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August 13, 2020August 13, 2020 angie werrenpoetry1 Comment

 

 

every time
I look outside —
that yellow butterfy

 

 

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May 20, 2020 angie werrenpoetryLeave a comment

 

 

bars reopen —
the crow flies
above it all

 

 

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May 16, 2020 angie werrenpoetryLeave a comment

 

 

tree frogs —
I give up trying to decide
where I am

 

 

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at the edge of hope
the weight of a
sigh

 

 

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May 6, 2020May 6, 2020 angie werrenpoetry1 Comment

 

 

rain will come —
solitude has its own
rhythm

 

 

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April 16, 2020April 16, 2020 angie werrenpoetryLeave a comment

 

 

grocery pickup —
a mask-less associate
tells me to be safe

 

 

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April 10, 2020 angie werrenpoetryLeave a comment

 

 

endless hours —
I ask alexa
what day this is

 

 

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April 9, 2020 angie werrenpoetryLeave a comment

 

 

lingering day —
the hush of
inaction

 

 

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April 5, 2020April 5, 2020 angie werrenpoetryLeave a comment

 

 

spring grasses —
only stray cats wander
into my yard

 

 

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April 4, 2020 angie werrenpoetryLeave a comment

 

 

isolated —
I’ve never heard
so many birds

 

 

day 20

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