1619 February 20, 2017 angie werrenpoetry2 Comments little sparrow — too early for the yellow blossoms (local nature) 1619
1618 February 18, 2017 angie werrenpoetry1 Comment vexed crows — the branch that broke the fence props it up (nature / past) 1618
1617 February 17, 2017February 17, 2017 angie werrenpoetryLeave a comment long dry moon — the yard still filled with unraked leaves moon / assiniboine 1617
1616 February 14, 2017 angie werrenpoetryLeave a comment mourning doves — a way of knowing you are here (a way of) 1616
1615 February 13, 2017 angie werrenpoetryLeave a comment the long way home this is a familiar song (is) 1615
1614 February 12, 2017 angie werrenpoetry4 Comments it follows me roomtoroomtoroom — morning fog (it) 1614
1613 February 9, 2017 angie werrenpoetryLeave a comment I remember her now — a face in this old silvered mirror (mirror) 1613
1612 February 8, 2017 angie werrenpoetryLeave a comment a warm night — stinkbugs in the kitchen (opened) 1612
1610 February 7, 2017February 7, 2017 angie werrenpoetryLeave a comment a sound too soft — I wonder what’s on the other side (a door) 1610
