The Unity of Thirst

There’s no wisdom in crowing

our absolutes when thirst

will lead us to drink from

the same fountain. 

©Susie Clevenger 2021

The Sunday Muse #144

 

Boundless ~ Three American Sentences

 

Beautiful, YOU Are, by Magic Love Crow

My frayed wings fly an ink sky where inspiration defies gravity. 

Delightful Donkey, by Gina Morley

Tenacity keeps me moving forward even when I wear stone shoes.

Carnival Dreams, by Shelle Kennedy

Trust your heart’s vision when romance is a shadow dance across the moon. 

©Susie Clevenger 2020

Poets and Storytellers United ~ Weekly Scribblings #45

Ebony Unraveling of Ink ~ American Sentence

 

Ebony lines transcribe the crow thoughts hatching on the tip of my tongue. 

©Susie Clevenger 2020

Word Crafters Prompt

Firefly Candle ~ American Scentence

 

A candle flame that can’t breathe will succumb to the strangle of darkness.

© Susie Clevenger 2020

The Sunday Muse #133

Changing Seasons

You were a cold December wind I left to search for my August moon.

©Susie Clevenger 2020

Poets and Story Tellers United ~ Weekly Scribblings #40

 

 

Seeing My Truth

I won’t carry your words to the mirror.

There’s no room in the silvered glass

for the twisted input of your reflections.

©Susie Clevenger 2020

WordCrafters

Waking Up from Anesthesia

Drinking champagne to forget

is like trying to love without feeling.

Pressing a broken heart through glass

won’t stop the bleeding.

©Susie Clevenger 2020

The Sunday Muse #115