Storm on the Lake
A moment of bliss until something’s amiss. – mh clay
A moment of bliss until something’s amiss. – mh clay
All those bumps look smooth from a distance. – mh clay
Looking for the light of longing, answers abound our world around. – mh clay
Relief with remorse, there are none deserving either way. – mh clay
Even in foreign lands, a familiar pang is no stranger. – mh clay
The last to leave is the memory. – mh clay
As we leave the dumpster fire that was 2020 behind, what manner of phoenix will rise from those ashes in the year ahead? We’re trying to find the words… – mh clay
Yes! Bring your appetite. (We welcome Peggy to our crazy congress of Contributing Poets with this submission. Read more of her madness on her new page – check it out.) – mh clay
This murder brings no conviction except that greed is good. – mh clay
When it’s time to go independent… Yes. That! – mh clay