poems – anita lorraine moore

June 9, 2021

Resilience Apothecary: a poem and a new podcast

Tick…. tock….. tock of the clock, the bells, chiming along inside my urgency, latency, where I dwell, there are old wounds now to dispel…

Beginnings

I awoke always first, sustenance to the little loved one next a quiet moment stillness She purrs in contentment coffee glides down like liquid love Thanks be to time which gifted these moments Findings and workings of history gave us right now Grateful Breathing Morning sentiments

Alone in my thoughts without you

Alone in my thoughts without you The river rose above its banks as the rain in the night passed by prints from night animals and driftwood still fresh where they lie I remembered Your enchanting smile and mountainous heart distant memories to me now The black-capped chickadee and cardinal as captivating to me as fire…