Amy/s Poems
I approach the bayou pond. A family of four stands blocking my path. Grandpa, grandma, mom, and a little girl no more than eighteen months of age. I rehearse my Covid dance. Step to the edge of the sidewalk, they will do the same. Greet each other with a smiling hello, and we’ll all … [Read more…]
Separate . . . unequal in the eyes of man. Equal in the eyes of God. Safety Harbor’s Black cemetery. Buried and neglected. Forgotten by community. Remembered by family. Again and again the earth opened up Embracing the bodies of souls gone to rest. Headstones standing, fallen over, destroyed. Markers with … [Read more…]
I am thankful for my beautiful home overlooking picturesque woodlands . . . yet my heart goes out to those victims of Hurricane Matthew who no longer have a home at all. I am thankful for my children and grandchildren . . . yet I grieve with the mother who walks behind the casket of … [Read more…]
