Brightly you shone in the crowd, yellow straw hat, gossamer scarf a floating flag in the breeze stating, “I am here!” Saxophone and guitar notes wrapped around your swaying body, arms reaching for sunshine in a sea of song, feet … Continue reading Requiem for a Dancer at Jazz Fest
The killer is an orca – her beauty is more than he can bear, the strength in her body breaching the ocean, puncturing the air in a smooth ballet. How the water glistens on the day and night of her … Continue reading Evening Song
It’s April and Winters icy fingers still clutch at bark and stem. It’s a push and pull between cool and warm, a daily battle. Tiny tendrils, with fierce determination, push toward the sun, a little taller every day. Nodes swell, … Continue reading Things are Starting to Grow
Darkness is swallowed – I lay my hand lightly, shadows flicker on his face, eyelashes splayed on his cheeks. Quietly, confusion rises milky as an autumn moon. Plain-spoken without a filter – Regret, ill-spent time, missed opportunity – Kindness is … Continue reading Bursting Ice
The sinewy arm of the river hugs the city, a lover grown older and wiser in the ways life. Visitors often choose the neon and flash of the streets, the furious noise of movement, vitality on steroids pumped up with … Continue reading River Mamma
their reflection in your eyes, burned tears ashes on your cheeks, sparks blowing in the frenzied breath of a fire-thirsty beast. Absence of air, intense suffocation, green screaming with scorched breath, suppleness falling, falling, falling everywhere, rubble and ruin. *** … Continue reading The Trees are Burning at Midnight
Baptized in early spring sunlight, nursing an ache for anarchy, we skipped school – hiding in Jen’s car until last bell blew. Feeling brave and daring – the kind of girls who skipped school – we drove with no destination … Continue reading Water Magic
I can’t believe a year has past since the last NaPoWriMo! Once again I’m pep-talking myself, trying to juice up for the challenge of 30 poems in 30 days. Realistically, I know I probably won’t hit each and every day … Continue reading Gearing Up for NaPoWriMo 2018
Charlotte Hamrick 