Cactus Tops and Teardrops

The old man with a rod in his hand, listening to Creedence Clearwater Revival, watched her walk by. Someone to fill his eyes and his time. Nowhere to go. Nowhere to be. Living an afternoon dream. A life his own. No one, but himself, to please. Heโ€™s not lonely. He can talk to the fish …

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Worlds away from a Slow Dance

Oh, I could tell you some stories, of characters I have known. I have seen the worst of humankind unfold before my eyes, leaving my heart cracked open and my soul broken. I have been restored from deep despair, where I cannot remain, by observing tender and loving acts between two, or entire nations. Unconditional …

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The Poem is Writing Me (audio)

The Poem is Writing Me ~ Audio (poetic prose) There was a time, not long ago, when this seeking poet would listen with turned ears ready to hear, with fixed eyes ready to see, and with open hands ready to feel. I was content to listen, trust, and touch the living and dying world, beyond …

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Spell Binder, Dream Keeper

I did not expect to see you, still on the scene, when I stepped out to breathe the quiet in between memories and endless possibilities. You stayed longer than I thought you would, until the last of the dancing candles disappeared under a flame-ending hood. It was worth surrendering twilight sleep to watch you glimmer …

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a Poet’s News and a Writer’s Dream (audio)

A Writer's Dream (audio poem) A Writerโ€™s Dream Turning the key to her multi-million dollar spread a setting she dreamed, never expecting to step in a grand greeter showing off its polished white grin rippling replies, like her own, replayed her excited hello key securely slipped, bag dropped, down the hall she danced spinning, sliding, …

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Tumbleweed Fortress (poem w/audio)

"Tumbleweed Fortress" Audio Poem by Michele Lee Sefton This poem was written in response to a prompt presented by The Piper Center for Creative Writing at Arizona State University during National Poetry Month (April). The prompt asked the poet to consider when or where do you feel free/not free and write a poem that describes …

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She Weaves Color with Stardust

I am fortunate to have two visual artists in my life who lose themselves in their art and help others see where the expected ends and the imagination begins. One is my daughter, an art and technology major, and the other, is a former coworker and cherished friend. Both inspire me, every week if not …

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