Poems from Debra Masky
Stop annoying me,or trying to even allure meyour phony looking feathersand those colors awful. I am not interested in yougo find one of...
The store down the lane was distributing some free samplesof milk powder and coffeewith my chest-high, I walked up to themfor the free...
While the world is locked up indoorsthe universe is relaxedundisturbed,breathing,the trees they are happyas the stream runsbetween their...
While cycling through the flower fieldsI stopped to take a breathof the beautiful flowers dressed in pinkI walked through the rowsas their...
Sweet Septemberbringing with her autumnbrightening the colorsmaking the world colorful. A month to harvesthoney and cornand flowers in...