Poems from JulieMarie210
River clear blue and green
Trees bestow red and gold laurels
Which light upon a flaming orange pyre
Flickers of fire dance over the glassy...
Oh river spirit,
Whom no other druid can outrank
We watch as you splash the banks.
Your hair flowing in white peaked locks
We feel your joy...
The full Moon glows bright
Insects whirr in the distance
Telling ancient tales
Flowers grow here
Small white blossoms amongst the grave markers
Blooms hold their breath, expectant
A preacher's voice, a low murmur...
When asked, "What is your name?"
My response is also a question
Why am I unsure--of the one title I've possessed since birth,
How do I...