The Mist
by Carolyn Wolfe
Standing on a bridge
over the river
and the water seems endless
and the land
looks pristine, untouched
just trees and more trees,
full of the new green of spring
and the water lapping against the bridge
the mist settles on the water
settles on my face, and hands
the water disappears into a silver mirror
I disappear into the mist
breathing in the rain to come
the softness of the season
and the scent of the deep river
I become the mist on the water
and travel over the trees
seeing all.
The Memory of Rain
by Carolyn Wolfe
In the grieving process,
no matter how far along you are in the process itself,
you never get back to where you were
before your loss.
It is like standing in the desert,
and the desert,
and the sun and
the endless sand
is all you will have from now on.
with only the memory
of rain.
Bio: Carolyn Wolfe is a free-lance writer, published poet, and author of eight books, four of which are illustrated children's books. Those include, "Am I YOUR Pet?", "The Drowsy House," "The Bedtime of The Sky and Other Sleepy-Bye Stories" and "The Unhappy Little Dragon, Lessons Learned." Her books for general readership include: "Miracle Paws, A Love Story" a story of rescue and light romance, and"The Moonsparrow Collection" which is a collection of her short fantasy stories. Ms. Wolfe has also published two collections of her original poetry" Notes From the Shadow Self" and "Making Waves," as well as an adult Sword and Sorcery novella, "Blade's Magic" which is about dangerous magics and an attraction that spans two worlds. her latest book,"Tales Told Under The Darkened Moon" is a collection of dark fantasy stories, that have a hint of humor, a hint of dread, and little bit of shiver for all fans of ghost stories and tales that go bump in the night.
All her books are available on amazon.com, Barnes and Noble and Books-A- Million- (online)
Ms. Wolfe lives with her photographer husband, Scott, and a houseful of her own rescued, animal companions. If you would more info about this Author, here is her website info: http://wolfecarolyn.wix.com/carolyn-storyteller
Sing Spring
by Kim Hazelwood
Ah,
Here we go again,
Aren’t we lucky?
Spring!
Sing for me, sing!
Earth,
Humming a choir of sprouts in petrichor,
Serenading a tributary of tulips,
Or second coming of Cupid,
With a crush so grand,
The heart expands the universe.
Yodel it~
As the sun seeps through a canopy
Of a Tree of Heaven
With golden-lined color fields.
As sunflowers seemingly on steroids,
Turn to each other on rainy days.
Ah, Spring,
Mind if I sing?
Help me arrange melody with the most touching of croons,
Adventurous vines meandering jade,
In the rarest romance of bewitching, bejeweled leaves
With the tethered souls of a thousand roses.
April,
Mother Earth canvas,
Your storyboards knock my socks off every time.
Ah, Spring!
While you are up dreaming a million mighty things,
Mind if I sing?
Dragonfly
by Kim Hazelwood
A Dragonfly hung about
During the sun’s brightest smile.
On stage with the locust background singers,
And Earth’s other major movie stars.
One hovered to look at me
With a flitter of buzzing charms,
A rarity from the vast majority adrift.
I might have seen something
Considerably telling in his eyes.
Tidings from the wise.
But then he went off center stage
Like a 40’s tap dancer.
Droning on, gliding off
From the omen of the good luck
Bewitchment he left me.
Bio: Kim Hazelwood(Haley) is the editor of this litzine. The above two poems can be found in her newly published poetry collection, The Way You Just Shine, to be found here:
https://www.amazon.com/Way-You-Just-Shine/dp/1087920701/ref=pd_ybh_a_3?_encoding=UTF8&psc=1&refRID=W322Z8NTCXBS7W55MCBQ
