Author: Kristen Green
Hinterland
You There As I see you from this close I can imagine worser things still within my mind But you may like that It’s unfair that one should be left so broken and away...
Conversations
Swirling As wine in a glass To aerate, to breathe That the terroir and the vintage and the winemaker Can mean as much as each individual grape Each sigh Every word Raised and pressed...
Constellations
Short Poem You sat next to me and held my hand as we watched the play That reflected the highs and lows of a couple’s life As they shopped for beds Argued on...
Other Tuesdays
Other Tuesdays were not as bleak The trees held more leaves Nature’s warmth still held us close As the fall winds called for change Other Tuesdays were better off spent There were cobblestone streets...
