the poetry project

or
how I explore with words
the thoughts that at times
seemingly spring out of nowhere

 

She danced

Sonnet to your soul

Poet's distraction

All that is left

Where no-one seeks

The thrush in the morning

Found in you

All for your sake

Falling, falling

 Daisy

Eve born, Eve renewed

Autumn's Awe
I am Bethlehem
Wise

@2018 by Anna Bosatta