Welcome. Today’s offering is wrapped in beauty from my writer friend Michelle Ortega. Her heart and her art are bursting with loveliness. And love.
Michelle and I first met at Tweetspeak Poetry, a community and online trove of treasures for poets and artists and lovers of beauty, merriment, mirth and laughter. And all things poetry.
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Reds
when my longing
to belong
protests my need
to be free
the fracas
that ensues
impedes peace
I dream
this tree
branches high
above me
unsure how
to proceed
I look up
to see leaves
of fire
overhead
pentecostal reds
limbs stretched
wide
to meet
to greet
the beat of
autumn
wind’s
swirlingflutter
roiling dance
in the moment
holding fast
all too soon
the seasons pass
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About The Writer: Michelle Ortega IS. Her passions include mothering, loving on the meek and outcast, writing poetry and photography (in any given order as opportunities arise).”
elizabeth w. marshall 