by Susan McElroy | Dec 9, 2021 | Poem
December snows are falling almost daily The winter clouds hang heavy in the sky. The woods behind my house have lost their palette Of greens and colours bright within my eye. Everything has slipped toward the grey zone Where lines are blurred and softer all...
by Susan McElroy | Mar 18, 2021 | Poem
This is second nature to me, this stepping into thin air Feeling nothing beneath your feet. No solid ground To hold you up, to banish all despair No. Nothing but space on every side – and up and down No hand holds, no parachute, no railings, no rope. A universe...
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