pose beneath waterfall’s froth and foam
like in our honeymoon pictures
speak with your body and mine
the spray blots out your words
catch me when I fall
skip, crouch, then leap
over rocks
to the
end
Poem: Steady
Navigating my writing adventures through teaching, motherhood, and cancer.
Words and Coffee Writing 
A beautiful snapshot in time… The nonet worked so well with this one! I’m always afraid that my nonets don’t flow – this one is fluid!!
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