Never question
me beneath moonlight,
or in the throes of battle.
Category Archives: poetry
#NaPoWriMo: Day 16
One spark for life
and pale ash skin
becomes brazen.
#NaPoWriMo: Day 15
One can grow accustomed
to disappearing acts
Thinking about Powwows During a Pandemic
It’s springtime in the middle of a pandemic and between the hand washing, concern, disinfecting, and time spent in prayer, I’m thinking about powwows.
#NaPoWriMo: Day 13
There were many terms for what happened.
#NaPoWriMo: Day 12
Risen
It really has been tomblike,
quieter during the night
as we wait…
Thistle Thoughts 