poetry – Thistle Thoughts

Makwa at the Crossroads

There was medicine just lying around,

Anne Sexton/Sylvia Plath Challenge

In the pink plastic pail
at the end
of the driveway,
stones and acorns
soak, sky reflections
swirl.

what is broken
are systems

30 word poetry prompt

Poem published in an anthology

Cunning raven,
sing for me

“This Place is a Sorry Excuse for a Hell”

I walk slowly,
collecting jagged
seashell thoughts

I only scratch surfaces. I fear the
blood of everything.