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a woman alive

By: littlepeace July 4, 2023July 21, 2023
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you are made of the same substance as a lioness,
i once heard someone say.

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fireworks

By: littlepeace July 3, 2023July 21, 2023
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two spires of light
chase upward into the darkness
then evanescence into the night;
all hangs still.

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already too late

By: littlepeace July 3, 2023
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the ground on which we stand
is sometimes so uncertain —

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explode

By: littlepeace July 1, 2023
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under cover of darkness
one of the neighbors
is declaring his independence
from the city ordinance that says
“fireworks are illegal.”

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bindweed

By: littlepeace June 28, 2023June 29, 2023
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the field behind the house
is white with wild morning glory,
a false friend better known as bindweed.

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idioma

By: littlepeace June 27, 2023
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idioms might be my favorite assignment.

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waiting room

By: littlepeace June 26, 2023
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smack, pop,
squelch, crack,
pop, pop, snuffle,
smack!
could the old man
chew his gum
any louder?

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osage orange

By: littlepeace June 23, 2023
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the old osage orange hedge
still marches perpendicular to the road
marking the boundary line of a farmstead
long since swallowed up by atomic age homes.

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the only lights left

By: littlepeace June 22, 2023June 23, 2023
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for a moment i looked out the window and caught
the evening sun painting the neighbor’s wood pile gold
while indoors the shadows drew nearer and deepened

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midsummer

By: littlepeace June 21, 2023June 23, 2023
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this will not do justice
to the white crescent of moon
glowing in the blue twilight,
nor bright venus shining
through the humid haze

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About Amelia


I'm an editrix, a writer, a poet, a photographer, and a wielder of butter. I love Jesus because He loved me first.

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all writing and photographs, unless otherwise noted or obvious, are the work of amelia m. freidline and may not be used or distributed without permission.
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