poetry – Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

To the Memory of Us…

I was browsing through some old files yesterday, and I don’t know why I do, because…

Anita wrote this poem a long time ago, but I happened to see it this morning,…

The river knows its way homeThe bee knows how to make honeyAs I walk towards the…

FreeFallI like the sound of the singing butterfly, with airy dreams falling freeRain so delicate you…

Anita’s poetry magic is back!

Jaye’s Thoughts Is anyone’s life perfect? I often wonder about this when people watching. I have…

Time Time changes too much… I am still walking on cobbled streets Where the man lights…

Image by Websi from Pixabay Time trapped in a raindropThe watchmaker said it was beyond priceMore precious than silver,…

This one is just Wow! I am speechless… One slip, that’s all it took For my…

Things are not quite back to normal here, but we are getting there. As soon as…