Two of my poems, Unsolicited Advice and Gwion finds gainful employment, have been published in Issue One of Three Drops from a Cauldron’s web journal! Image: Mushrooms by Amoret
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Some Gifts
Some Gifts by Amoret BriarRose great Need brings a subtle gift to your table, wrapped in tenacity and bound to your backbone: the opportunity to transform luck into legacy. Image: Wealth, Need, Legacy by Amoret
Message for Spring
Image: Fehu, Nauthiz and Berkano by Amoret
Vernal Oracle
by Amoret BriarRose
between Desire
and Creation:
a wealth of Need
returning you to
the World
Unseasonably Warm
Unseasonably Warm the misled tree buds in November, under every scar a battle fought some wiser than others. © 2013 Amoret BriarRose. All rights reserved. Image: Buds of Almond by halfrain – some rights reserved
Limbs Like Veins Across the Sky
Winter Warmth bare black limbs vein the cotton clouded sky, kindling for the cold burn of moonlight © 2013 Amoret BriarRose. All rights reserved. Image: Between the Branches…Fog by glasseyes view – some rights reserved
Winter Haiku
white willow, wood smoke bittersweet winter oak sighs gray earth, gray morning © 2011 Amoret BriarRose. All rights reserved. Image: Tree Silhouettes by John Morgan – some rights reserved
Heritage
Heritage Attempting to make beet kvass, simple Slavic blood-strengthening tonic. There is no family recipe, just the cook, water, sea salt and the roots, bleeding purple-red birthmarks on determined hands. © 2013 Amoret BriarRose. All rights reserved. Image: That’s The Biggest Beet I’ve Got by… Read More
Prophecy-Fulfilling Self
Prophecy-Fulfilling Self A snow of dust is on the dresser, the unhinged bed lies open. I’m becoming someone I longed for wants ago. © 2015 Amoret BriarRose. All rights reserved. Image via Tryphena
Sovereignty
Sovereign By Amoret BriarRose I am the bow that unfurls the arrow’s speed and the arrow, and the air it divides and the cool eye watching as I fly past my sight. © 2015 Amoret BriarRose. All rights reserved. Image: Female Archer by Sean Kirkpatrick… Read More
First Sonnet
I have never written a sonnet before – what a frustrating, yet ultimately fun task! Shoreline: The Mermaid’s Sonnet The waves grow rough and crash upon the rock Till sand remains as bone returns to soil And tide beats on the drum of shore, a… Read More
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