A piece from 2014 published in the Avocet…was it so long ago…
5 am peaceful
wishing it were contented spirits
dusting the cement grass with glitter
not winter’s freeze
my dachshund’s paw prints
sweet as a postcard
one might send a faraway lover
I linger in the numbing quiet
let the moment warm this blanketed silence
hushed low like swimming beneath water
where despair drowns then floats away
in bubbles and dancing reflections
don’t want to twist the frozen doorknob
and go back inside
I’d love to remain out here
5 am
with the sparkling dust
and all that glitters
in the beauty of this silence
when the world is so peaceful
the original marker art that posted along with the poem in 2014
hope you’re all managing these days
am:)
anntogether 
Geez, AM, why am I suddenly not receiving emails about your new posts (as well, it turns out, of several others)? I’m sorry about that; I hit the “subscribe” again, so … fingers crossed. Anyhoo, let me just say, I remember this artwork (so good, creates a warm emotion) and I probably should remember this poem as well, but what’s cool is that I read it, as if for the first time, and thought, “Damn, this woman can write poetry.” Selfishly, I miss your unique turns of a phrase, the perfect, accurate way you home in on the emotion, but I also understand that you’re multiply talented and that, at least for now, your wonderful images are now finding their 3D legs, and that’s a marvel as well. So, all I can say is, Keep creating, in whichever medium or genre you so wish to woo readers with. (I know I shouldn’t end a sentence with a preposition, but oh well. LOL)
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I hope your re email up worked –
I’ll be re-posting some writing over the holidays – I miss writing my more than I thought I would – in fact – I miss it. It is wild reading one’s work years later. It’s as if, as you said in your comment, reading it for the first time. I’m always thrilled to reread something and think okay – I’d only change several lines – not the entire thing:)
I thank you my dear friend as always for your kind words – at the end of the day – kind words from others are better than anything one could ever write:)
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And thank you for your kind words via FaceTime yesterday—meant more than you can ever know. Truly, AnnMarie, thank you. And yes, sometimes looking back is enlightening for the present/future. Write, dear friend, if you feel so inclined. I, for one, am ready to read/listen, but so too are many others. And, of course, don’t stop with your marvelous sculptures and get that potter’s wheel going too if you wish!
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❤️😊
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