D. Ellsworth Hoag
Stretching Myself
It is always necessary to watch out for impending staleness in the writing. Recently I have been trying some new forms to keep me sharp and add some tools to my kit. I hope you will enjoy these explorations.
Waltz
kiss me
warmly caress
soft breath upon my nape
show me the depth of your caring
slow dance
Awaiting
pre spring
crocus in snow
fresh smell of melting ice
too early for buds or greening—
believe
Youth
small steps
wee prancing feet
anticipate then pounce
frolic interspersed with naptime
sweet youth