Under Your Cape, Teacher
Under Your Cape, Teacher A Teachers’ Day tribute to those who shape our thoughts, nurture our voices, and gently guide us toward discovering...
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The 12 inch heel, the confident gait, The measured steps, the sudden halt, The blush on cheeks, the smoldering eyes, The hands on h...
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Ripe autumn air’s come to bless. Showering sweet November caress. We could be holding hands and walking, Silent but still talking. ...
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It was her umpteenth shift in that cramped bus on a Monday morning. She had hoped to avoid the digging arms and elbows. But to no avail. ...

Free verse aubade? I was too intimidated by trying to pronounce "aubade" to actually try it. hah!
ReplyDeleteI attempted one to learn a new form.
Delete"The starlit skies,
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In your embrace,
You
Holding me till dawn."
Beautiful verse, Ruby.
Thank you so much.
DeleteThe embrace feels all the more intimate, contrasted with the openness of starlit skies.
ReplyDeleteSuch kind words Jennifer. Thank you so much
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