Poems from Virginia, #2

Short Poem for Dancing Bones

When is warmer, I want to know?

I want to work, to think and grow.

This March weather has me still and

Bound. I want to lie upon the ground.

Published by mauriconnors

Writing about dance. Dancing about writing. Dancing about dancing. View more posts

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