I didn’t miss a day, even when I fell and broke my shoulder and wrist.
A wonderful commitment. Here’s to the second year!


dedicated to Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer
who lit a flame—my first year of poems

complete, every day

a great wave
swept through,
washed out chunks
of me—there’s still
unrest, quiet concerns
and a mother’s angst
but as I wake at dawn
it’s there, unasked
love first—
I give it wings
picture it catching
a ride in the blue,
sailing on clouds
in sheets of rain,
or the steady stare
of first-light deer—
as dawn turns to day
love finds its way
a tender dusting

2023 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

5 thoughts on “consumed

  1. Sylvia Tepper

    Congratulations! That is a grand accomplishment. I have very much enjoyed reading your poems and look forward to another year. Your dedication is an inspiration. XO Sylvia


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