Presence

Presence

I sense your presence.

Feel you stand next to me.

If I move, our

shoulders should touch.

Instead,  I move freely,

wishing I could bump

into you again.

Links

Jazz Improv and Poetry Video April 5, 2018

Sandra Moran Bonus Book Club--Hilary Zaid and Molly Krause Podcast 

Sandra Moran Book Club--K.V. Forrest May 12

Kansas Time + Place

Poetic Asides

Academy of American Poets Poem-A-Day