You Can Never Have Enough Poetry

Poetry arrived in search of me.

There I was- without a face and it touched me.

Felt myself a pure part of the abyss,

I wheeled with the stars.

My heart broke loose on the wind.

By Pablo Neruda

(If you haven’t read a poem in awhile. Give it a try- it just might touch your soul.)




Amy enjoys using poetic language to capture the essence of the ordinary. Her work has been published in Word-Dancers: The Poets of Southwest Florida and Florida Weekly.

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