The Wedding Ring Quilt
This morning, the first snow of spring
fell like a curtain of lace across the mountains
spilling leftovers of winter
down into the stunted pine brushed valley.
The touch of your smile
held the warmth of weathered hands;
eyes of silver and sage glistened
when I said, “I hope it snows six feet.”
You gathered our wedding ring quilt
around the curve of me tighter,
knowing the soft why of my words.
by Lize Bard
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Beginning March 20th, 2016 Poetry Breakfast will once again serve a little poetic nourishment every morning. Start your day with our new expanded menu. Poems, of course, are our specialty. But we will also be serving a fuller menu that includes poetry related creative non-fiction such as letters to and from poets, essays on poetry, and anything else that might feed a poet and poetry lover’s soul.
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