Let us walk, along the mountain coast under clouds light as springtime air. There are no cares from the pouring rain that soak our way. Skies of denim blue nudged by the sea’s wind remind us to leave behind heartache and hurdle. I take your laughter and weave it with mine as the sun warms … Continue reading A Walk with the Clouds
August 8, 2014 by annablakegodbout I am often asked why I have chosen to write poems instead of novels, short stories and essays in my writer’s life. My answer is not a complicated one:Because I want to. Because it lets me be authentic. Because we need poetry. Besides, supplies are basic and simple…a … Continue reading Why I Write Poetry
It’s time to become acquainted with a new season and embrace a limitless horizon, vast and mysterious. No longer desiring to be held back, a long silence stirs awake. My life map unfolds; a new journey begins… revealing new dreams with the same heart.
Clouds hover above the misty sandstone bluff; the late April drizzle shivers cold lonesome rain outside my paned window. I curl my arms around me holding the warm inside as foggy mists encase our weathered beaten red barn. Remnants of winter patched in springtime mud, slowly vanish under a shuddering and pushing wind. A rancher’s … Continue reading Cold Lonesome Rain
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 … Continue reading The Wedding Ring Quilt