Drops Of Sun


getting the usual
drops of sun
in the desert on
my joyful face

as I stretch a smile
over the very
blue sky a
silken scarf
to dance within





This poem is part of the collection California Notebooks 02 



About anna mosca

Artist, poet, photographer, reader, lover, walker, traveler. Feeling in wilderness. Been writing lots of poetry, taking less pictures, teaching a whole lot, traveling less than usual, loving more than allowed, riding public city bikes and not planes, puzzled over paintings. Beside all those forms I am.

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