The Villanelle of Jean McGuire. Sometimes I think my inner voice lies to my inner ear. I’m not convinced and it makes me feel small, But what I hear is what I here. My inner eye sees all those inner visions appear That scare me into a vivid, total recall. Sometimes I think my inner…
Day: August 12, 2020
Morning Haiku – 31
Chilling crickets flick Over fields dodging Summer Haze, jagged with rage.