Tracy L. Conway
Remembering • Solitude • Flow • Driftwood
Wish I May
I was a child who wanted to be a star.
Joy
Joy shakes me like the wind that lifts a sail, Like the roistering wind
Bloom to Fly
sometimes i like to think everyone is a different plant, the more diverse, the better the garden.
It sifts from leaden sieves
It sifts from leaden sieves, It powders all the wood,
I think the weather mourned you too
In memory of Eleanor Ruth Wagner 1941-2021
Dancing with David
She wanted to be a college girl again...
November Beach
Winter is a great time to go the beach.
Dragonfly
A living flash of light
Leaf Affair
You first cast your spell on me That first winter snowfall A fluffy mound of snow Clung to your side Defying gravity’s pull
Turtle Galaxy
Ancient spirits dwell eons tween fluid and ether in spaceships of bone,