Solitary Joys
Midnight--
I lie breathing
fragrance through the window,
hearing subtle sounds unnoticed
by day.
Inspiration
Waking
at dawn, groping
for my notepad, hoping
that later I'll find this poem
makes sense.
Return to the front page of this issue:
Amaze Vol.
2, No. 2 Fall & Winter, 2003.
Go to the
Poets & Authors page for the poet's
biographical sketch and email link.
These poems are Copyright © 2003 by Melissa Dixon.
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