by Nathan Reed | Sep 20, 2024 | blog, Poetry
I stood behind you on the streetAnd I knew you and you knew I was behindYou didn’t turn around, but you knew I putMy hand on your shoulder to wrap youIn my arms you didn’t want to beYou said as you turned as if youMeant to turn all along,”Watch how...
by Nathan Reed | Feb 28, 2022 | blog, Poetry
You flip and flutter and roll across streets and yards in the last year‘s drab worn dresses. But the wind blows not only you, but spring, when your sisters green and vibrant will emerge and fill the trees.
by Nathan Reed | Apr 20, 2007 | blog, Poetry
On this cool clear nightThe moon is bright and IStand beneath the starsWondering if somewhereYou and your golden hairLay thinking or pondering o’erPast or future, do youThink of what might have been or be?Do you remember or dream orDo you perhaps even long just...
