Poetry and Contest Preview

I’ll be doing the drawing for the Wordamour Giveaway later today, but first I wanted to post a poem I’ve been working on

Pecan Year

 

With staccato notes they strike,

 roll like billiards

down the shed’s freshly tarred roof.

 

Gathered up, their hulls clack together

Softly—

A shy child’s blocks in a silver bowl. 

Each ebony streak contains a universe,

each mottled shell a native land.

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