field of barley, image by Uschi Dugulin, on Pixabay, modified
A Silent Joy
Silent joy trembles so shyly
inside my heart when I rise,
a morning star left just for me;
and, like the waters of a wild
river, I rush outdoors, let
spring’s light follow me.
Today I’ve found the spirit
land inside of me and the wind
has set me free. Above, red-tailed
hawks circle in the sky, the shape
of light trickling through their
feathered tips; and me waiting till
evening sifts through the trees
and sun melts into a flamingo sky.
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The Last Few Notes
I woke to a pale lavender
sky when the late afternoon
sun was just over, and I heard
the last few notes of a towhee
before it flew away; me, so
still on my bed after an hour’s
long nap, and just in
time to hear katydids give
the sky its heartbeat. To think
before yesterday’s end I’d been
gazing outdoors upon the snowy
river, yet today is another gift
from the heavens and for the first
time in many years I feel alive,
my rest I take between two deep
breaths, all alone as I choose a thin
dress light as milkweed silk, stroke
the glass petals of a carnation on
my windowsill, dream again at
night of barley, its loveliness
being shaken by the wind.
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Bobbi Sinha-Morey's poetry has appeared in
a wide variety of places such as Plainsongs, Pirene's Fountain, The Wayfarer, Helix Magazine, Miller's Pond, The Tau, Vita Brevis, Cascadia Rising Review, Old Red Kimono,
and Woods Reader. Her books of poetry are available at Amazon.com and her work has been nominated for The Best of the Net in 2015, 2018, 2020, and 2021, as well as having been nominated for The Pushcart Prize in 2020. Her website is located at this address: