Poetry ~ Emma Hall


beneath stippled sky
willfully forgetting
your porch last night

you folded
beside me
pointing to Polaris,

steeped in wind,

you offered Shakespearean rations
for my ravenous mind


better not to be
when cells are seared by thirsty lips
spoken for

Emma Hall lives with her family in the rural Southern U.S. She spends her days homeschooling her children, ruminating, and chasing poetry. The poetry often outruns her. More of her poems can be found at www.poesiepocketsandpapercuts.wordpress.com.


10 thoughts on “Poetry ~ Emma Hall

  1. Having just become acquainted with The River, I have to say I am enjoying the offerings here. Thank you for sharing and I look forward to more….

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