farmer's tan
the white stripe
on a black swan's bill
the hands
that shaped our family
at rest now
in this prairie meadow
alive with bumblebees
harlequin ducks
ride swelling waves
I wait
to catch a glimpse
of the real you
Welcome to this archive of my published poetry, photography and art. Thank you for allowing me to share my creative passions with you, and for taking the time to visit. Please be kind, and do not copy any of the content on this site without permission and attribution. All rights reserved © Debbie Strange. I unfold my origami self / and swim into a lake of fire / washing my hair in ashes / the crane-legged words / of a thousand burning poems.
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