Maggie DeMay Poems

Tonight
the very first firefly
of the season
flew into my yard
...

A tingle starts
with a touch
hands soft on my skin
touching, teasing
...

The winds howled
with the screams of a million
murdered trees
...

Full moon high in the sky
fog coming in
breaking like waves
against the hills and fences
...

No one remembers the soldier
once a hero
now
another old warrior
...

One perfect moment
one tick of the clock
encased in amber
sealed forever
...

I dreamed once
that mangos were growing
on the magnolia
while underneath the wisteria
...

Once
a long time ago
I asked
'what the hell
...

We put on the uniform
all became one
lost in the formation
boots on the ground
...