Rachel's Floetry

  • Mama’s Heaven

    I hope mama’s  heaven is The Spring   trees with cotton candy tufts pink because what other color would love be? bundles of pom poms like they were dipped into clouds yellow suns sprout among the green thickets beneath her bare feet leaves like canopies, like baby angels holding a million tiny umbrellas to shelter…

    Rachel • RachieVee

  • Seasonal Poems

    Fall Trees The blond-ing rabble make a few flush ruddy enough to shed hay. Crowns burning like brand new copper pennies. Some with flaxen weeping heads, drumming fingers or knobby sockets. Spring Trees Spring is like a post-wedding afternoon. Branches brushed with bursting party poppers, swooning mops, dabbed and dotted with earlobes and cotton balls, below bellowing blossoms and star…

    Rachel • RachieVee