Poetry Shares: Gopi

Since You Have Called Me By Gopi Coffee jitters Sadhana quitter Who do I think I joke? My Mother’s the master Of all that we ask Her And so I try to practice what She spoke Oh Mother Kali My fierce Mother Kali How You smile in Your divine rage? The heads of our egos …

Poetry Shares: Kripa Gressel

Still by Kripa Gressel of A Thing of Grace God’s umbrella wouldn’t open today and so the leaves showered down and the raindrops caught hold of the branches and changed color like my sister changes her lipstick ‘today forgot to be easy, so tomorrow will be Tuxedo Pink’ branches delicately stumble through the days and …