Marie Anzalone : Writing

poem: The Light as Seen Through a Screen of Ferns

poem: The Light as Seen Through a Screen of Ferns

A Chapter by Marie Anzalone


"Do friends still make blood oaths?"
poem: the Breath of God

poem: the Breath of God

A Chapter by Marie Anzalone


penciled this am on the back of a receipt at breakfast
poem: Creating His Masterpiece

poem: Creating His Masterpiece

A Chapter by Marie Anzalone


written for Emily's Hands Challenge
poem: What if a Spear Drew Real Blood From Riverbanks?

poem: What if a Spear Drew Real Blood From Riverba..

A Chapter by Marie Anzalone


a nameless face in a dream of great beauty
poem: formless

poem: formless

A Chapter by Marie Anzalone


not really a love poem but not really not one either
Individual Responsibility

Individual Responsibility

A Poem by Marie Anzalone


it needed to be said
poem: as you hold her hand

poem: as you hold her hand

A Chapter by Marie Anzalone


"I am but a child doodling on the brick sides of buildings while other artists have mastered the use of spray paint"