Bev Flynn's Blog, page 29
November 11, 2017
I, have breast cancer. small c.
I sit in silhouette, along a river, spent by lapping waves, the color of soder. Like hot liquid tin, flowing through. The veins of a decrepit riverbank, lifeblood to this garden of bones and crumbled leaves. Autumn is colliding, with the cold thrust of winter.People are flowing past me on the trail, preoccupied with last night's game... of negotiating dreams, shimmers of sleep, railing... against the rules of time.A woman wails past me, alone. Sobbing… into soft, abandoned leaves, they absorb...
October 31, 2017
October 28, 2017
Newtown Bookshop
I'm excited to have two of my poetry books tucked upon the shelves of the incredible Newtown Bookshop, located in the beautiful Newtown, Pa.Support small business, shop local... and lose yourself, in a book.
4 days left! Take a Halloween chance to win!
@goodreads #goodreads #bookgiveaway
crossvine poetry
I wish I had, a phrasefor what our union means... to meI'm held, by wordas versewraps tight... to treecrossvine poetry 
October 25, 2017
October 15, 2017
advance
I'm not sure, how we endureas poetry... conjoins our shythis tender frantic, in our minds.One day... lovemay rule inside usand I'll not advance, ... in silence
October 12, 2017
fate's alignment
poetry... sequentialwe write, for timeand fate's alignmenthuman touch,by letter onlyghosting words ...through the lonely#photonoir
