Poems by Arcadia Maria

living in a house where things go bump in the night is frightful   dark shadows that one night reach out for you is paralyzi...

she once dreamed of  casting a fishing line  into a deep sea she even dreamed of  a bucket of silver fish  she can remember how  her grandmo...

I take in the leaves of red, orange and gold under a blue sky I hear the soft steps of deer grazing nearby the sun is high but ...