Rhyme Not
  • POEMS
  • About
  • Contact

I'm Kelley. Sometimes I Write.


The Power of Place

9/13/2021

0 Comments

 
Roots deep in Virginia clay
Red, iron rich
North Carolina towns of tobacco and cotton
Land where my ancestors roamed
Gone with decay, sprawl and time

Places once sacred now lost to harbors of silt
My bones carry my creation, my myths
Confederates and slaves merging
One lineage, of one line 
Their ghosts live were I live

Held in place by memories
Of trees and creeks



0 Comments

Getting Dressed

9/8/2021

0 Comments

 
Every morning the same
The cat
The dog

Both thinking
"I'm ready"
"Why not you?"
​
Every morning the same
I tell them
"Some of us don't have built-in clothes"

0 Comments

    Author

    I'm Kelley Gallop.  I live in Virginia and when I find time I write.

    ​Thanks for dropping by,

    Archives

    December 2021
    November 2021
    October 2021
    September 2021
    August 2021

    Categories

    All
    2011
    2021

    RSS Feed

© 2011-2022 Kelley Gallop & Rhymenot.com
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. NOKESVILLE VA 20181.
 
  • POEMS
  • About
  • Contact