Sidewalk Poetry Selections for July

Here’s the first 3 selections in the #STPPoetry contest!

Scared Straight

Change is scary. Plus, If we were certain of the outcome we’d all go bounding forward, which we don’t. by …

I’m tempted to rip open the earth with my bare hands, to pull out all remaining sanity, assuming there still …

Welcome to this moment Mindful The rising and falling of breath Like a blood orange sun sets And ascends in …

Life is an escape for the breathing that I makeA sensation when I wake to take in all I faceLife …

I love the sound of breaking ice Under boots on winter sidewalks The crick-crack crunch makes me happy enough, in …

my grandmother made from brown paper bags. We call this ‘upcycling’ today. Treasure conjured from colorful scraps, odds and ends, …

East of the freeway at 42nd and 4th a lone wild turkey forages through sooty snow while my heart stirs aflutter. …

My heart was heavy felt like rain pounding down dimenished to just a grain, then I met a man his …

I recall breaking out of my shell a roaring griffin in a dove’s nest. Then, while taking off with one …