The poetry of Peggy Carter

Elegy

When I lie
dying
play this song

the music
summons

the road
stretches away

they ease
my
crossing
onto that dim
shore

Your hand
will forever
caress
my
cheek.

 

 

 

Birds Fly

Trees wave in evening’s
breeze
while
my heart weeps

I fight for calm
the music fills
my blood
and I grow tranquil…
In the
red flood –

where have the birds gone


Peggy Carter is a 74 year old wife, mother, grandmother, retired RN and of course, poet. Many workshops have brought her to this place. Her life experiences form the platform for her poetry. And she has found inspiration in her daily rounds. She  has been published in Bellowing Ark, Decanto, The Stray  Branch, Crooked Teeth Literary Magazine, Red Fez, Black Poppy Review, Poppy Road Review  and several anthologies.

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