Rita L. Sev : Writing

Confession

Confession

A Poem by Rita L. Sev


We are all guilty!
Masterpiece

Masterpiece

A Poem by Rita L. Sev


If you wish to make an apple pie from scratch, you must first invent the universe. - Carl Sagan
One Single Grain of Sand

One Single Grain of Sand

A Poem by Rita L. Sev


In the grand scheme of things, it can only mean squat.
My Mother's Hands

My Mother's Hands

A Poem by Rita L. Sev


Happy Mother's Day
Locked Out

Locked Out

A Poem by Rita L. Sev


There is no key
Indeed, a Rising Sun

Indeed, a Rising Sun

A Poem by Rita L. Sev


A little piece of history
Dance Floor

Dance Floor

A Poem by Rita L. Sev


The best place to go.
Neighborhood Walk

Neighborhood Walk

A Poem by Rita L. Sev


Took a stroll this evening
Honeysuckle Memories

Honeysuckle Memories

A Poem by Rita L. Sev


Always sweet
Recipe

Recipe

A Poem by Rita L. Sev


Mangia!