Found: ation

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She’s back to finding her –ations:
elation
celebration
appreciation
vacation
recreation
exploration
fascination

She’s fond of fondling lie
-bations, loose translations
of unraveled thought caught.

She’s full of vented frustration,
determination; a fool for
punctuation,
capitalization and
syllables slurred soft.

Upon further examination,
she feels the vibration
of all
………..she’s lost.
 


Prompted by Poetic Asides.

 

 

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Lockup

….

She is prisoner
number 0651432;
prison her in, and
mar
-tyr her mind. Call
her crazy, lazy,
lame and chained.

Give her back her child
-hood, her dignity, her self
of steam. Steel her shadow
against a wall with no iron
bars.

Call her a rough char
-acter. Call her diamond
in the rough.
Let her shine,
even in this dark sol
-itary place, this confinement
of soul and mind. Call her daughter.
Call her mother. Call her something
she can love, something other
than this un
-known number.
Call her seer, and
unsee her secret
……..(s)laughter.
 

 


Wordled.

 

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sweet 16

photo 2 copyand going for
………..life.

….

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Grey Council



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cloud consult
-ations will now be considered;
cobble me some semblance of sense
from this clean-slate sky.

You and I have some time
to kill. Let’s contemplate
these sands, stand
at the edge of all this salt
and let all else
fall.

Prompted by PoeWar 31 poems in 31 days, day 17.

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tiramisu

(a shadorma)

.

pick me up,
she says, and you do.
but so much
more to it
than that: edge, layers, center.
life is sweeter, still.

 

..
Prompted by Poetic Asides.

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ocean heart

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it starts with sway,
sand in toes
………………………….and breeze-swept soul.

rim her in salt,
……and whisper-wave her loose
……………………..to sky.

when that moon broods
……………………….by, reminds her
she is waning.

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An Overabundance of Blue

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happy feets
……………………..happy heart

His grace, an ocean.
we’re sinking.

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