Daily Archives: April 12, 2012

(Warning: This is not a poem.) Okay, soooo… Besides the pressure/privilege/pain/pleasure of writing at least one poem a day this month (I’ve been juggling multiple prompts, so it’s been quite a bit more than that), I have also walked gingerly … Continue reading →

Oh…I go la la lu, …………………via day or true tempo. Who may they see, …..lenses in moving lace? For airy day, my pencil melts, extends and ……….when help is on the way ………………………..I own later; meant to. ……………………….I see …………………………………..in … Continue reading →

Unleash this beast, immortal pen Uncap its mouth, begin again And deep within, dark heartbeat drums As something written this way comes. It gnashes jaw and pierces phrase It carves its cleft and claws for praise As thoughts are thread … Continue reading →

she is platypal ………………….webbed but un -winged fur for feathers                                      semi-aquatic night …………………dweller. …………………………………………………………………………………………identity crisis pending.

…………You can’t ………………..squeeze blood ……………from a turnip ………………………………her mama said. She tried anyway. …………………………Stones ………………………………didn’t work ……………………….either. ……………………………………………………….Until she figured out how to throw them.  

Hold your own heart. It’s all you’ve got. Wrap it in gossamer, spider silk, tears. Tie ribbons to fragile chambers, and anchor them to hope. Raise your own hand. Nobody else is going to stand up for what you know … Continue reading →