Monthly Archives: March 2014

Mockingbird

(a Gargleblaster/We Write Poems Wordle Mashup) . .. You sigh to sky, swearing melting blue wind will smile us whole again. Me? I rain stars, tease teacake islands too high to palm; churches of bright rain, bread, madness. This pin-pricked … Continue reading

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Planting Dandelions

Royalty free photo credit here. .. .. Root me deep, with growl of heaven held low in throat, heal -ing heart melded, mending time. Sow hope in hallowed rows, shivering in sun -light and burst of why. ……….Plan ahead. Pack … Continue reading

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Whisper Me

something I can use, Love. Some quiet phrase past silence, stun or sting. There are things we kept secret after         ……….(long after) we thought our cheeks would burst, or hearts would bust, as we longed to thrust them into the … Continue reading

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Gerbera

Royalty free image credit here.     Golden lashes, gathered hem; standing on defiant stem. Rising from the garden floor, petaled lion gives spring ……….        roar.     . Written for Toads.  

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Depth Perception

.. Her name is . ink …….-ling, amp ……….-liflication, . …….dis ……….-soc   I   ated pen ……-umbra, . imp ……-ulse, ….-precise trigger …………..under ………(dis) ……guise of frail phrase ……….fetish; …..primitive bound …….-aries .de ……..-flected.   . Written for Toads.  

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Om

Om… Om… Today I’ve got no Poem… Om… Om…

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Butterflies

. If she opens her mouth, they might just fly out, all flibbertigibbets with phrase, and flight. Hold on to her knees, and you might feel the bees she’s got swarming through her veins. Bating breath, she’s twitchily de -bating: … Continue reading

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Omne Trium Perfectum

.. Three sheets: To the wind we tender faith, hope, love. To the fates we tumble mind, body, soul; toss rock, scissors, ………paper at fear. On ivory shore we spill blood, sweat, tears . ………………….ink.   . Written for the … Continue reading

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Bald is Beautiful

. He says it like both a punch -line and a mantra, like he means for it to define him instead of the other thing. He smiles a lot now, more than he used to even, as if to curl … Continue reading

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On Staring Directly at the Sun

.. She’s let the light in before, stored it in pockets and tiny boxes for a rainy day. She’s swayed in its song, along seashores and lakeside, be -lieved in the magic of its arrivals and departures. She’s busied her … Continue reading

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