Monthly Archives: November 2015
. There was something democratic about the waves that lapped the dock like a secret handshake. It can’t be wrong to love the Lake while standing on the other side, all but gone. Remember the taste of frosting clouds? Do … Continue reading
.. Let the day break open like a crooked smile, Let the trees leave their answers in the wind. Let the moon trace her trail like an old friend. Let me be -gin. .. Prompted by Poetic Asides November Chapbook … Continue reading
… two stars granted, i wanted more for you than this fading trail; perhaps a Halley’s comet to lead you home. .. dandelion fluff enchanted, i wished for another tiny spindled thing to make the day sing; realized … Continue reading
.. on be half of those down here, waning, ……..waiting for your full shine, could you possibly wax just a little faster? . Prompted by Poetic Asides November Chapbook Challenge, day 29.
. The murmur -ation began long before we could see feathered things, ………………………….feel wings. ..
, remember? We erased our bars and inhaled the stars and your wish was granted asylum (kingdom, phylum) and we were in the know like Vincent van Gogh. .. Prompted by Poetic Asides November Chapbook Challenge, day 28. … Continue reading
.. give your whirligig a swig, chalk it up to aftershock and watch the auk dive into a curious sea. grab your rucksack bric-a-brac, zodiak and other signs, a flock of shrikes heck-pecking all that that cracker -jack cul-de-sac artichoke … Continue reading
(a shadorma) .. one last strand of sun is spilling through the pines and i am full of turkey, snowy sigh -lence; a slice of time. .. prompted by Poetic Asides November Chapbook Challenge, day 27. … Continue reading
. give her peace. give her contentment. give her simplicity. give her a pen and a song to sing. give her a wandering, a longing, a lost moon to capture as a golden ring. give her the sun’s shine, enough … Continue reading
For the happy heart, life is a continual feast. -Proverbs 15:15 .. today we feast on food, family, and second helpings of laughter. .. prompted by poetic asides november chapbook challenge, day 26.