Daily Archives: November 17, 2015

haiku for dVerse

  frozen gray sky weeps, waiting still for indigo to unzip the clouds.   ..           Be sure to head over to dVerse and see what Toni has to say about haiku. Very insightful, especially for … Continue reading

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The Futility of Fluttery Fingers

.. Some days ………I sit at these keys for hours, ……only to find they don’t unlock ……………anything at all.   … What do I miss? The ease of writing. The urgency of getting some amazing down on paper before it’s … Continue reading

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Poetry is for the Birds

.. as are all things …of beauty, strength, mystery; all whisperings of murmuration and murder, all gatherings ………of trees and seed ….and song.     . Prompted by Poetic Asides November Chapbook Challenge, day 17. 

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Ode to a Poet Waiting

.. Oh, the anticipation. The itchy fingers and the listening mind. The stirring of coffee, muse and time. Oh, the procrastination. The organization of desk and drawer. The obsession over unfinished chores. Oh, the celebration when a few words kern … Continue reading

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Ode to a Poem with Chapped Lips

.. This poem is parched, too un -starched around the edges to iron out any small thing. It’s never gonna be a book or a song or a bright green meadow or a quiet spring. It’s pouting and peeling, feeling … Continue reading

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Quickly, Now

Crimson Children Perhaps they have stared too long at an unrelenting sun …..a sky scar …………….…-let burn too long.   Three Kisses Left Waiting on an Old Brick Wall When are you coming back to collect ……..the love that she … Continue reading

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