19 Responses to Telltale Bookstore Sisterhood

  1. I just knew would do it… yes and the glistening wheelbarrow is perfect… wonderful De.

  2. annell4 says:

    I love each line, each words…I love it all!

  3. Marian says:

    The best! Too uh-POE-priate 🙂

  4. bumbershoot moon? that’s a new one to me. glad you had so much fun!

  5. abarn003 says:

    This is fantastic! I had so much fun reading it!

  6. Nothing could be “more uh-Poe-priate”, nothing at all. I always love what you do with sounds and word placement. Your poems have a blast reading themselves in my head, and I enjoy that very much. Such bun! ♥

  7. Snakypoet (Rosemary Nissen-Wade) says:

    Oh, love love love!

  8. Sanaa Rizvi says:

    This is absolutely wonderful De ❤ ❤ especially love "thunderbolt kisses you can only
    measure in tea-spoons." Beautifully penned 🙂

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

  9. I love to read you, de!! So much to love and so much truth about that tea and honey! 🙂

  10. ManicDdaily says:

    Just terrific. Your poem is certainly fun. Thanks. K.

  11. So many gems sparkle in this refreshing ‘monologue’. I could imagine 3 voices – maybe like the 3 Fates – one very young, one mid and one old – voicing these words as one voice. So begging for a stage and a spotlight.

  12. M says:

    we never do ~

  13. othermary says:

    Hahaha – that’s delightful! I want to be part of this sisterhood. I love the little ‘hallos’ to Cummins and Poe and others.

  14. tsdwords says:

    You nailed it again my poetic sister! Wheels up, we are flying. 🙂

  15. hedgewitch says:

    Really a fun romp through the bookcovers that also holds a lot of heavy content–encyclopedia-style. A graceful and limber poem with lively lines and jumping rhythms, and perfectly compounded words. I especially liked the stanza beginning: “We’re your keyword phrase…”

  16. Kerry O'Connor says:

    A standing ovation from me! This is an amazing smorgasbord of delightful words and phrases, and the parentheses are the dessert.

  17. shawna says:

    That ending … you are hella clever, girl.

    “boldfaced lyres” … This is what really did it for me. And yes, I do, get it all. From our hearts being hidden under the floorboards, their pretend-beating being louder and stronger than their physical-beating, to the innuendo throughout, to the ending, which is about how we never really say goodbye … or learn.

  18. Shawna says:

    I’m so glad my fingers are waywardly click-happy these days, because they brought me here.

    Crazy amazing poem, De.

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