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Daily Archives: April 29, 2016
Sky song for a Friday afternoon
Blue is held in heart and chest, stirred by significant breeze, contemplated by clouds. We shroud ourselves in -digo proud, believe ………………..in blur. .. Prompted by Toads.
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Tagged Blue, blue poems, garden with toads prompts, indigo, InstaPoems, picture prompted
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Feeling Like I Could Breathe Again
.. I remember standing on a lawn and watching bats fly out of our attic. I was 3. I remember the little red rims the cinnamon Santa eyes would leave behind when we ate them off of all Gram’s cookies. … Continue reading
going…going…
.. gone girl. gong girl, high on king kong girl, smack that plane right outta the sky. wrong, girl. too long, girl. don’t just run, girl. fly. ..
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Tagged Gone Girl, King Kong, poems for Shawna, Shawna inspiration, shawna word lists, wordplay
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Showing Up on the First Day in Two Different Shoes
.. The automatic coffee maker does its job that morning. The alarm clock, notsomuch. Now in a rush, I carefully choose clothes that say I am a responsible adult, a dependable, reliable soul who will certainly be a major asset … Continue reading
this poem is a happy hazard
… it’s wearing both a caution sign, and a Ha -kuna Matata t-shirt. it has flirted with the idea of getting a tattoo, but it can’t decide between the angel wings or a skull. it’s all define me define me … Continue reading
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Tagged America's Most Wanted, April PAD 2016, caution tape, chalk, Hakuna Matata, iambic, this poem poems
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