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Monthly Archives: September 2016
Throwing Stones
… i Shouldn’t, really. (Glass houses and all that C R A S H -ability.) ii Skip it. Long and low, across the waves, (or whatever saves you from the rest of the storm.) iii The one that … Continue reading
pen, {de:constructed}
you try to tell yourself the things you try to tell yourself to make yourself forget… – Counting Crows i. -sieve. it’s a sieve. it leaves behind the ashes and brings the fire. it stills; it st(r)ains. ii. sword. … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged Counting Crows quotes, cubism, dVerse, pen, penchant, pendulum, pensive, sieve, smudge, sword, Wallace Stevens
36 Comments
mushroom faerie
play magnetic poetry here.
Posted in magnetic poetry, moon poems
Tagged faeries, magnetic poetry, moon poems, mushrooms, poetical magnetism, quiet, trippin', winter stone
4 Comments
{Of words, and eggs}
Photo by Emily Blincoe … Perhaps they (the words, the eggs) crave ……..(kingdom, phylum, class,) order in some fiber of their being: shell, albumin, yolk. Or maybe they (these words, those eggs) enjoy the way we like them … Continue reading
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Tagged dVerse, eggs, ekphrastic, Emily Blincoe, howl, object poems, Poetics, scrambled, sneeze, twisted sister, words, writing on writing
23 Comments
Politicked off
{a pity party} ..… There’s no debating: just a bunch of persuading, degrading berating lie-trading evading and unbraiding of truth. They’re casting stones from golden thrones and I just find it all too absurd. I’ll be casting my cares … Continue reading
I Aim, too, please.
.. Brush up on your smile and stay awhile. Today, we’ve just gotta flossum and jet some. ..
i cloud go on.
… i am cirrus -ly fluffy and ready to alto my nimbo way past this stratus -fear. ..
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged altostratus, atmosphere, cirrostratus, cirrus, clouds, clouds are cool, fears, nimbostratus, something Shawna said, today sucks
1 Comment
Go, Ogle
… Gia walks these gemstone streets, a Gemini uncoupled. Break her open and you’ll find her elbow’s broken but her (searching) soul’s anew. She’s an ogre in indigo jeans, and she means well when she says Jell-O is the best … Continue reading
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Tagged Gemini, goo, indigo, shawna word lists, there's always room for Jell-O, wish you were here
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A Chair, a Stair and a Half-Eaten Éclair
.. The preacher’s got another story for us, girl. One where the truth is un -leashed, creased down the middle and unfolded on a (four-and-twenty blackbird) golden throne. Rapunzel’s there, and she’s unlocked, brushing up on her blond phonics … Continue reading