Daily Archives: February 8, 2017

all the space that remains

.. : …..a silver moonsmile; ……………….the stubble of stars.   ..   .. Prompted by Poets United. Come play!       

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This Poem Can’t Be Much

.. This poem is a soft-shelled crab, the drab and unadorned way the world sighs just before a storm. It can’t be dry -cleaned, or steamed or hung on a line. It won’t be patient with your heart, or your … Continue reading

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