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Daily Archives: March 14, 2017
shedragon shenanigans
she crimson-rips open the waiting sky with her one tendril of desire :: rushing water, whirling fire. .. Twiglet #15.
Posted in dragon poems, twiglets
Tagged here there be dragons, she dragons, shenanigans, sky songs
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Dragon Dance Journey
.. Lull her soft with bubblegum grin and giggle-ghost breath. She breeze-leaves a cloud of spark and shadow, whisper-twist. Springspill her shimmer to a melted dawn sky, a moonscar curly-cued over open horizon. Green leaves of fire. Heartskip. Her sun’s … Continue reading
Spring, (Foreword)
I. See, here’s the thing: winter’s got a way of freezing time. Sum (12) II. –mer’s somethin’ else entire(less)ly. (4) III. Fall makes herself tumble-bumble known in leavings. Enter (8) IV. Spring. She’s got a thing for flowers, and … Continue reading
Tilt-a-Whirl Girl
… The sky’s gone the color of cotton candy kissable lips and French twist bliss, and she is all but top of the Ferris wheel spun. Fun -house fallen, trick mirrors and ………………..all. … Lill’s taking us for a … Continue reading
Posted in dVerse poems
Tagged cotton candy, fair, fairgrounds, Ferris wheel, girl poems, grounds for fair play, tilt-a-whirl
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