Monthly Archives: February 2018

Hourglasses and Sanctuaries

  Prayer , a grain of sand in the sea. Unless your hands are quarreling yourself possible, form something. ……………Begin. Keep silent.   Prompted by day 13 of Grace’s 28 Days of Self Love challenge. This is a blackout poem, … Continue reading

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a little whoosh or swish

.. her heart speaks to the world in syllables, small murmurs of sound ground up with (rock)salt. if she’s curled a whisper ’round that shimmer-moon, it’s to poem -bounce the world into a leaping of hearts, a crunch of soul. … Continue reading

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of starlings, starts and stars

.. murmur me something in hungry ear; some -(n)ation of flock, and flight. some just-right square for be -ginnings. of significant light. twinkle in some small spin of silence. some mirth of mind. somewhere to find myself steeped in ink-sanity … Continue reading

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the hair and there of it

A shape poem for Grace’s 28 Days of Self Love challenge, day 11. Come play! And play magnetic poetry here. 

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Upward-Facing Poet

There once was a girl who wore braids even when they all said act your age! And she donned yoga pants just to give peace a chance while she sat still and pressed words to page. .. Grace has us … Continue reading

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Sometimes Tuesday’s Poems Tumble {into Friday}

  … It’s noisy in here ……….{my head} , this place of scattered at -most -fear and sometimes dread. I’m airing out my poems now, clean fresh sheets in the sun… sky finally full of sound words spoken, days undone. … Continue reading

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False Alarms & Tired Capes

.. I thought maybe the sky was falling but it turned out to just be Chicken Little and his curious squawk, but all that talk of end of days has me thinking it’s time for some new ………………..{songs} …..heroes. .. … Continue reading

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Wonder in Indigo & Ebony

  There’s a black smudge in a skeletal tree telling me secrets, in song. There’s a busy leaf, capturing breeze. The sky is that particular shade of blue that just makes my heart happy for no other reason than blue … Continue reading

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Intricate Storms

Photo credit: Abby Jackson (age 14)  .. For after all, the best thing one can do when it is raining is let it rain. —Henry Wadsworth Longfellow You sent abundant rain, O God, to refresh the weary land. Psalm 68:9  .. … Continue reading

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(th)inking in thirds

She watches the sky swirl the same old songs. The stars are needle points, and the band plays on.     .. For ink in thirds thursdays. Come play! 

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