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Monthly Archives: May 2019
i’ll be brief
.. cuz my belief is pithy’s nifty. i’ll be quick, just one fast flick of pen and wrist. oh, i’ll be brisk. just one last tryst. small words, my bliss. ..
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smallish dragons in boxer shorts
we’re happy to report that though they snap and snort, they’re all smoke and they keep it short. … Written for Poetic Asides.
Posted in dragon poems
Tagged boxer shorts, briefs, dragon poems, here there be dragons, keeping it brief, smallish dragons, tiny poems
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Seuss
He loosed my muse from hair to shoes , gave me the will for wubulous whim and star-bellied glee. He had the Rx for making a mess of noun-sies and verb-ootles. He gifted me with oodles and oodles of ways … Continue reading
Theory of Nothing Whatsoever
.. We chase the algorithms of the breeze, form a premise for the gibbous moon. Speculate upon her glow. We have formed a hypothesis or two, or three, about these shattered scattered stars. We can wax forth eloquent and strange … Continue reading
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Tagged dance, dVerse, moon, moon poems, much ado about Nothing, Nothing, sunrise, theory, tutus, wearing tutus with Shawna
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standing in the middle of all this deep dark sky
, the world comes at us, fast and fierce and long and loud. we lower our voices, raise our (s)words. ..
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Tagged for my Shawna, pen is mightier, poems for Shawna, raising (s)words, swords, words, writing on writing
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Weapons of Mass Distraction
Shiny object, laundry pile, random pic to make her smile. Running squirrel or wayward breeze, playin’ puppy, ruffled trees. Dirty dishes, diapers, kids; Tupperware…can’t find the lids. Kitten purr and yummy snacks, legos loose in stacks and stacks. Online news … Continue reading
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Tagged am writing, distraction, happy distractions, kittens, procrastination, puppies, trees and breeze, Writing, writing on writing
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Weapons of Math Destruction
Place a + in there, all devil -may-care, and you’ll add a little sumthin’. How many x does it take to multiply the love we break to nothin’? Give a – some room, and boom!you’ll subtract the things we need … Continue reading
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Tagged algebra arsenal, all things being equal, derision, division, math destruction, math poems, weapons
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pretty how towns
we find ourselves (insideout, downside -up), in those places where anyone might call us (sunmoonstarsrain) crazy. tomorrow’s hazy, is it not? we’re daisy-chained, wind-caught, so why not? let’s hitch up our horses our heels our frowns , and take that … Continue reading
she runs
… {just one} mostly more, but never in a row. she knows she’ll never be a marathon girl or a speed queen, but she’s seen her strong legs fly, and listened to her lungs sing impossible air. .. Written … Continue reading →