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Daily Archives: April 4, 2022
paprika poem
spring flings in; we twirl and spin between the limbs and dance our -selves silly. the sky’s addicting. maybe we’re high on dandelion fluff. maybe we’ve achoo’d our way to sun. whatever the reason,we’ve decided spicy’s just fine for any scribbledseason. :: It’s Quadrille Monday over at dVerse, and … Continue reading
Posted in dVerse poems, Quadrille
Tagged dandelion fluff, Q44, Quadrille, season poems, seasoning, spicy poems, spring, spring fling, watch your tongue
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promptly percolated
brew your groundsand gulp it down; the poem’s found only in the stain that remains. :: A second offering for:
Erasures
I’ll stop the world and melt with you. – Modern English I. First, you’ll need a parka. Order here. Bundle up, but leave your fingers free. Frostbite is both painful and necessary. II. Now we ponder glaciers – the way they sculpt and carve and … Continue reading
Posted in NaPoWriMo
Tagged awaiting the words, erasures, glaciers, icebergs, poem prompts, prompt poems
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Asking Alice
The white rabbit’s got a point: we’re all late, really, lost our muchness in the suchness of all this sway. The moon’s got a wily way of spooning us our song, hookah’d of a cloudand puffed out loud over tea. See? Drink me says the … Continue reading
this poem is unpunctual, at best
And I couldn’t tell, if anyone here was feeling the way I doBut I’m lonely now, and I don’t know howTo get it back to good– Matchbox Twenty she is approximately 751 days behind the eight ball the last call the deadline that fine line between … Continue reading
Posted in April PAD 2022
Tagged clacking black, late, syllabled skin, this poem poems, writing on writing
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