Category Archives: moon poems

Aubade for the A.M.

Posted on June 19, 2017 by

… Morning breaches too soon, and the moon bids us farewell. That tangerine swell from the east says night has fallen to the other side, pried its dark hands from this horizon. We sway north, question our own salt, and … Continue reading →

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Dragon Moon

Posted on June 1, 2017 by

.. She’s a white curl snarl of bright stone, shone in fire and song. We watch her tail turn black, wane smudge into this talon-punctured scrim. She swims across the inky ocean, curved into her own dark flank. She’s listening … Continue reading →

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fiddle moon

Posted on May 28, 2017 by

    play magnetic poetry here.   

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Night Bane

Posted on May 25, 2017 by

“I’m the thing monsters have nightmares about.” – Buffy the Vampire Slayer  .. Do monsters dream? A swirl of stakes and garlic and revealing mirrors and silver bullets? Are talons sharpened on the wool of counted sheep? Howl at that … Continue reading →

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Mr. Fixit Tries to Spackle the Moon

Posted on May 24, 2017 by

.. Too soon, he realizes it’s use -less; she’s born …….too many scars. And besides, she’s shrinking again. Waning until she’s weightless, wantless, willed and whiled to sky. Ask him why he keeps at it, and he’ll tell you this: … Continue reading →

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Manchester, and More

Posted on May 23, 2017 by

.. The world is aching again, like a rotten tooth. I long for silence and the calm dry wash of a brighter ……….moon.   .. twiglet #25.  

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Tire Tracks & New Trips

Posted on May 21, 2017 by

She only gets three days to sing her …………..shine, send a message to a chalk-trace moon; run loose these stilted lines, this flimsy wonder. wordled. 

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