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Category Archives: NaPoWriMo
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart: when you sing in your whisky voice when the world is mud-luscious, the little bird by snow and stir by stillwhen the world is puddle-wonderful he sang his didn’t he danced his did. … Continue reading
a faithful family. a good map jaunt. her dad’s green eyes. her mama’s smile. the firmest of foundations. a fair shake, a good start. butsometimes she carries her gifts like burdens,small curse words on curious tongue: fingers that crave ink,and a two-sizes-too-big … Continue reading
A “concrete” poem for NaPoWriMo, day 28. I LOVE concrete poems, but have neither the time nor knowledge today to make one on WordPress or a Word doc. This, this…a magnetic poetry offering, screenshot. 😉
(a sonnet variation called a “duplex”) :: I am a swirling alphabet storm. Nobody knows the order of this chaos. The order of chaos is unknown, even to me. The key is making sense of all the spaces in between. The … Continue reading
Yours is as that crescent moon broken open for a star-freckled waiting sky. Like a golden river flowing through the black of night,the sacred borrowed light of sun. You’ve spun-sugar waxed me giddy-gibbous into risen glee. You grin, and I’m robed in lunacy. ::Day 26 … Continue reading
She comes in finand fire, a dust cloud of reality and a wave of want. A siren song with creosote roots.A tail spangled in crushed crimson stone. She comes alone, but I know there must be more, and some oasis where they all might swim. … Continue reading
We tried giving them buttons,but they melted those in no time. The zippers were a disaster, as they already had enough teeth. Buckles were troubleand lace ties were – no surprise – not much help, either. The brooches looked ridiculous. Pins seemed promising until they didn’t. And so just like thatwe allowed them to snap. … Continue reading
in 1990, we said “i do.” you didn’t. i did. for several years i vowed to lie here another day.to make you stay. to make you pay. to get away. ibid. ibid. ibid. :: Day 22 for NaPoWriMo.