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Category Archives: NaPoWriMo
anyone’s any was all to her
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
Posted in NaPoWriMo
Tagged cento, Cento from poems by E.E. Cummings, E.E. Cummings, since feeling is first
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birthrights
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
Posted in NaPoWriMo
Tagged blessings and curses, curious tongue, curse words, empath, gifted at birth, inky fingers, too-big heart
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giggle bliss
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. 😉
Posted in NaPoWriMo
Tagged ain't nobody got time for that today, concrete poems, magnetic poetry, shapes, shaping poems
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Architecture
(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
Posted in NaPoWriMo
Tagged alphabet architecture, alphabet poems, Braille, duplex sonnet, keys, keys and spaces, writing on writing
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Epic S(i)mile
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
Posted in NaPoWriMo
Tagged crescent, epic simile, gibbous, Homeric Simile, lunacy, moon, simile, smile, wax and wane
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The Mermaid Maiden of the Mojave
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
Posted in mermaid poems, NaPoWriMo
Tagged Aisling, creosote, desert mermaid, foreign forms, mermaid poems, rain
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Snap Dragons
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
Posted in NaPoWriMo
Tagged buckle, fashion, fashioned after another poet, fasteners, here there be dragons, oh snap, snap, snap crackle and pop, snapdragons, zipper
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repeat, after me
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.
Posted in NaPoWriMo
Tagged divorce, I do, ibid, past life poems, repeating, repetition, vows, whew
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