Category Archives: Quadrille
Quadrille #2. Come play! Play magnetic poetry here.
Even After All this time The Sun never says to the Earth, “You owe me.” Look What happens With a love like that, It lights the whole sky. ― Hafiz .. … We wonder if we’ll ever get the hang of … Continue reading
And that full fierce moon is rising again, untying again, setting herself loose, a balloon unstringed. She’s got a whole new helium-heck of hallowed …………………..(waning) reasons why , and those trees are setting their limbs for (l)eavesdropping, finding new space … Continue reading
.. i just don’t wanna play today (no way), just wanna sit on my bum and say (oh, hey!) let’s build a blankey fort and doodle away some time, … Continue reading
this is no garden place, these terra cotta hills and mountain face. she aches for blue beyond this sky, some rainbow’d why. but still she finds a slip of pink to fuel her ink; a bramble of crimson, that golden … Continue reading
she wishes she could fix her muse, air her out in clothes-pinned sunshine, breeze away these blues. perhaps she’ll braid her through dragonclouds or button her to the moon. here, won’t you glue her brittle-broken pieces, shake them loose, fasten … Continue reading
.. a small stirring in the slow hollows of her bones. a hallowed breath of broken wayward shaken sky. a sigh. a song. the long long stretch of day. a freckled thought that says she is ungrowing. a fraction caught … Continue reading
, I am taking off my shoes and standing barefoot at the edge of it all once again, shouting nonsense-something to my echo-self and asking her to keep me company, fill this lonely void with laughter’s roar until the … Continue reading
go ahead, please. keep the world at bay while i bray at this moon. the sky’s got a crazy way of healing me at center, a tune that’s set to stun – the only one that can uncrumple my petaled … Continue reading
A second Quadrille offering, created at magnetic poetry.