Tea, and Stars

There’s a chai sky
brewing, stewing in its
own bright stir. She whirls,
stretches long
against a sugar cube
moon and raises
to tell her deepest stories,
to spell herself in shards,
to allow these aching leaves
some more steep
-led song.


Mish has an awesome word for us for today’s Quadrille over at dVerse. Come play! 


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inking in threes


She begins the day with a cup, a word,
a dream stirred; breathes her self
-of steam.



written for ink in thirds

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She sheds her sky
to begin, and reassembles herself



She gives the moon a shattered star
with lips of wax

………………………….and wane.




Prompted by Lil’s Poetics over at dVerse, and todays twiglet





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inking in thirds

We find ourselves at winter’s center,
speaking in snowflakes
to a frozen-faced moon.



Photo and prompt from over at inking in thirds


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Fessin’ Up

I am still waiting for the moon
to find her own light. I mean,

she can’t just lie there like a
mirror forever, can she? Can I

please hold something in my
hands that might not wane?

If I rip myself open, hold these
inky veins out to an indifferent

sky, will I understand the stars?
This is me, unpeeled. Revealed

in scattered lines. A revolution
of sighs and silence. A slightly

broken smile. A quiet chance.
Fingers frozen by wings of doubt

and drought. Also, this: I should
never have asked you to dance.


Anmol over at dVerse posted an incredibly well researched prompt that I have been trying to get back to since Tuesday. Check it out. 

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What She’s Got


much more than what’s
on her back, gettin’ back
on track sometime next
summer, perhaps.

A song in her heart and
an upturned, grateful face;
anticipation of sunrise,
and other graffiti’d grace.


Prompted by Poetic Asides





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folding, fitted


morning. i am still
listening to the moon.

when we cannot find the day’s center,
we change the sheets,

create a ballooned fort of warmth
and clothes-pinned sun.

nothing else is solvable
or solvent, perhaps.

but we marvel in percale perfection,
crisp beige corners.


A second offering for this week’s Quadrille. Also shared over at twiglets. What’s a twiglet? Come and see! 









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