Tag Archives: 28 days

Mirror Me a Moon

Ask her to hold back those tides, allow me a little slumber, a little folding of the hands, a wane from these skies. She’s borrowing light again, and so am I, steadfast and longing. A tiny slice of lemon in … Continue reading

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ask her who she is, she’ll tell you

She is as moon, and does not hold her own full light; still, sometimes, she shines. An American Sentence poem for Day 22 for Grace’s 28 Days of Self Love. 

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a balancing of stones

  she’s precariously held by wayward sky. Day 21 of Grace’s 28 Days of Self Love. In honor of actual self love, I’m not even gonna try to get caught up (took a fun long weekend off to spend with besties.) I’m simply gonna … Continue reading

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So she’s holding herself together with both arms

, Because stuff wants to fall out. Worries, and fears and all the nonsense of life. Because if she pulls her arms tight (just right), it all stays in. Impossible stardust, contained in cloud. Scatterings of tired brain, not said … Continue reading

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Hourglasses and Sanctuaries

  Prayer , a grain of sand in the sea. Unless your hands are quarreling yourself possible, form something. ……………Begin. Keep silent.   Prompted by day 13 of Grace’s 28 Days of Self Love challenge. This is a blackout poem, … Continue reading

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Wonder in Indigo & Ebony

  There’s a black smudge in a skeletal tree telling me secrets, in song. There’s a busy leaf, capturing breeze. The sky is that particular shade of blue that just makes my heart happy for no other reason than blue … Continue reading

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Smashed Word Broken

let all go – the big small middling tall bigger really the biggest and all things – let all go dear so comes love – E.E. Cummings   .. I am shedding my old skins again. Onion to apple, just … Continue reading

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Thrum

I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am. – Sylvia Plath .. I am a flicker of phrase in a curious jar. Firefly waiting. I am quiet lightning, … Continue reading

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forgiveness

  it’s just me and the moon, forgiving ourselves for dark words whispered     Grace’s 28 days of self-love, day 5.     

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breathe.

… I stretch my own dark limbs ………..to match the shadow ….skeletons of trees.   .. For our 28 Days of Self Care challenge today, Grace has us breathing intentionally, and playing with haiku or senryu. 

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