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(As Deep As That Dark Blue Sea) ………….(An American Sentence) .. ::…..We’re sharing salt again, waiting for the sky to solve these too small dreams.…..::
.. here’s the thing: time’s nothing but a spinning kite-top blur, with (out) a string. .. prompted by twiglets number 11. come play!
Golly, but the world’s got a way of arguing itself crazy, yes? .. An American sentence poem for Twiglets number 9.
.. When it comes to grocery shopping, I’m a bona fied full-cart girl. Poetically, not so much: give me 12 items or less, some space, please. Wordy drawn-out sentences present me in southern drawl, chaos crawl. Whitman had his leaves, … Continue reading
.. Strummed by humming rain, a sparrow gathers poems to feather her song. … An American Sentence poem, written for toads.
(an American Sentence poem) . Dig this: the order of the words won’t matter in the end, period. .