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The Case of the Threaded Honeybee Elm-Embattled BrabbleWave

… Pluck every petal (don’t stop til you get to the center), and you’ll see the deal: The buzzies are busy bickering over the allure of roses, the favored fragrance of free ……….-sia. They’re responding to the wisdom of reluctant … Continue reading

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Closing Time

.. So a strophe and a spondee walk into a bar, and order a round (-elay).Bartender deals them up a couple of rum -bled phrases, heads to the back to crack open another case of beer and a jar of … Continue reading

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Riposte for a Curious Sky

.. What is it we have learned from pebbled songs? Simply this: We are word warriors forming sacred battle lines just in (case)time for our brokenness to find a place to feel (g)rounde(d);lay its small unquiet secrets. We have a … Continue reading

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the reluctant ripple of small stones on capillary waves

{surface tension}   .. what is it we have learned from pebbled songs? see how they break the skin of this Lake, take a moment to disturb, displace the norm, ………………..create …………………small ………………..unquiet …………………storms.   .. Poetic Asides April PAD … Continue reading

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Title Wave

We tried to tell you the storm ………….was coming, that these phrases have been arranging their kin and ken in kingdom, phylum, class …….-ified order for weeks. In case you’re wondering, they’re here, and they’ve brought whirl ……………..-wind reinforcements. Have … Continue reading

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This here’s the story of a girl.

(an ovillejo aubade) .. She borrowed light of moon …………too soon to hold the stars above …………with love. And by the break of dawn, …………she’s gone. But in her parting song, you’ll find a hidden line that holds you just … Continue reading

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RE:Spondees

.. So a strophe and a spondee walk into a bar (all widdershins & collywobbles); and the dactyl’s all like, Iamb thirsty, and the other two know just what to do, so they get ’im a drink to ghazal. (And … Continue reading

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Asymptotes (of a Hyperbola)

… There’s a logarithm to it all (this poem) , the way it hums in hush -hushphrase and caves to the temptations of sacred page battles and flesh and blood (sweat, tears). It took this poem years to (over)come to … Continue reading

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Un(in)formed Poem  

.. I want no feet. No beat. No stanza’d streets to stomp or romp in name of rhythm, rhyme or silly-abic time. Iamb what iamb. Un -versed, unrehearsed, un -refrained. I’m trynna start a re -volta. Wanna come? Oh, hai … Continue reading

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That I Might (Not) Be a Trochee,

.. I am wearing my most significant scales, an anti …………{love} -poem, unformed. A snap -dragon(fly). An elm. The helm of a whispered ship, …………………..a tintype moon. Soon, you will see that I cannot stop the quiet casings of these … Continue reading

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