Tag Archives: April PAD 2019

Patter

{for the rain, with its ‘such small hands’}   .. It matters what we said between these droplets, before the storm before that violent sky cracked open before the thunder stole our voice. We held pools, lakes, oceans in hesitant … Continue reading

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lone poem

  get this poem a mask, ………(a cask of wine) a horse and a faithful friend to ride with along these canyon skies. get her a holster to hold her pistoled phrase, a white hat to hang when the day … Continue reading

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just a lone poem

  ……………………………………………………,  ……………………………………………………plowing snow, finding her way ……………………………………………………………………………………..through the storm.     :: In April, we poem. It’s what we do.     

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{in which she attempts to define love and hate in 17 syllables each}

{…while holding her breath until morning} ::   Love’s got a quiet star tongue, st(r)ung bright in an infinite hum-hope-sky. Hate holds too much fire in its own belly; wastes its breath on fear, and sting.   ::   .. … Continue reading

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delinquent daisies

    stupid falling petals lie at her feet, tell her she’s unloved.   .. In April, we poem. A lot.     

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this passion for pages

  .. again today, she is plowing through white paper snow on a pony named poem. .. In April, we poem.       

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