Tag Archives: dVerse

Belladonna Moon

… She makes us swoon, poised and poison in her hemlock sky. She’s got spies, these night -shade stars, sending them falling, calling each other into the dark. Did we spark their conversations with our foxglove stares? The fragile lairs … Continue reading

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Holding the River in Unquiet Hands

{Aubade for a Softer Sunrise} . Shattered, we slow our hearts and let dawn’s waves wash over, taking with them our deepest wants and fears, but not the ability to call them back, or make them stay gone. Falling moon … Continue reading

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How She Got It Back

… She just put on her little Miss Grooooovy two-shoes and danced the indigo blues to a southern sky. And oh, my did that sun ever shimmy-sway …s    h    i    n    e ……………just fine.   .. … Continue reading

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Come Again, and Soon

.. We woo that wild and wily moon, ask her to stay. Her visits are brilliant, short, and waning. We whine. Try to wine and dine her with burgundy clouds, ebony scrim. She turns in her dark dress, golden tresses … Continue reading

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De-cember Begins

November was crunch time and she got pooped of poppingoutpoems, so she took a few days to breathe, believe in the magic of Christmas coming, her heart thrumming to little boys drumming to a baby king. Now all that’s left … Continue reading

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two ghost moon girls, clad only in snow and silence

… we dance in bubbled skin, gossamer-grin shimmered strong; twist all day long with clouds. spill loud. we giggle, spring-drizzle our storm-bliss on hungry tongues; spice sky with jars of whisper. kiss dawn. we’re (wanted) haunted shadow-souls breathed brilliant blue … Continue reading

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spicing the moon

tonight she’s all cinnamon-simmer, a saffron-shimmer in a cardamom sky. melt her center, spent. bent towards some semblance of jazz -mine grace, her face a swollen slice of stolen nutmeg pie. sprinkle her in crater -cradled stars. sp(l)ice her soul … Continue reading

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If The Earth Stands Still, I Will Know No More Than This.

There is really nothing you must be and there is nothing you must do. There is really nothing you must have and there is nothing you must know. There is really nothing you must become. However, it helps to understand … Continue reading

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When Towers Fall

… , we wonder if we’ll ever touch the sky, if the free we know will fade like smoke against this scorched land. If the brave will still stand, and we among them. If the heroes will still come, and … Continue reading

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free

… -fall: she makes her self (invisible) (invincible) (indivisible) impossibly small. curls into the sly smile of that wily harvest moon. rides out the storm by counting stars. carves her name in songs without a sound. flying, she is frozen. … Continue reading

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