Tag Archives: Garden with Toads

The Land of Un(Sleep)

.. The clock is ticking (me off) again, tocking too loud again, clicking and clocking the hours lost. The moon is mocking my lack of sleep, my uncounted sheep, the tilted cost of thinking too hard at 2am. I, too, … Continue reading

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Night Bane

“I’m the thing monsters have nightmares about.” – Buffy the Vampire Slayer  .. Do monsters dream? A swirl of stakes and garlic and revealing mirrors and silver bullets? Are talons sharpened on the wool of counted sheep? Howl at that … Continue reading

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pen-ultimat(um)s

… perhaps, this is (definitelyprobablymaybe) the second to last (to last to last) ………………(too fast) poem i shall ever pen , she tells herself. ……………………..and laughs.     .. prompted by toads.       

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Pickup, Aisle 2

… She was really only there for peaches. But still, she fell – melon ……..over …Man ………..-olos. .. prompted by toads. Also a fun older shoe poem here.   

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Poemriah

I lie to myself all the time. But I never believe me. – The Outsiders, S.E. Hinton  .. Looking in {again} , I wonder just how long it’s been {no doubt} since I was on the inside, looking out. . … Continue reading

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Strutting His Stuff

.. He’s all that and that bag of chips, one for his shoulder and one for his bright-eyed tail. He’s turquoise and turned, poised and ready for his runway show, decked out in his finest feathered trails. He’s pride and … Continue reading

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snails with swords

medieval manuscript marginalia      … when the …….s     l     o     w sluggasluggaslugga of life leaves them wanting to slough off their shells, they take up sword and shield, coat of arms for one with none. she {poet, holding feathered … Continue reading

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swearing by flowers

  …. since i have decided to make syntax part of the fabric of my kisses, misses, bliss, i am far happier here ………….(each petal a tear.)   .. Prompted by toads. You’ll find the poem that inspired it here.  … Continue reading

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Over.Under.Through. {How do you do?}

(Her Prepositional Phrase Phase)   .. She’s been over easy -worked the rainbow herself the line. She’s been under age suspicion lack of supervision the influence the gun and his tyrannical thumb. She’s been through divorce childbirth loss fear the … Continue reading

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Somewhere in the City

{An American sentence}    Streetlamp solely sees them: lovers enfold, only raindrops between them.     .. Prompted by toads. 

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