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Tag Archives: ice
Greetings from a Distant Sighing Sky
Ah, love.The world’s insane. Wish me a dandelion kite,a storm of ice, a startled star-ling murmured twice. Worrystone this warm butterscotchcandy sun untilthe sweetest edges begin to fray,then build me a bold bright moonto light our way. :: It’s Quadrille … Continue reading
Posted in Quadrille
Tagged dandelion poems, ice, moon poems, moon stones, murmuration, Q44, Quadrille, sky poems, stars, storms, wishes, worrystone sun
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inking in thirds
We find ourselves at winter’s center, speaking in snowflakes to a frozen-faced moon. Photo and prompt from over at inking in thirds.
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged breathing in three lines, ice, inking in thirds, snow, tiny poems, winter
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