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Effects

.. If a caterpillar wishes (upon dandelion fluff, fallen star) to become a butterfly, to flutter her wings (just so), will a tsunami drown thousands? will a tornado torture a town? will you walk through that door?   .. Prompted … Continue reading

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Spell, Bound

Come, sit a spell in the citadel and help me coral (core all) my syll- a -bulls. Dey got sharp horns (and harps, shorn) and dey songs is harm, Mon -(s)izing up all this strange. You got a pair, a … Continue reading

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alternate realities

.. the moon’s a balloon full of pretty people, sliding faces st(r)ung by stars. the sun’s the one we painted that day we had orange joy to spare.   .. Written for Toads.     

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just a minute; one more cup

.. there is no allegro ……in me today; only the adagio slow of words sipped, ………….slipped low through lingered ………………languid lips.   .. Written for Toads, Play It Again, for Laurie’s awesome “minute poem” allegro prompt. 

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flower and fly

“I morphed from a fly to a flower to a butterfly, which is like a combination flower and fly. I thought I was in love, but I was merely asleep.”  – Jarod Kintz, Xazaqazax . these petal -led days are … Continue reading

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Dance Party of One

. Whew. Got me plenty of sweaty glee and a bum knee and the 1-2-3 of my own heart -beat. True or false: my current pulse rate is pounding to the surface, my co -ordinates are un- and my energy’s … Continue reading

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Charting Hearts without the Benefit of Stars

  Written for Toads.

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blue

… do you know the sway of indigo song, the stained-glass mirror of silence? there’s a pleading sea in every heartbeat, a quiet stone still un -known. cup your hands around the face of water; winter your own tears. ask … Continue reading

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Considering Lilies

Please, don’t point your weapons at the sky: the sparrows are terrorized, and it’s springtime, it’s raining, the meadows are ruminating. Please, you’ll melt the moon, only night light of the poor. – Carilda Olivar Labra “Declaration of Love”  .. … Continue reading

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