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Tag Archives: micro poems
syrup sky
.. she breathes …………….oh, my under waffled clouds. .. I soooo wish I could take credit for the title phrase, but it’s Misky’s twiglet today. Come play!
Posted in twiglets
Tagged aching sky, micro poems, micropoetry, sky poems, syrup sky, tiny poems, twiglets
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Seeing ourselves in raindrops
.. We watch the rain reflecting all our falling, puddling all our pain. .. In November, we poem. Sometimes, a day late.
Posted in Poetic Asides Chapbook Challenge 2019, scribbling storms, storms
Tagged micro poems, PAD Challenge 2019, rain, storms, tiny poems
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as it turns out,
… we are smallish dragons, wayward songs, tiny poems waiting to be caught …….{fought, taught} by the tail, flailed in storms. ..
{ nevermind }
some times hands. ………………………always ……………………………………. heart. ..
lemon peel moon
.. nothing left to do but ……………..pucker up under that sour cruel curl of sky. .. . micro for toads.