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Tag Archives: Miz Q
Another Thing, Coming
I’m the dreaming ghost, guest, waitress, watcher, wanting the words to be true. Whatever the weapons may come to mean. ……………………………– Adrienne Rich, Scenes of Negotiation … You’ve got it, in spades, she tells the girl in the mirror … Continue reading
Breaking Blue
.. See, here’s the thing: Shape-shifter, soul -drifter, wayward wandering gypsy skydragon. White wisp. You’ve got a thousand other places (things) to be, and I can see them all through cloudy eyes. .. Prompted by Miz Q. Quickly.
Travels with Haircuts
.. She trims the tresses of the masses, shears near ears and hears the stories in all their long (and short) glory. Shaves miles, time. Runs with scissors. .. Prompted by Miz Q.
Gatherings
… We shirr ourselves together from invisible strings, clustering in flocks and crowds like birds, mustering our faith. Colorful chairs unfolding, holding our memories. Our laughter, like bright awnings from the street. We swear by flowers, mosaics, the smell of … Continue reading
Posted in Miz Q Prompts
Tagged folding chairs, gatherings, getting together, laughter, memories, Miz Q, swearing by all flowers
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I will be a boring woman, with my wonderful houses.
… See me? Gray hair flowing in the breeze, listening for the quiet song that still makes the world go ’round? That window there’s my favorite of all my places, all these heart -traces, cobbled homes I’ve tumbled from … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged cottage by the sea, Miz Q, Miz Q weeklies, oceans, seaglass, song, when I am an old woman I shall write
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downward
.. she dreams in spiraled clouds, candy spun of nothing-dreams. she seems a wayward soul, a lost girl in dragon skin. she’s begin -ning to believe in something, anything, this thing that is her own dark soul. she knows the … Continue reading
Posted in Miz Q January
Tagged downward spiral, gravity and other negotiable laws, gravity poems, law of gravity, Miz Q, Miz Quickly, sky poems, sky songs, spiral
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Veer, Mere
.. So, there’s a milky white elephant in the room, and we’re all too blind (too tired, too bored) to see it. Your heart tells you it’s a sham, a scam, a giant hat, a pot of nothing. Your hands … Continue reading
Schizophrenic Poem
…. This poem has multiple personalities, a couple of voices you might want to (fear) hear. It can converse in verse and tone and tongues, say one thing or no thing or some thing else entirely. It’s (banana) split with … Continue reading
Holding Up the Sky
.. We were only lying there, counting stars. I think. (After all, it was dark.) Ursa Major was the brightest spark, with a crow or two besides, a ram (and one small flicker -fly.) 88 of them in all, (infinity … Continue reading
Posted in Miz Q January
Tagged constellations, counting stars, Miz Q, sky poems, stars, Ursa Major
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Candle
.. See it at center. We walk around it in concentric circles, wonder-wandering. Hear the tock; we are the clock, arrows pointed out -ward as it stands, anti-time. Sublime. You sketch it all you want. I shall paint only with … Continue reading
Posted in Miz Q January
Tagged candles, clocks, Miz Q, Miz Quickly, object poems, perspective, time
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