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Tag Archives: moon poems
the other one tends to get all the attention (all that tangerine morning shine) , but she (more sinister sister, dark side tried and true light thief) still knows how to own a sky. we stop and watch her balloon-float gloat her way up, a full hot cup of … Continue reading
call me half -crazy, some crescent-style smile, but sometimes that’s all of me i let you see. i’ve got a darker side. howl away. but call me full, and i’ll show you, fool: whether i’m giving you the cold shoulder, out for bloodor feeling blue, i’m always waxingwaning crazy like … Continue reading
has us grinning, too and fused to the dancefloor of this star-stung sky.
She tastes the new year slowlypondering clouds on tongue sacred slices of sky, tabasco-tang of sun. ,The world’s got a way of craving falling-stars, symphony wishes. She swishes in a ninja star for good measure, a babble of brook, a dabble of moon. It’s Quadrille Monday … Continue reading
better than this over -easy moon, spooned into a star scram-bled sky. …. written for poetic asides November chapbook challenge.
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And that full fierce moon is rising again, untying again, setting herself loose, a balloon unstringed. She’s got a whole new helium-heck of hallowed …………………..(waning) reasons why , and those trees are setting their limbs for (l)eavesdropping, finding new space … Continue reading
whether we write, or knot (daisy-chained phrase) we tie ourselves to moontoo soon, to storm too late. we debate ink over ocean swell. we tell ourselves the words won’t swim, fair-weathered whim will ragequit in mid-line. we find ourselves a-dangle, participles waning. verbs complaining, tangled in theirown bright … Continue reading
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