Tag Archives: moon poems
.. You say to talk about her in a new way and I must tell you I am exhausted. She exhausts me. My nouns. My verbs. My inky veins. I have quilled her a thou -sand poems in paper sky, … Continue reading
New Year’s Day, 2018 Venice Beach . It’s not the state we’re used to, this time around – of the union, or of being. The breeze is less than balmy, the palms nearly as frozen as our own. We’ve come … Continue reading
.. Watching the moon slice open the sky, she is still shadow -boxing her own smile. .. twiglet #53.
.. this poem steals her sheen from moon. she waxes, wanes and leaves too soon. .. Poetic Asides November Chapbook Challenge, day 26.
tonight she’s all cinnamon-simmer, a saffron-shimmer in a cardamom sky. melt her center, spent. bent towards some semblance of jazz -mine grace, her face a swollen slice of stolen nutmeg pie. sprinkle her in crater -cradled stars. sp(l)ice her soul … Continue reading
.. she’s a sweet old golden grandmother in an embroidered jacket, all pale blond pigtails and plush mouth plumped for kisses. teacher of all things celestial and falling. she’s the penny you saved, the drop of water earned. the thumbprint … Continue reading
.. the moon’s a jellyfish, tentacled in stars , a po(e)t of ice jam, waiting to be spooned. twiglets #41.