Tag Archives: moon stones
.. 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
… She’s all fire and ice cream cone luscious, rosemary and peppermint wings swinging toward a lollipop sun. We’ve only just begun; she and me, we’re gonna chalk our way someday to clouds and the significant (s)way of roadtrip tunes … 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.
… Struck, we recruit that most madly moon ….(magnetic in her cloudy sway) to deem us worthy of our carbon, our base, our centers, our side -real longings. She’s a powdered compact, a mask we choose to pull from … Continue reading