Tag Archives: music

and the sky played on 

she never knew the moon was made of music, orion belting out the blues.  and then she flew, mad as midnight, wild as stars. ::In November, we poem.

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future music 

a symphony of sunlighta melody of moona whispered whir of trees a warble a murmura burble  (and still) the clack-patter of keys  and she (limbs raised to sky) will live there in that shanty by the sea.  ::In November, we poem. Quickly.

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aubade (in the key of d)

(minor) morning breaks her open, flames too soon. she’s  already mourningdarkness, stars and a sinking treble-trembled moon. 

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After the Rain

You say you want to go into the city to see the lights and I’m all about that smile, and so I say yes, and we are on our way with nothing between us but the sway of the radio’s … Continue reading

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Opening Pandora

Empty that box. (Yes, take a tiny scrub brush to the corners, even, every particle of want and whim and pleasure spilled.) Is there love in there? Or only lust? A favored friend you thought you trusted? It’s an ocean … Continue reading

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mercury blues (slumber party songs)

.. we are self -session (air)guitarist girls, fusing pillow-songs about stupid boys and long hot Brisbane summers and all that raining-on-Sunday longing for some stripy socks. we’ve got pink and turquoise noise tutus and a pen -chant for playing spin … Continue reading

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