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Tag Archives: NaPoWriMo
Everything, Everything
Wild. See? See how the sun edges up again and the dandelions claim sidewalk cracks as stages. See the pages of the sky, churning clouds of dragon puff, enough to assure us everything is wild. And well. Moon casts her spell at dusk, and we … Continue reading
Vermeer & Vermouth
We traipse the halls and wander the walls, …………………shaken, …………stirred by oil and blur. .. In April, we poem.
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged #aprpad, #inaprilwepoem, artists, ekphrastic, martinis, NaPoWriMo, shaken and stirred, vermeer, vermouth
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Broken-Winged Aubade
.. See the raven, black against night’s last indigo blush, one lone smudged note waiting on a wire. The sinking moon’s an echoed ache of loss and longing; the sky’s a broken song. .. November PAD, day 5. … Continue reading
Posted in moon poems, NaPoWriMo, Poetic Asides Chapbook Challenge 2016
Tagged aubades, bird poems, broken songs, indigo, NaPoWriMo, November PAD, November poenig, PAD, Poetic Asides, ravens
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if i’d only listened to the hum of my own heart
.. , perhaps i might have stopped trying to name my song, before the middle strains were done. perhaps i might have wanted less, and wand -ered more, roamed the floors of my own hope. perhaps i might have stored … Continue reading
If I’d Only Remembered {Not} to Listen
.. The world’s got a funny way of saying I love you, a sunny way of flaying my skin wide open and ………….{still} asking me to shine. .. poetic asides november chapbook challenge, day 3.
Posted in NaPoWriMo, Poetic Asides Chapbook Challenge 2016
Tagged crazy November, crazy world, NaPoWriMo, NaPoWriMo 2016, November, poeming, Poetic Asides, Poetry, shine, spin, world view
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Dragon
.. I am spangled in the sacred skin of wandered sky, the whisperthin wishes of distant stars. I have swallowed moon; mooched her borrowed glow. See my wings? These fallen, fragile things are once again learning how to be. … Continue reading
The Book of Wild {Flowers}
Patrons of the magnolia, our hips are used in every maple-sugar camp, harbingers of good luck , bustling with hum; make hues of autumn by simple division. Serve as sun ………..-flowers. They have learned the arts of roguery, the long … Continue reading
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Tagged bees, flowers, I heart old books, index poem, NaPoWriMo, swearing by all flowers, The Book of Wild Flowers
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Artichokes and Amaranth
(Seed shopping on a Sunday) .. There’s an entire alphabet here to be planted, a feast for our palates and our eyes and our ears: ginseng, cinnamon, cloves, currant, apricots, zucchini. We head home with brandywine, plums, glacier, stone. … Continue reading
Meet Jan
… She’s December’s darker sister, un -spangled, decked only in broken resolutions and a disturbing con -stitution of boxes stacked side -by-tired-side and waiting. She’s too long and too dull and too disassembled and too far in debt to resemble … Continue reading
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Tagged January, January blues, January is the cruelest month, NaPoWriMo
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looking back(words)
. Writing a poem backward for the last day of NaPoWriMo.
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Tagged backwards, crazy April, endings and beginnings, NaPoWriMo, poeming, poems, Poetry
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