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Tag Archives: nature poems
You might find them in the woods, if you can get past the nymphs (who are on their side). They only want the kiss of breeze, the romance of trees, the squeeeee of mud-lucious squish between unadorned toes. They’re done with spells and slippers and … Continue reading
, she talks to frogs and speaks the braille of trees, fills her hands with the wispy ghosts of clouds and sings out loud in cobalt blue and pine-pressed green. these things, they save her. they steep her deep in … Continue reading
A second Quadrille offering, created at magnetic poetry.
.. What a relief for you to caw me your truth, written in -visible ink on this ridiculous sky. .. In April, we poem.
.. When you slip on ……..your cobalt best, …………..I find myself on your shore. There are small kingdoms ……..here, sandcastles of …………..my own small making. Do you see the geese ripple ……..your surface? They etch …………..a new language – I … Continue reading
.. O, Tree. I know the quiet ache of leavings, shedding selves. I, too, have felt bruised, used. O, Ocean. I feel your heartbeat under my own skin, the ebb and flow of spring. The scorch of sun. The pull … Continue reading
(a found poem blown from Theodore Roethke’s ‘Words for the Wind’) . Bees and lilies there were; thought does not crush to stone. I hate my epidermal dress. …………..Kiss me, ashes, I’m falling through a dark swirl. (Slow swings the … Continue reading