Tag Archives: November PAD

Chipped Saucers, Tiny Spoons

.. I stop by for a cup of tea and a song, but instead she says We are all a little broken , and I know she’s right, that the glory of us, of this place is in our scars, … Continue reading

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Chalkdust Princess, Sidewalk Queen

.. She preens in periwinkle. She’s always had a pen -chant for the purples, and the blues. Doodles dragons, smudges sirens and silly songs, daisy chains of rainbow hues. Quick as you please, she coppers the cracks, magentas a moon. … Continue reading

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Magic, Beans

.. The farmer’s bartering blood again, swapping beauty for brawn, trusting dusk over dawn. Soon he’ll be waiting for the balance of rain, holding breath for something tall and strange, while weeping reaping reveling in the glory (of) -us.   … Continue reading

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Equals, Laterals, and All Things in Between

.. This poem is a three -pronged force of nature, an isosceles breeze. And when she wonders, where has my poly -gon(e)? , she knows it’s time for her to exit this scalene scene.   .. Day 3 of the … Continue reading

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I Want Blank Pages

, and periwinkle chalk, and indigo ink that stains my skin. Slips of trees waiting. Sea. Sky. Sand and salt and wide-spilled stars. Shine. Black clacked, plowed through a snowstorm of white. The peace of another sunrise, and time ………………………………….to … Continue reading

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This Is Just To Say {Again}

(after William Carlos Williams ‘This Is Just To Say’)   .. I have breathed in the nom de plumes that were in the night sky and which you were certainly saving for another poem. Forgive me they were enchanting starspun … Continue reading

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Self{-ish}

… I have built my self of steam and fog and salt and smoke. I have known myself for years, uncovered by snow, thawed and waiting. I have blown wishes to an intricate sky and begged the stars to share … Continue reading

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Keep This Under Your Hat

… , that quiet place you hang your ………..(heart) home. Fold it over twice and press the crease against your unquiet skin. Against your lips. Against your ribs. Against you. For you might find its pros(e) and cons (its p’s … Continue reading

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Play Me Something Smooth, with a Little Kick

.. ’Cuz I’m about to go out fightin’, go out writin’ somethin’ that just might stick. Play me some blues, some funk, some rattled junk – and all that jazz. Play me for a fool, school me in the ways … Continue reading

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We Rise

… That lemon yellow butter sun’s got a way of coming up again a way of filling my cup again a way of being enough (again) to remind me that the world’s gonna be alright again that the day is … Continue reading

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