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Tag Archives: OctPoWriMo
Wrote, Memory
(October draws her umber shades) .. Spilled some ink and some moonlight and some salt, and (in addition to at least one poem a day), Walt and I wrote 210 triolets. Welcoming Nov(el) -Ember. .. Prompted by OctPoWriMo, day … Continue reading
Oh shun
.. cobalt blue silken wave spray briny echo slap, ……………………..thank you for my salt. .. Prompted by OctPoWriMo, day 29.
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Tagged hai-what?, not really haiku, ocean poems, October's too damn busy, OctPoWriMo, poeming, Poetry, tiny poems
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Em Dash
prompted by OctPoWriMo, day 29.
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Tagged em dash, endings, hyphens, new beginnings, OctPoWriMo, poems inspired by quotes, starting over, the end
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Flying by the Seat of My Pants
(into a westerly wind) . True north has spun, and there’s a slight chance I might soon be one with the sky. If you see me fly by, grab a belt (Orion’s? mine?) loop and let’s regroup somewhere on the … Continue reading
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Tagged Milky Way, OctPoWriMo, orion's belt, sky songs, spilling stars, spun, true north
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WhimSea
.. Tumble her to shore, sea -glass shrugged from sand. Crack open the sun -rise, bid her to stand on the edge of the earth, see His face, feel her worth. .. prompted by OctPoWriMo, day 27.
{En Pointe}
.. Have we not grown tired of tiptoeing, ….grown weary of tiptoeing around the truth, of toeing the line, truth be told, of tiptoeing through lines of tulips and terror, ……….through holding our breath. Tear {or time} me a petal, … Continue reading
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Tagged Loop poems, moon, OctPoWriMo, pondering poems, question poems, sky songs, stars, sun
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Unpacking Childhood
.. I would dabble with dolls, sure. Dress them in the morning as if I had woken my child and gotten her ready for the day. Feed them breakfast and put them down for their nap, and then prompt -ly … Continue reading
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Tagged back to childhood, books, memories, OctPoWriMo, reading, words, Writing
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Slanted Stories
PublicDomainPictures.net … He’s stood high on one too many beams, balanced reams and reams of paper -work, shirked days for nights and slighted his own for another way. Give him a hammer, some nails, a trail of holes to make … Continue reading
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Tagged construction work, October's too damn busy, OctPoWriMo, photo poems, shoe poems
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poem drops
.. some days, the ocean lends her salty skin to all these words, her feathered waves to quill. her violent will to pull of moon and midnight sky. some days i spill. some days ………………i dive. . Prompted by … Continue reading
two lies, one truth
(a fib) .. i am waiting for something. i have been to the moon’s darker side a thousand times. i once held a baby hummingbird loose in my palm. . Prompted by OctPoWriMo, day 22.
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Tagged Fibberloo, Fibbin' again, Fibonacci, Fibs, hummingbird poems, lies, OctPoWriMo
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