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Tag Archives: onion poems
Smashed Word Broken
let all go – the big small middling tall bigger really the biggest and all things – let all go dear so comes love – E.E. Cummings .. I am shedding my old skins again. Onion to apple, just … Continue reading
luna, landing
.. she unpeels her -selves slowly, layer by layer waning, an onion in parchment skin. she be -g(r)ins in waves, asks much of stars. .. the prompt over at mindlovemisery today is the moon. how can i resist?
Posted in moon poems
Tagged Mind Love Misery's Menagerie, moon poems, moon stones, onion poems, waxing and waning
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the girl hates bios, mirrors. loves the sky.
… she is sans serif 10-point type, often italicized never bold. she is onion paper see-through skin. easily erased, truth untold. she’s scribbled whim and ellipsis salt, ridiculous blessings, cacophonous grace. she’s words in margins, indigo fire. moon swallowed, sunset … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged bio, garden with toads prompts, indigo, ink, onion poems, rough draft, sans serif, sky songs, songs of myself, Words Count
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know your onions
.. mother says pass (they make her eyes run, what with all those layers) but if you can hang in there a many peeling moon or two, there are things held close at center. .. Prompted by Quickly in … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged November poeming, onion poems, Poetry, Quickly in November
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So much
…. depends up -on how an on -ion’s cut; the skuttle of the skin down the sink, the brink of the veins a -gainst blade, board, all; the way the tears and layers fall. …
type
… she is sans -serif, stories told, often italicized, ……never bold. she is indigo ink -ling, pressed to onion skin; peel back amper -sand, ellipses, black clacked again. she is letters unkerned and lines leaded long, always shifting control and … Continue reading
Onion
Peel her slowly fragile … Continue reading