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Tag Archives: PAD
Imagine the Frog’s Dismay
at never being kissedat being dissed at having missed out on kingdom things. or perhaps he hops (happily) wild in the woodssheds all those shouldsand at nightfall, he sings. :: It’s Wednesday. We poem.
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged fixing the endings, fractured fairy tales, frog not kissed, frogs, PAD, wayward princesses, wildling wood
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Objects in the Rearview Mirror are Farther Than they Appear.
.. This poem is a brand new day, the quiet silver buttoning of my lips. It’s the scribbling of my heart. The starting of something startling, the plowing of inky crow through fresh fallen paper snow. This poem knows her … Continue reading
Posted in dragon poems
Tagged dragons, here there be dragons, November Chapbook Challenge 2017, PAD, Poetic Asides, this poem poems
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Putting on a Bright New Dress, in Darkness
And you ask me what I want this year and I try to make this kind and clear, just the chance that maybe we’ll find better days. …………………………………………….. – GooGoo Dolls .. Today, I wanted something more than all … Continue reading
Distant Stars
… Struck, we recruit that most madly moon ….(magnetic in her cloudy sway) to deem us worthy of our carbon, our base, our centers, our side -real longings. She’s a powdered compact, a mask we choose to pull from … Continue reading
sleeping in syllables
she dreams in couplets, breathes in metered feet. she snores to the beat of words that treat themselves to feathered phrase and counting sheep. Prompted by Poetic Asides.
moon voyage
.. we long to press our footprints in -to her milky skin, see once and for all if she truly is made of stone, reflecting light that’s not her own. we long to build ourselves a tiny cottage there, a … Continue reading
Posted in moon poems, NaPoWriMo, Poetic Asides Chapbook Challenge 2016
Tagged moon songs, moon stones, November poems, PAD, Poetic Asides
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measuring the moon
.. we never did learn the metric (solar) system, so for us it’s always been a game of inches. she swells, she sways, she goes away. put the measuring tape (the scotch tape, the duct tape, the betamax tape) away; … Continue reading
Posted in moon poems, NaPoWriMo, Poetic Asides Chapbook Challenge 2016
Tagged moon poems, PAD, Poetic Asides
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Love Squared, Shared
.. We go (forth), we multiply, by our selves. We embrace love and trace our selves in papered skin. We grin. We lend a hand. We stand for what is right and fight when needed, on our knees. We are … Continue reading
play my name
… across this whispered breeze treble-trembled soft, and spit-shined fine. form my syllables from songs of sky and moon and sea; see how they define me. …
Posted in moon poems, NaPoWriMo, Poetic Asides Chapbook Challenge 2016
Tagged name poems, November poems, PAD, Poetic Asides, syllables and song
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contrary concrete
.. there’s art on her way into the city. also, an ex -pletive or two. she likes to count the letter Zs. see how many she can catch before the buildings scrape the sky. there’s a guy on the last … Continue reading