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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.
.. 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
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
… 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
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.
.. 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
.. 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
.. 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
… 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. …