Tag Archives: poems

Do Re Mi

… When I ask that pulled moon to stay, in her indigo dress she sits her impish spirit set to play. I crinkle-gather all my wits about my fractured self in fits, a tumble-crumbled comedy. And through the rumbled sky … Continue reading

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Q:

Shall we bubble ourselves slight sane? Effervesce this cold sky into something that makes sense, fence ourselves in with balloon moon, crackled stars? Blow me true north, Love. This breeze is begging for a new toast, a quiet boasting bliss, … Continue reading

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the gravest one

(the smallest sense of things that melt on tongue) .. they say no two are alike. you, me. sky. sea. give me a light ….ing any day. epitaph for a sunrise: stay. one: this snowflake. ………two: my heart. . Kerry … Continue reading

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mystery chick

  play magnetic poetry here. 

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corkboard poem

.. she’s been a -broad, pass -port in hand, standing on a distant shore. she’s pinned and pined, postcards of mind and heart to distant shore. she’s pushed and rushed and all but shushed the voice that says some things … Continue reading

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Unrhymed Minutes

  ..  Untimed, she chains herself in song slips words to sky, stills her heartbeat to trebled moon. Too soon, she finds the world bleeds by and steals her breath; her slanted sigh a troubled pause. Just cause for holding … Continue reading

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alternate realities

.. the moon’s a balloon full of pretty people, sliding faces st(r)ung by stars. the sun’s the one we painted that day we had orange joy to spare.   .. Written for Toads.     

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The Cotillion on the Corner

.. Stoplights are spotlights when the streets are your home, the place you wrap your heart in brown paper bag leftover sway, play your hum to a tendrilled squaredance sky. Don’t ask her why she’s lost. Just dance her ’round … Continue reading

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word crunk

… let’s get loose and funky, let’s lose ourselves to this furious sky. let’s turn and kern, get drunk on phrase and play with poems for days and days until we collapse in a hilarious high. let’s dance ourselves sane, … Continue reading

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Shrinking Down to Silence

. Forgive me my lost muchness, my lost touch with all in -sanity. I find that I can only listen now to stars, the twinkling inklings of this sage sky. I also think these trees have some small thing to … Continue reading

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