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Tag Archives: Poetic Asides November Chapbook Challenge
A(u)nti(e) Social
.. She draws dragons on her front walk in the brightest colors she can find, blues and purples and greens, with yellowed eyes. They’re not for good luck. They’re to keep out the real beasties. Prying eyes and false smiles, … Continue reading
Algebra 2
She could use …….(more than) a little help with the equations, and he’s got these eyes that say complex numb -ers are ok ……………..(slope) and other factors come into play. {It’s complicated.} .. In November, we poem.
Burn this before they find us.
… Midnight, and we’re still here in the privacy of our own raised palms. Please forgive me my mourning glories and my wilted wile. I am weary of these hands, the lands they cannot reach, the lives they cannot … Continue reading
Tired of the Inevitable Deaths of Smallish Dragons
, she chalks their wings in darkest hour -glass green, splendid in their falling. They’re sprawling loose and long and strong in this bright sky, and she can see tiny talons, teeth. Truth. The wild wild proof and promise of … Continue reading
Curbside
.. We are weary star -chalkdusted fury fugue. For we have been here for hours and hours and hours, most of them black as night. But like this aching, waking sky, only our cracked-open places allow the spill and … Continue reading
dear fellow populators of this green blue marble,
i am weary of the words. the world. the way we cast our stones and groan our truth and forget how very much we are the same. the way we look down at our own two shoes and forget … Continue reading
november
… and the moon still knows her place, knows which way to face and how much to show. she’ll still wax awhile, then wane, still feel the pull of waves. still rise. .. NovPAD, day 12.
Luna, Landing
.. We have made much of this wily moon, her rebel comings and her goings, her invisible tide sky-strings, the quiet way she ducks and dives and dis -appears. Hold her milky skin within your own; set your beat to … Continue reading
Aubade with an Anticipatory Sigh
.. Let the day break open like a crooked smile, Let the trees leave their answers in the wind. Let the moon trace her trail like an old friend. Let me be -gin. .. Prompted by Poetic Asides November Chapbook … Continue reading
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Tagged moon poems, poeming, Poetic Asides November Chapbook Challenge, Poetry
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an open letter to the moon
.. on be half of those down here, waning, ……..waiting for your full shine, could you possibly wax just a little faster? . Prompted by Poetic Asides November Chapbook Challenge, day 29.
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Tagged moon poems, Poetic Asides November Chapbook Challenge, wax and wane
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