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Tag Archives: Poetic Asides
.. They say size doesn’t matter and then they say dream big, but I prefer these tiny breaths and the way the breeze teases my heart into flight. You blink at all that sacred spotlight; I think I’ll save myself … Continue reading
we reign and roam in intricate stone -faced poker skies. you raise; i’ll fold my hands and praise the storms that rise. we deal and dwell in joy that’s spelled in sorrow’s songs. you show; i’ll tell the world to … Continue reading
.. We’re merry (go-round and round and round) enough, thank you. For once, we’ll take a generous portion of swing and sway , with a poem on the (other) ………………..s(l)ide. .. Prompted by Poetic Asides.
Hey won’t you play another somebody done somebody wrong song? – B.J. Thomas .. Nah. I have grown weary of heart -ache and heartbreak and the un -quiet mistakes that unravel us, whole ; the strains that stain our … Continue reading
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 .. There’s a little girl twirling in the park over there; see her? … Continue reading
We forget her scar -let dress is just for early risin’, surprisin’ us with all its crimson silk applause. Pause, take a second ………..look , and book a table for two near the horizon. .. Prompted by Poetic Asides. … Continue reading
………..I think this pro . -ject ………..is going well, …. but maybe that’s just con ………..-jecture. .. Back to normal Wednesday poeming over at Poetic Asides.
.. I want no feet. No beat. No stanza’d streets to stomp or romp in name of rhythm, rhyme or silly-abic time. Iamb what iamb. Un -versed, unrehearsed, un -refrained. I’m trynna start a re -volta. Wanna come? Oh, hai … Continue reading
she’s too hot too handle, and so the boys take action, look up and fire away. …………gravity laughs. ..