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Tag Archives: Q44
murmur stone
A second Quadrille offering, created at magnetic poetry.
Posted in magnetic poetry, Quadrille
Tagged magnetic poetry, nature poems, poetical magnetism, Q44, Quadrille Monday, roar, roaring 20s, roaring in the new, rocks that roar
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daisy roar
she boasts a mane, after all, the right to call sun to center. white -petalled promises with up -roarious squalls of lovesme, lovesmenot. we’ve got her in our fists, given her too much power. spent hours hoping over flowered phrase, … Continue reading
Posted in Quadrille
Tagged daisy chains, loves me loves me not, Q44, Quadrille Monday, smallish poems
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Hey,
won’t you spirit me away to moon or mountain or ocean sway, say that salt and sea are all we need? see, let’s just feel the breeze, squeeze ourselves into some smaller space, erase the fears. lace hands. scribble our … Continue reading
Posted in Quadrille
Tagged beach, moon, Q44, Quadrille, Quadrille Monday, sand, sea, soothe my spirit, spirit
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poem crack{warning}
.. this poem may be habit-forming, causing the need to read others, wrestle pen. it’s a gateway scribble, really, that first taste of rhythm-rhyming zen you didn’t know you needed. to breathe. a smudge of sky. a wisp of why. … Continue reading
Posted in Quadrille
Tagged addictions, crack, crack of dawn, in november we poem, poetry addiction, Q44, Quadrille, smudge of sky, this poem poems, writing on writing, Zen
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The Remains of All Things Scattered, Small
.. She has not yet learned a passion or pen -chant for pockets, boxes, jars or bins. Her heart: all chambers full to overflowing. And so she holds her breath in all the dry and quiet spaces, in keeping with … Continue reading
Pouring hope from tea leaves
, we wish upon whatever we can scrounge: these shattered stars, the kitefluff of a drunken dandelion sun and one last candle’s kiss. It tastes like copper -penny fountains and a stolen horseshoe score, a broken silver skystone all aquiver … Continue reading
Posted in moon poems, Quadrille
Tagged candles, copper pennies, horseshoes, luck, make a wish, moon poems, moon stones, Q44, Quadrille, quiver, sky songs, skystone, stars, wishes
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and the moon slips by, in silence
she’s focused on her own un -doing, the waning of her wiles, the extinction of her ink. she thinks the world is flat, forgotten. rotten with unstirred souls. she’s sure of nothing. she’ll salt you clean with ocean sway, the … Continue reading
Posted in moon poems, Quadrille
Tagged moon poems, moon stones, ocean sway, Q44, Quadrille
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