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the anger fades in lurid liquid shades of burgundymerlotsangria ,and the claret-y comes in wine and waves,saves us slowly sip by sip. we slip our hands together in prayerand painand praise of slight squashed dreams and mangled grapes. Linda’s got a great word for us over at dVerse … Continue reading
let it go — thesmashed word brokenopen vow orthe oath cracked lengthwise — let it go itwas sworn togo E. E. Cummings we smoosh them between our hungry fingers like chalk,smudge them to the sky. you and I, we’ve got them right were … Continue reading
We had a deal, you and I. I’d just lookup, and you’d bring the stars. No matter how far we’ve come, I can find my way home by those light-stung shards. But tonight you’ve got something darker in mind: Discombobulated me, left behind. I’m late to Lisa’s … Continue reading
that tiny imp is at it again, taking what is -erfectand turning it to dust. stealing what is -robable and dressing it in muss. we take all these minuses and gift ourselves the poss, knowing anything is possible if we can (s)imply trust. :: written for today’s Quadrille over at dVerse. I’m … Continue reading
she shoots for the moon when it comes to some things, wishing stars, truth, trees that sing. life. laughter, the kind that ringsthrough the house like music. she’s happiest (of happenstance of happy chance) near water, but you’ll find her here, dancing. Lill’s got us happy-ing over the … Continue reading
she is particle dust parched on desert floor, thrust far from the magnet Blue of true. point her upand just let go; you know she’ll make her way back someday when she’s had her fill of still cobalt. today, the sky will do. … … Continue reading
Quadrille #2. Come play! Play magnetic poetry here.
Even After All this time The Sun never says to the Earth, “You owe me.” Look What happens With a love like that, It lights the whole sky. ― Hafiz .. … We wonder if we’ll ever get the hang of … Continue reading
And that full fierce moon is rising again, untying again, setting herself loose, a balloon unstringed. She’s got a whole new helium-heck of hallowed …………………..(waning) reasons why , and those trees are setting their limbs for (l)eavesdropping, finding new space … Continue reading