Tag Archives: secrets

Meaning of Morning

: with her sun-sliver smile and the way she shines anew;  she’s got a secret, see? All thingscan change, rearrange themselves  into new songs. And some things can be (a 5, 6, 7, 8) counted on,                                            like rising.  :: written for poetic asides November … Continue reading

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Secret Sunrise Confession

It’s erasable in case she changes her mind later, decides she’d rather curbstomp her black boot scuffs all across his walk instead. It’s from the heart in case she decides to leave it, give her soul this soft reprieve. Let … Continue reading

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Battle of Bridges, and Sighs

Most days, we don’t know which ones to cross and which ones …….(senses, secrets, songs) to burn. So we paint them, portraits of our own in -decision, steel and solid basket cases of our wandering hearts. We run our hungry … Continue reading

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Portrait of a Rogue and Rebel Heart

Shhhh , and I’ll tell you one small snapshot secret: it’s got stops and starts and a staggered, stuttered b   e   a   t. Don’t take a picture; it won’t last longer. Just stand quite still awhile ……and ……………listen.   ..

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Aching Like Indigo

… We’re keeping secrets again – under our hats, beneath our skin, between these dot-to-dot stars. The sky’s a sigh of boundless deep, a place to chalk our whispers and our want. A haunt of hope.   .. twiglets #60 … Continue reading

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blue marble heart

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garden faeries

… shhhhhh. they’ve got tiny petaled ……..s  e  c  r  e  t  s, and way too many pockets to put them in. .. Kim’s got us doing some gardening over at dVerse Poetics. Come play! 

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no poetry today

  Play magnetic poetry here. 

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Clue

… It’s all in the way her eyelashes fall over emerald green, the slant of her smile. He knows. She winks, thinks nothing of scar -let swirled halls, white sheets; dreams of peacock feathers, plums, and candlesticks lit just right … Continue reading

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