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storm fairy

… so, listen: you’re either well -weathered wit(her), or you’re not. if you’ve caught her ……..(net, pocket, palm) you know the moment -airy calm she brings be fore. her satin ribbon hair’s a syllabic squall wibble-wobbly woven through this sky. … Continue reading

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Snapping at the Sky

She’s bruised, but I can’t tell if she’s abused …………….or just camera shy.   .. Prompted by Poetic Asides.   

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Over.Under.Through. {How do you do?}

(Her Prepositional Phrase Phase)   .. She’s been over easy -worked the rainbow herself the line. She’s been under age suspicion lack of supervision the influence the gun and his tyrannical thumb. She’s been through divorce childbirth loss fear the … Continue reading

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Dragon Dance Journey

.. Lull her soft with bubblegum grin and giggle-ghost breath. She breeze-leaves a cloud of spark and shadow, whisper-twist. Springspill her shimmer to a melted dawn sky, a moonscar curly-cued over open horizon. Green leaves of fire. Heartskip. Her sun’s … Continue reading

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downward

.. she dreams in spiraled clouds, candy spun of nothing-dreams. she seems a wayward soul, a lost girl in dragon skin. she’s begin -ning to believe in something, anything, this thing that is her own dark soul. she knows the … Continue reading

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Holding Up the Sky

.. We were only lying there, counting stars. I think. (After all, it was dark.) Ursa Major was the brightest spark, with a crow or two besides, a ram (and one small flicker -fly.) 88 of them in all, (infinity … Continue reading

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dragon’s breath

… pity her nothing, this unquiet puff of sky, this fiery tangerine cloud beast, pinned soft and savage least against her own bright cerulean skin. she has spun her self of steam and smoke and sigh -lence, unshrouded her eyes … Continue reading

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