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Tag Archives: sky poems
and the sky played on
she never knew the moon was made of music, orion belting out the blues. and then she flew, mad as midnight, wild as stars. ::In November, we poem.
Posted in November Chapbook 2022
Tagged midnight, moon, most mad and moonly, music, Orion, orion's belt, sky poems, we're all mad here, wild, wild as stars
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Shaking out the Down
“I am a feather for each wind that blows.” William Shakespeare :: Look up, the sky’s a fluffered songof promise. A float of hope. Let’s make ourselves a small and quiet place to gather these loose quills caught. **Cue the lightning.** On second thought, let’s not. … Continue reading
Posted in November Chapbook 2022
Tagged down, feathers, lightning, quills, second thoughts, Shakespeare, sky poems, thoughts caught
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Deliberate Storms
A maelstrom stirs in her chest,poorly born concave shell. Damn, but this land’s a swung (sprung) place to watch lightning fingers jigsaw the sky. ::Quickly, day 25.
Posted in November Chapbook 2022
Tagged deliberate storms, jigsaw, lightning fingers, maelstrom, sky poems, storm poems
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Two, too Quickly
‘ku (dos) for the sky in praise of stars sharp shards of sea glass in a broken open sky,scattered deep as sighs :: palming psalms O, the awe of trees waving limbs to sacred blue aching to know the sun’s fire ::Quickly day 8.
Posted in Miz Q Prompts, November Chapbook 2022
Tagged haiku, ku, limbs, palming psalms, Quickly, sea glass, sky poems, sky songs, trees
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is there anybody out there?
when the tree falls (in the forest) for the sky do you and i hear it, across all these miles? i know notof timbre falling ,but the stars are full of static electricity and the moon is all crescent cling and zing. ::I’ve been gleefully out of … Continue reading
Posted in Quadrille
Tagged moon, Quadrille, sky poems, static, timbre falling, tree falling in forest, zing
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Sevenling (Evening the Score)
:: Evening the score the playing field our un-fisted, twisted hands, we stand in awe of sky of star-sparked why of poker-faced moon. In the end, odds are, we’re even. ::
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged April PAD 2021, evening, evens and odds, sevenlings, sky poems, sky songs.
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sigh language
The best gesture of my brain is less than your eyelids’ flutter which says we are for each other – E.E. Cummings The earth laughs in flowers. – Ralph Waldo Emerson Philosophy is the talk on a cereal box…Edie Brickell :: dandelion fluff … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged dandelion poems, Edie Brickell, Greek, language, Norse, sigh, sigh and silence, sign language, sky poems, sky songs, wishes
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i am
bic, some rhythm’d pen -sive soul etching cloudwords to ivory sky. landlocked mermaid, dry scales thirsting for ocean, ink. thinking; thanking. drinking in the rum-bled scribbled scrambled song of some language i no longer speak. i am tossing letters (spaces) to the breeze and hoping some bright bird catches them … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged April PAD 2021, ink, introductions, ocean sky, sky poems, syllables
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how then shall we scale this sky?
if you bend low, i can stand on your should-ers and stretch up up up on my tiptoes to reach Orion’s belt and fly. ::written for poetic asides November chapbook challenge.
When the sky is just the perfect shade of blue
, ‘it’s the color of my wedding dress!’ she saysand he always fires back ‘periwinkle?’ and there’s a wink built right in and then she says ‘cornflower blue.’ and after 22 years it’s something that never gets old, always new, this laughter borrowed over blue. :: written for poetic asides November … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged color poems, cornflower blue, November Chapbook Challenge 2020, sky poems
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