Tag Archives: stars

hang a left when you get to the moon

Posted on April 29, 2019 by

she’ll show you the way to wane, to whim the hands of time to darker sides. go straight for the stars, dot-to-dot math a path to that horizon haze, and hold the day loosely in pin-pricked points. sway right at … Continue reading →

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Completely Smashed

Posted on April 24, 2019 by

.. against this midnight-silent sky, he is all rum -bled song (how many bottles of beer on the wall? We’ve lost count.) He’s cashed in and crashed on our couches and trashed his last joint and pointed at that tattle-tale … Continue reading →

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{in which she attempts to define love and hate in 17 syllables each}

Posted on April 9, 2019 by

{…while holding her breath until morning} ::   Love’s got a quiet star tongue, st(r)ung bright in an infinite hum-hope-sky. Hate holds too much fire in its own belly; wastes its breath on fear, and sting.   ::   .. … Continue reading →

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A song of the stairway

Posted on February 8, 2019 by

(an invisible poem in the key of C) .. This poem cannot be seen, only sounded out one syll a bull at a time, sung in the key of clouds and candy-caress sighs. She’s wise in the ways of spirals, … Continue reading →

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Andromeda

Posted on January 22, 2019 by

  She sheds her sky -skin to begin, and reassembles herself …………………………………sane. . She gives the moon a shattered star -smooch, with lips of wax ………………………….and wane.     .. Prompted by Lil’s Poetics over at dVerse, and todays twiglet.  … Continue reading →

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So

Posted on November 21, 2018 by

, We don’t want to be here but it’s not worth shuffling all the way home. This star, a long forgotten spark. The moon, a further protest of the dark.   .. In November, we poem.   

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Papering the Sky

Posted on November 19, 2018 by

.. Be -hold the sun, flush with first blush of day , an unquiet con ……….(artist) -trail of clouds, pass -ing by too soon , the dry rub spark of dark stars, this toxic oxy -mo(r)on. .. In November, we … Continue reading →

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