Tag Archives: still writing

lights

  ..  fireflies dancing on fir branches; a fairy gala of stars.   .. Me n my Shawna are penning tiny poems all december long. Wanna play?     

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improbable sky

… oh, that moon. she’s an imp …………………………………-ossible loose tooth, the jagged space where you left your heart.       .. Written for Poetic Asides.  

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Jot

 .. It’s not a lot, this thing I’ve got. No plan, or plotting, just poems plodding across a page by tittled phrase. Not quite for naught, these thoughts now caught are whispered heart -songs freed from cage for whimpered, whistled, … Continue reading

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