Tag Archives: storms

storm fairy

Posted on September 13, 2017 by

… 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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tempest dragon

Posted on June 5, 2017 by

… she’s a perfect storm -jar, leaves torn from her own ghost -journey with a twist-curl-skip-melt-spill from whisperwindow s(t)ill. she’ll giggledance you a new shimmer-spark-song-dawn, the long -drizzle-spring of shadowballoon. her rose-petal wings echo-breathe the sound of open cloudbreeze, lull … Continue reading →

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The Swish and Stammer and Smudge of Love

Posted on April 3, 2017 by

Oh, but she’s a storm. The sky’s got a new slant, curl of cloud and scattered song. The syllables of her name are fleeting, sleeting, bleeding ink and drinking in the stone -washed bruises of another dawn.   .. Prompted … Continue reading →

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i really can’t say

Posted on April 10, 2016 by

the sky is blue today; more of a mottled, coddled gray. i really don’t think i like my kids today this teenaged tyrant way, this humming hormoned storm. i really don’t know if today the words will flow. perhaps today’s … Continue reading →

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Under.Beneath.Behind.

Posted on March 14, 2016 by

.. This fog’s a fugue, and I am sepia tone quiet, gray with want and be -wilderment. Give me a prep ……..-oh -sition I can use, Love, some quiet ruse to get over (above, beyond, through) this smothered storm, this … Continue reading →

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