Tag Archives: swearing by all flowers

Gatherings

… We shirr ourselves together from invisible strings, clustering in flocks and crowds like birds, mustering our faith. Colorful chairs unfolding, holding our memories. Our laughter, like bright awnings from the street. We swear by flowers, mosaics, the smell of … Continue reading

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flower dusk

  a 3rd Q44 offering for dVerse. play magnetic¬†poetry here (the “Nature” kit has the word “green” in it.) ūüėȬ†

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insolent daisies

.. after, she rips the heads off of each and every one of them, with their little white ……..( l i e s ) petals; opts instead for dandelion‚Äôs breeze-blown ¬† r ¬† o ¬† a ¬† r.   .. … Continue reading

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humanity i hate you

(for Mr. Cummings)   .. ¬† parenthesize death all you want, Sir. put poems in its lap; syntax the crap out of us all in kisses, laughter, flutter, flowers. that casket‚Äôs still too small; this day, too soon.   .. … Continue reading

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Losing Our Cool

{whilst swearing by all flowers} (with ardent gratitude, always, to E.E. Cummings) .. wholly to be a fool, we spring forward with both feet and road-rashed hands. stand in showers of kisses, flowers; call them real. beg, borrow and steal … Continue reading

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The Book of Wild {Flowers}

Patrons of the magnolia, our hips are used in every maple-sugar camp, harbingers of good luck , bustling with hum; make hues of autumn by simple division. Serve as sun ………..-flowers. They have learned the arts of roguery, the long … Continue reading

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scribbled daisies in delicate margins

.. swearing by all flowers, she spins hours making eyelashes of petaled promises, lovesmelovesmeknot chains of whim. give her a peri -winkle pen and a bit of white space, and she‚Äôll ……………(erase) trace her own heart along veined vines, and … Continue reading

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swear by all flowers

.. , love me, …love ……..me …..not, but petal me something more than this one falling thought caught by wayward ………………be(e). .. for NaPoWriMo, day 8.¬†

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such small hands

.. if we swear by all flowers, hours, kisses ever better fates, these inky ex-ten shuns of me be long to no -body, not even the rain.   . Written for dVerse Poetics, with thankful nod to E.E. Cummings.¬† ¬† … Continue reading

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to the poet who urged me travel,gladly be{yond}

excerpt from somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond E.E. Cummings: (i do not know what it is about you that closes and opens;only something in me understands the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses) nobody,not even the … Continue reading

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