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Tag Archives: syllabled
a story held tight in syllabled fist
see, here’s the gist: this poem does not want to be told. she’s holding it all in way too close to feathered chest assuming playing dumband stumbled silence bestfor flying below the radar, or snow. see, here’s the ghost: of chance, she cannot speak. it’s been a week … Continue reading
Posted in November Chapbook 2022
Tagged feathers, gist, ink, pillow fight, salt, syllabled, this poem poems, trees, waiting on her wings
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poem in peril
help! she’s running from the dactyls again, fleeing her own parchment skinand huddling between the lines. she’s been participle dangled and meter-mangled and nearly strangled (but wits intact) by stanza. in fact, she left us a syllabled s-o-s,and I fear it’s no joke, see? cuz just when you think she’s … Continue reading
Pondering the Word Water
These parch-ments leave us longing for sylla -bled ink. We kneel to (paper) stream, drink deep. ::Quickly, day 5.
Posted in Miz Q Prompts
Tagged paper, parchment, streams, syllabled, thristy, tiny poems, water
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