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Tag Archives: syllables and song
The Swish and Stammer and Smudge of Love
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
Posted in poetic asides poems
Tagged April PAD 2017, daughter poems, dawn, sky songs, storms, syllables and song
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sleeping in syllables
she dreams in couplets, breathes in metered feet. she snores to the beat of words that treat themselves to feathered phrase and counting sheep. Prompted by Poetic Asides.
play my name
… across this whispered breeze treble-trembled soft, and spit-shined fine. form my syllables from songs of sky and moon and sea; see how they define me. …
Posted in moon poems, NaPoWriMo, Poetic Asides Chapbook Challenge 2016
Tagged name poems, November poems, PAD, Poetic Asides, syllables and song
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contrary concrete
.. there’s art on her way into the city. also, an ex -pletive or two. she likes to count the letter Zs. see how many she can catch before the buildings scrape the sky. there’s a guy on the last … Continue reading
Power Lines
.. This poem is a live wire, a woven liar, a vowed lyre with a broken string. It’s a filament of sigh and song, a quiet longing sizzling across the miles. It’s a caffeine-keyed up smile, clacked black against … Continue reading
something new
. snow. the crunch of it under her feet. the way the streets whooooooosh wet when the cars waltz by. (where is everybody going?) stars spilled, a crushed-glass ceiling overhead. the moon’s borrowed light. an old story spun on fresh … Continue reading
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Tagged dVerse, hubby poems, moon poems, my love, old new borrowed blue, Poetics, syllables and song
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