Tag Archives: Tahoe poems

TaHo(m)e

… She spills her soul to storm and wills her self to soar, and quills her words some more along these sacred shores.   .. Written for Poetic Asides. 

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Driftwood Beach Turtle

driftwood beach turtle, by Zack Jackson  … The Lake has tumbled your pieces smooth, grooved and waiting for artist’s hands to ask wordless questions. He gathers. Squints. Sees a body, a head, a swell of shell. Assembles. Pebbled sand greets … Continue reading

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North by Northwest

….. The cooperation of our wings allows the coronation of all this blue – recuperation at its finest hue, crowned in sifted sunlight, to the core. We don’t know the numbers, coordinates lost in translation. We only know true north, … Continue reading

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The Slow Simmering Down of Day

.. Ding dong. The clock is dead. The Lake is bowing her gorgeous head only to the ebbing sun. Her indigo blue dress has blushed crimson slate, and she’s twirling to greet a great rising stone moon. Enter the bear. … Continue reading

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eyes and arms and heart wide open

(the vigilance of stars)   .. well. i think we might just have something here, lost in all this blue. do you remember the way the earth swelled when you smiled? the wild heart abandon of that breeze? i’ll ask … Continue reading

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in the pink

i think we’ll stay awhile and just breathe in all this blue, be one with this lakey sea and see if we can wave bend mend the world.   …

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blue breath

the sky has fallen. loosed itself in liquid glass, cobalt indigoed its way from shore to shore; stored itself in stone and sand.   ..

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Chasing Blue

Here’s what I’m gone do… quick as you please gonna follow that breeze and a fine pine sneeze right on through to a perfect perfect shade of Blue.     ..

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blue poems

blue Monday phlegm goes well with indigo, turns out. cornflower and periwinkle smile, even when there’snot a cloud in the sky. blue (Tuesday) Oh, yes. Yes to a sunny packled indigo spot. Yes to the ruffled breeze and the pine … Continue reading

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Lake Sighed

… What shall we lace or trace or erase into tumbled sand? What will we keep burn deep spill, steep with trembled hands? One desire shines on, deep indigo true: That I would always know You in all this …………..blue. … Continue reading

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