Tag Archives: tiny poems

Be Right Bach

Posted on December 11, 2019 by

  … the stars are calling, a sonata -storm of sharp and shifting sky, and I am all fugue and fear. But there’s a cantata playing in the next universe, my dear, and we’re invited.   ..   Written for Poetic … Continue reading →

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lights

Posted on December 1, 2019 by

  ..  fireflies dancing on fir branches; a fairy gala of stars.   .. Me n my Shawna are penning tiny poems all december long. Wanna play?     

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syrup sky

Posted on November 19, 2019 by

.. she breathes …………….oh, my under waffled clouds.   .. I soooo wish I could take credit for the title phrase, but it’s Misky’s twiglet today. Come play!       

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Seeing ourselves in raindrops

Posted on November 10, 2019 by

  ..  We watch the rain reflecting all our falling, puddling all our pain. .. In November, we poem. Sometimes, a day late.     

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smallish dragons in boxer shorts

Posted on May 29, 2019 by

we’re happy to report that though they snap and snort, they’re all smoke and they keep it short.     … Written for Poetic Asides.       

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improbable sky

Posted on May 2, 2019 by

… oh, that moon. she’s an imp …………………………………-ossible loose tooth, the jagged space where you left your heart.       .. Written for Poetic Asides.  

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Bones

Posted on April 29, 2019 by

(an erasure poem) This poem is the sludge of her pencil, the long lost magic of that gold paint noise.   In April, we poem.    Erasured from this poem from day 21: Bare Bones This poem is drawn        (and … Continue reading →

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