Tag Archives: tiny poems

improbable sky

… 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

(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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post-it notes to my sometimes selves

“She wanted so to be tranquil, to be someone who took walks in the late-afternoon sun, listening to the birds and crickets and feeling the whole world breathe. Instead, she lived in her head like a madwoman locked in a … Continue reading

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scribbling on the moon

.. we’ve borrowed Orion’s belt -sander, Icarus’ wax and wane, the silver-tipped nibs of these immediate stars. it’s quite a stretch, this lunar etch-a-sketch , but we hope you’ll read it, …………soon. .. In April, we poem.     

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letters to smallish dragons

  we scribble tiny syllables and tuck them between these bright petaled teeth, unsheath our quill-swords and pen the truth in praise and song. they long to be spangled in our word-skins, I think, saturated satiated in wee-stemmed ………………..ink.   … Continue reading

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Poem for a grackle {left on an olive leaf}

.. What a relief for you to caw me your truth, written in -visible ink on this ridiculous sky.   .. In April, we poem.     

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Because the sky was such a sinister shade of blue

.. That was the day you told me this could be e  v  e  r  y t  h  i  n  g and I knew it was true. That was also the day you broke my soul …………………….in two.     .. … Continue reading

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how to woo a gypsy heart

  .. catch me if you can (but not too soon). own me for awhile …………………and then release me to the moon.   .. In April, we poem.     

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Oregon Origami

… Please, fold me over into the map, and take me to the sea.   .. This one snuck out, too.       

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the art of brevity

         In April, we poem.     

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