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Mast (Mask) and Sail

I dreamed I was more than moored, but less than Lake. That the shaking of these limbs (this breeze) was about more than trees (and less than song.) I dreamed I belonged to the sea, and that she gave me … Continue reading

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The Quiet One in the Corner Poem

… She hides her eyes behind a stained glass moon; a shadow moving softly in a storm. … twiglets #78.

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language lessons

.. i am still studiously listening to the stutter of trees, the Braille of breeze, and the way these feathered things might sway their song. that moon, she’s a teacher. a preacher. a reacher of stars. a quiet far -off … Continue reading

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sometimes, on tuesdays, we write poems just because.

.. because the rain holds a hush we want to claim; because hiding these bright words under a bush would shame the sun.   .. Twiglet #74.   

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flip me crazy

like a page, ………………………………..like an empty box rage, ………………….like a (rib)cage -d bird, singing.       .. twiglet #72, with somethin’ me n Shawna said.   

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this remains

.. : your tiger lying eyes and an indigo syrup sky , served with a thick slice of moon. .. twiglets #71. ..

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Far Better Dragons

… We have made wing improvements, see? When we spangle them just right, they take flight. They shine. We whine that we can’t do anything about the talons, the sharp-played edges that etch and cut and sting. But see, here’s … Continue reading

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