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Tag Archives: waiting on her wings
for want of wings
she whispers, sighs and sings, paints budding things on hungry skin. she knows the woes of outstretched toes and fragile fingers, waiting. ::In November, we poem.
Posted in Miz Q Prompts
Tagged for want, the woes of outstretched toes, waiting on her wings, wings
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Icarus Waning
I know the feeling, Sir. Of chutzpah,hubris, and unheeded warnings. Of flapping full tilt into a too-bright sun. . Of falling in love with this broken (open) sky. ::In November, we poem.
Posted in November Chapbook 2022
Tagged Chutzpah, danger will robinson, falling, hubris, Icarus, sun, waiting on her wings, wax and wane, wax wings
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The Myth of Gravity
She wonders, are we told that we will fall so we won’t fly? Stretches out her newborn wingsand kisses sky. ::In November, we poem.
Assessment
And then we decide it’s worth it, even with the fact of falling even with the spindled stalling even with the calling of the wild. To soar, perhaps all we need is this breeze and a little feathered hope, a rope to pull us back from … Continue reading
a story held tight in syllabled fist
see, here’s the gist: this poem does not want to be told. she’s holding it all in way too close to feathered chest assuming playing dumband stumbled silence bestfor flying below the radar, or snow. see, here’s the ghost: of chance, she cannot speak. it’s been a week … Continue reading
Posted in November Chapbook 2022
Tagged feathers, gist, ink, pillow fight, salt, syllabled, this poem poems, trees, waiting on her wings
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Preflight Check
And the earth was without form and void, and darkness was over the face of the deep. – Genesis 1:2 Talk to me, Goose. – Top Gun :: I’ve got all these murmur-ations, see? Dark shadow swirlings of thought caught in curious clouds. We … Continue reading
Posted in November Chapbook 2022
Tagged creation, flight, flights of fancy, geese, Genesis, murmurations, waiting on her wings, wings
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