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Tag Archives: 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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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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Waiting on Her Wings
She can feel them back there, growing. An ache between her shoulder blades. The phantom flutter of feathers not yet known. She’s flown before, she can feel it in her bones, the rush of breeze.A scrape of treetops across her thrilling skin. A whisper of … Continue reading
Posted in November Chapbook 2022
Tagged adaptation, bite of star, longing, longing for wings, moon poems, November 2022, waiting in the wings, wild wings, wings
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we wee dragons
we are the smallish ones, of tiny scales and silver tails sealedin scarlet slip of sky. we drink from butter-cups and saucer moonto soothe our embered tongues. we sing in hum -mingbird thrum. we wee beasties swallow fallen stars to stoke our shine. and we find … Continue reading
Posted in April PAD 2022, dragon poems
Tagged here there be dragons, hummingbird poems, scales, smallish dragons, talons, wings
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mercies new
we can rue this day all we want, rant its shortcomings and moan its faults, but there’s always another one another run another sun waiting in the wings. :: In April, we poem.
Posted in April PAD 2022
Tagged mercies new, morning poems, second chances, sunrise, wings
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dragon dna
.. they’re two parts moon, i think, a drink of shimmered scale and waxing fire. where do their wings come from? starling murmur? darling’d breeze? the breath of trees and song that comes ……………(what may) from long stray veins … Continue reading
Posted in twiglets
Tagged breathing fire, flight, here there be dragons, talons, twiglet, twiglets, wings
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Zoanthropy
Posted in dragon poems
Tagged April PAD 2018, becoming, dragon songs, here there be dragons, scales, wings, zoanthropy
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Befriending the Dragon
.. Nothing better than discovering her (s)word, her own strength and song. Realizing the fire was coming from her own center and just needed a spark to give it flight. Whispering her wings to life, her heart to breeze, her … Continue reading
Icarus Ponders His Fall
Should have gotten myself a good horse and a plow, some tangible now to hold onto with both bold hands, instead of these waxen whims. You’ll find me flailing as you’re sailing along, perhaps a pirate song on your tongue, … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged ekphrastic poems, Icarus, on Wednesdays we write, Poetic Asides prompt, wax wings, wings
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Cobbled in Ink and Indigo Sky
.. How many miles has she walked now (barefoot, backwards, both ways), how many days until the next rest -stop? These feet are fueled by quiet psalm and howling prayer, dared to keep going by a sinking sun. She’s shed … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged are we there yet?, maps, OctPoWriMo, road less traveled, Road Trips, roadwork, wings
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