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Tag Archives: yuck
The Low-Hummed Hope of Other Songs
… We have wandered ……….(once again) too far. Become un -lucky in our gaze. These streetlights falter, alter shadows, offer cobbled stones. Perhaps we have bartered our broken much too soon, settled for the passing of the buck by … Continue reading
Posted in dVerse poems, moon poems, Quadrille
Tagged cobbled stones, dVerse, hum, moon, our broken much, Q44, Quadrille, stars, yuck
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Got Stuck
in the muck. In my truck. (Just bad luck.) Tried to flee. Silly me. Feet got tucked in that muck with my truck. (Aw, shucks.) Pulled ’em loose. Lost my shoes. (Bad news.) Still here. Oh, dear. Mud in ear. … Continue reading
Posted in dVerse poems, Quadrille
Tagged funky rhyme time, muck, Quadrille, Quadrille Monday, stuck, yuck
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thirsty thursday
ran one …{mile} with two crazy kids, then one without and no doubt: 5am is easier than 7:15, when that sun has already taken charge of this too-bright sky, and I am sweating, dreading, threading breath through fiery lungs and … Continue reading