Saturday, November 16, 2013

fast

she had the writer's heart
an eternity stretched like lover's lies
like longing makes a story true



Sometimes is a person longing for things
to be as they had been before
a noonday sun based on memories   we all
 have stories

xo

Saturday, November 2, 2013

Odds of writing the same poem twice

colder than snow
falling in ice


A sky
winter
white
Tonight mixed with words wet as
floating on the ocean

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Thursday, October 24, 2013

The Peanut Butter Cat



Peanut Butter Cat  2013


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Sunday, October 20, 2013

Like there might be write poetry


I love you as the plant that grows
 without water or sunlight

and in the sky you hold up
you lift me up above my dark whispers
as waves gather up and curl
before crashing on the shore

 Your love fills me like the sea fills the low parts on earth
and on top of the ocean blows the endless love of your voice



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Saturday, October 5, 2013

tiner tinger


Your Peaceful Voice

oceans of space to love
more porous than dreams
quietly passes over me
like dawn in waves


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Saturday, September 14, 2013

who wins tonight

as shadows disappear
into the shadow residing
in the feathering edges
of reasons given in to

the wind slowly
dissolving me

I find you far off
walking
into a godless sky
and my heart quickens
with possiblity
burned into me

is this passing image here
inside the interruption

the still wanting
the simple price
of transformation

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as a tree still
I feel the birds listen
as your soul sings
in my heart
It's just a funny thing
love does
to straighten
out the universe


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Saturday, September 7, 2013

not that i know anyone but

It's really hitting me lately how everyone with the same first name acts so very much the same
in so many ways so very much like one another

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Saturday, August 31, 2013

the real heroine dynasty


I can't do this anymore
it's too quick mannered
when just a second used to be so long

a song for living
a pecan tree
In front of steps one two  three

I bared my mind of
pointlessly pointing
so beautiful even so
here for me





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Sunday, August 18, 2013

When you were born



when you were born the souls of the planets
moons and sun
stopped and rearranged
themselves in a special pattern
that kisses your neck gently
along your collarbone
one by one



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Wednesday, August 14, 2013

The one second baby


behind the grey voices
behind the
pools of warm grey shadows




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.more pools of warm grey shadows






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Tuesday, August 6, 2013

Scene From Pages One


fall  whispers 
like a determined
trip or a place I can't name
born into dreams that drift
and
things I'm afraid of  
beige waves 
planted in opposite quadrants of the earth


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Sunday, August 4, 2013

bird person of the cardboard house

Once I pecked out your blue eyes

Is it really us in a dream
are we ourselves
or not? 



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