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Poems in the coffee shop: Conspicuous pronouncements.
It’s bitter cold here, -20F. Not that that has anything to do with these poems I’m sharing, I wanted you to know that. Anyway, I was with my journal, passing into one of my favorite local coffee...
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THE ALL WRONG THINKS TO RIGHT ITself… a pantoum
I said to my friend the the other night in some jabber about life, “It sets me right and I do it wrong”. I captured that little one-liner on to paper and thought that I’d take it and make a poem out...
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In Salutation
me n’ my shadow In salutation An all hail wide open A colourful unfolding to the the wake up call, breathing Being licked by the sun and breeze. Shivering to the gather of grey soon to come . In...
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RISING
In the cave dark and deep Cold gives lies to what is thought lost The heat of the heart was pulled to the North where winter held her Hostage to the frigid deceit . A flickered shiver of a flame on a...
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INTO THE WAKE OF DAY… an aubade
The invitation from the www.NaPoWriMo.net , Day 6, site is to write a ‘aubade’. An aubade poem comes from those flirty French, and is a poem written about the break of day when lovers must part....
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Haiku… The Calling… day 7 of NaPoWriMo
Call came from the sky Was heard in the everywhere It filled us up blue . No clouds anywhere Blue is a cool smooth talker One cloud would have helped . Rain comes tomorrow Waiting feels like forever...
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WE ARE NOT THE ONLY EXPERIMENT
“…We are not the only experiment” Buckminster Fuller This poem is from a prompt that invited me to choose a random quote and take the last few words of it and make it my own. We are not the only...
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The Knit and Purl of it
She was not that much younger or prettier Time had had its way with the both of us. Not in that cruel way that time can shrivel and lay pain deep to the bone More in the gradual way years give toll to...
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Do Not Enter…
This poem comes from a prompt of Jill Badonsky. “Write to expose those things that need light to be shed upon them.” What are those place within and around that have a ‘Do Not Enter’ sign on them?...
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30 DAYS OF A FOOL’S JOURNEY day 1
National Poetry month 2017. Day One…30 Days of the Fools Journey. I am attempting to tell a poetry story in 30 days about the Fool. Perhaps it is a bit foolish of me to attempt such a foolish...
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