Daily Archives: June 7, 2013

Old Soft Shoe

Without further ado, I present to you my new shape poem about an old soft shoe!

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Patience

The test of patience                       is how we compose ourselves                                         … Continue reading

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Whole otherness

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What earthling is whole without wandering a ways through this other world?

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Complements of Nature

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Who can compete with Nature’s unfurled complements? Wave a violet-custer color palette in my face like a Van Gogh vase. I surrender to your splendor and marvel at your impregnated impasto primavera! An illustrious…

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Poeulogy

Words outlast  silence, pen-stroke preserves past, present and future pathos, poetry a eulogy  to our ephemeral  memories.

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So many bread crumbs

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What the ceramic sparrows were missing with their beaks perched away from the pane: a rose waving its pink-petaled windmills at tilting bumblebees, forty foot firs outgrowing the boundaries of the window frame, dwarfing…

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A poet’s soliloquy

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Do you like to spout poetry aloud or just whisper its breath betwixt your brow? Do you prefer punctuating sentences  with pronounced pauses or calligraphed crestfallen commas? Will a crowded reading room ring true…

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The funny pages

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I’m always here, listening in, aware of the conversation but hearing only silence. Busy bodies hurry past, dumbed down by their complacent progress. It’s as if I am a  crossword puzzle, the boxes fill…

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Right around the corner

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Nature and the weekend are right around the corner…

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Comfortable in terracotta

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Lazy sunlight stretches across our sleeping dog’s long back, persistent solar rays pecking more grass and insects than our chicken called Tac. Nearby, our gate angles outward casting checkered shadows set in cement, rose…

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