Monthly Archives: August 2012

Beautiful Blogger Award

Posted on August 25, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

Hi Everyone!  Cristina-Monica Moldoveanu, extremely talented poet and blogger, has nominated me for the Beautiful Blogger Award.  Thanking Cristina so much for the nomination, and please do visit her at the link with her name–her poetry is gorgeous, and worth … Continue reading →

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Haiku Heights: Alien

Posted on August 25, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

some days I don’t fit easily into living in this world but not

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Posted on August 25, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

Originally posted on hovercraftdoggy:
Photograph of a 3D painting sculpture Write Life – oil on fabric covered foam, Japan clay, wood / Daeng Buasand

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the poem I wanted to write

Posted on August 24, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

there was a poem this morning looping colored cursive arcs on the ceiling ready for paper– it was something simple like how your voice wings to my ears & our laughing braids across miles or is it inches between us … Continue reading →

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death rituals (those crazy Americans and their guns)

Posted on August 24, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

why does this choosing your own death demand you take more with you you are no pharaoh and there is no sun god I know of that still craves the blood of those innocents to appease with these lives leaving … Continue reading →

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The Booker Award

Posted on August 24, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

Have to thank Rhonda over at Help Me Rhonda for this award–one I am ever so eager to share with all of you, list my 5 favorite books of all time, and then nominate 5 other people whom I want to perter … Continue reading →

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46 soon

Posted on August 23, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

that number climbs closer to 50 & all the selves I carry inside nest each other like Russian dolls– the women I was holds those women I might have been & greets the one I am still becoming so many layers in … Continue reading →

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