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Monthly Archives: September 2012
Originally posted on BroadBlogs:
By Raymond Bechard Excerpted with permission from “How to Lose a Woman Forever” on The Good Men Project Raymond Bechard summarizes Travis McGee’s views on women into 22 rules to losing the love of your life forever. Only…
Posted in New Free Verse
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days i walk though dazed, dazzled, drunk on blueness over my head
these are days i walk though dazed, dazzled, drunk on blueness over my head echoing light like returned kisses, when color forms a fist and punches daylight so hard it brings up bruises in flaming leaves Fall color is not … Continue reading
Posted in New Free Verse
Tagged Autumn leaf color, colors, fall, Fall Foliage, poetry, violence
18 Comments
Originally posted on hovercraftdoggy:
The Hunt House, on Fire Island, by architect Andrew Geller / photograph by Nina Leen
Posted in New Free Verse
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why i stop at two
i learned once (or twice) judgment can be rolled into a ball & slipped into a back pocket ignored for the time being & for me teeters on a balance between that third glass of wine & the fourth before … Continue reading
Posted in New Free Verse
Tagged bobbing for apples, foolishness from a long time ago, glass of wine, humor, kilter, poetry, shopping carts
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September Heights: Meadow
the woods brush field edges threaded with cornstalks–no room for meadows here.
Originally posted on Trent Lewin:
I don’t wish to offend with this bit, but anger is as anger sees it. I respect people’s right to speak. I respect my own to respond. This is written in response to a…
Posted in New Free Verse
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I feel your words
I feel your words shaking as the world did when it was made shaping mountains and valleys oceans cooling to a simmer with then the unexpected gentleness of rain
Susan Daniels Poetry 