Monthly Archives: December 2012

Dormancy (reworked into a double triolet with a couplet)

What waits to stir beneath snow is more than old leaves and mud; life folded, patient and slow (is) what waits to stir beneath snow shifts in its sleep, hungry to grow the dreams seeds own, impatient to bud what waits … Continue reading

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They made me do it (three nuts and a squirrel)

this magic of us we own is nothing tangible but priceless and if I could I would not hide it in a safe because it would not be close enough no, I would be the old woman who stuffs her … Continue reading

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not every poem I write is about you

Not every poem I write is about you just the ones that when I read them out loud stretch breath tight like a bowstring that fires an arrow at a fleeing target and falls short so I have to swallow … Continue reading

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Dormancy (a triolet)

What waits to stir beneath snow is more than old leaves and mud; life folded, patient and slow (is) what waits to stir beneath snow shifts in its sleep, hungry to grow the dreams seeds own, impatient to bud what waits … Continue reading

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Haiku: New

inside this acorn old, cracked, dormant under snow something stirs that’s new ***for Audra and the Panda, as well as HH!

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Originally posted on Stephen Kellogg's Blog:
This is a response poem inspired by the poem “if this were a love poem” written by Susan L Daniels and found on her wonderful blog here. If this were a response to…

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if this were a love poem

I might say once you sprinkled constellations in my eyes and scales went crazy because my smallness could not hold all of what was blooming if this were a love poem which it isn’t so I won’t I could mention … Continue reading

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