Author Archives: Susan L Daniels

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About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?

Haiku heights prompt: Breeze

Posted on March 2, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

what will nod daisies scatters snow like confetti winter’s white flowers

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For Marek, After Bypass

Posted on March 1, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

This should be a bouquet arranged and fragrant for your hospital room, saying something simple but true, like get well soon, or best wishes for a speedy recovery, and those will come later when we sit in your room and listen to tired … Continue reading →

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This is what we do every day, people.

Posted on February 28, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

Love this group of musicians who collaborate globally.  

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Renegades

Posted on February 28, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

Art is not owned by nations, And can never be Soviet enough, Uzbek enough Though the artists Might be chained to times Or movements The images, painted Breathe, stretch oiled wings And own themselves Before flight. ***Fragment of something larger, inspired … Continue reading →

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Not a Ruth and Naomi Story (a sonnet)

Posted on February 28, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

I never promised to go where you led With the blind belief of a burdened beast, My feet following any path you made. We are not a fated twining, our threads Spun and woven to oneness, west and east Meeting … Continue reading →

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behemoth (rework)

Posted on February 26, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

They are what swim, what fly, what run; they are the eyes holding firelight in fear-touched hunger. They are the plural as single and the one as many; striped and spotted, feathered and furred, scaled or catching hair against brambles. … Continue reading →

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Manic Pixie Dream Girl

Posted on February 25, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

Tinker me pink because I will never wear serious red because my hair is tangerine some days cotton-candy blue others to draw  your mouth happy I am spun sugar stuck to your tongue, sweet that never grows up or out completely … Continue reading →

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