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?

Posted on February 10, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

Originally posted on createdavidt:
Green pebble rounded by Andean ascent Rolls the sky open Convinced by the rightness of the left Thorned champion of homeland torn asunder   Rolls the sky open Diplomatic as a pouch Thorned champion of homeland…

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Letting Go

Posted on February 9, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

My mouth knows the words and frames them in gilt cursive, ornate and twisted with false pretty I don’t own, sweet phrases blooming on pink greeting cards I never buy, because I have truth to speak that is  simple, unflowered and natural as breath. … Continue reading →

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carefully everywhere descending (apologies to ee)

Posted on February 9, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

Perhaps somewhere snow arranges itself carefully and everywhere descending, but here it is less pointillist and more whitewashing with a wide brush, painting over everything an annihilating sameness.

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Haiku Heights: Red

Posted on February 9, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

the cardinal preens– loosens one feather, a spark to ignite winter

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Completing the set

Posted on February 7, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

for Jeff You were bigger than my doll but quiet.  When I bounced her on my lap she squawked mama through her plastic mouth, but you had no words, only bubbles; black licorice eyes shinier than jellybeans in an Easter basket. Your fingers knew how … Continue reading →

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the isle of apples

Posted on February 4, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

Do you chase that other Eden, ruled by nine sisters, that dreaming place that swims just past wave-kissed vision, where women pose as mermaids and stretch their arms over the Atlantic? This is the heart of legend, spawning the ore used to forge … Continue reading →

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Haiku Heights: Pride

Posted on February 2, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

the roses open curled petals showing off scent– hubris can smell sweet

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