Category Archives: New Free Verse

Poetry 2012

falling (for NPS)

Posted on September 26, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

you burned your wedding dress, but you stayed to braid your fingers through his, until the pain stopped and now you are unknotting, yielding & opening to air in the slow float parachutes know if only for a moment before gravity … Continue reading →

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haiku heights prompt: paper boat

Posted on September 25, 2012 by Susan L Daniels
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i hate cliches like wearing my heart on my sleeve, as if somehow that much control would be possible

Posted on September 24, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

a heart lives inside my tongue, in my fingertips, pulses through my pen & i never know what secret it will speak just for the sake of singing it & there i am, left cleaning all that unrepentant truth-telling that … Continue reading →

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haiku heights: sleepless

Posted on September 24, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

courting sleep, sheepless nothing to count down but breath from 20 to dreams ***actually, with the way my sleep pattern works, I have to count back from about 200, but too many syllables 😉

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Posted on September 24, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

Originally posted on eulonia country:
i’m in the bath before it is drawn the waterline rising to my ankles and only yet lukewarm. when we were kids she’d bathe us in just two inches, a wan bar of soap passed…

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intangible

Posted on September 24, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

if i could stretch my spirit to where you are, i would haunt you through the door we call dreaming but it is difficult to spin a strand of self that far, so instead i will call you here sculpted of shadow where i want … Continue reading →

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Haiku: Haiku Heights Paradox

Posted on September 23, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

  I chase paradox, answers lead to more questions this brain cannot hold

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