Category Archives: New Free Verse

Poetry 2012

that line

Posted on September 7, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

if there is a line between free speech & treason between change & revolution between assembly & rioting it is fine it is dark & it is drawn in blood the problem is it takes death to tell the difference

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the dark spots on the sun

Posted on September 7, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

sometimes sun blooms dark spots, cooling his burning by degrees tempering infinite chained burning for moments do we cool, lover, in this way? our first heat damping back shifting to the controlled burn of a lasting flame?

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left-hand guitar

Posted on September 7, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

this music’s about love that stays longer than your man ever would she cries blues in a beat felt from the soles up, strummed with calloused fingertips on strings; hunger voiced with cords & carried on breath because need this deep … Continue reading →

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asthenosphere (quickening)

Posted on September 7, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

we need to pay attention. so much happens six miles beneath our houses fragile as eggs with thin shells balanced on a teetering shelf nothing is certain. even toads know where we stand is not solid amphibians taste the shudder of … Continue reading →

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September Heights: Render

Posted on September 7, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

we can, with patience render out the possible from improbable *** Yay!  Tomorrow’s prompt looks easier.

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wind

Posted on September 6, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

Invisible hands tease hair with agile fingers breathe away summer

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trying my hand at shadorma

Posted on September 6, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

you whisper to me your yearning so lightly a feather voiced with a weight that staggers inside one small word     The Shadorma is a Spanish poetic form made up of a stanza of six lines (sestet) with no set rhyme scheme. It … Continue reading →

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