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Category Archives: New Free Verse
what you don’t feed, dies
the fire in my chest you kindled, love years ago dimmed when you failed to feed it anything but dreams & lies which sparked up & burned too fast like pine snapping it needed substance to keep burning & there … Continue reading
cleaning up a suicide
***warning–do not read this if you are (a) having a wonderful day, (b) squeamish at all, or (c) the person who knows I did this for you two years ago this month. wrists take too long to bleed out he … Continue reading
the valley at night
tonight the moon is the full red moon of august the green corn moon the grain moon & the blue moon so many colors describing that blank white face caught in water behind my reflection stirred with a stick rippled … Continue reading
draw(ing) game
when we were children my sister & I played spelling games on our backs, fingertip alphabets pressing questions into skin then, we had winners & losers now, you & I play a different game; my touch scribes, strokes the figures of … Continue reading
origami feelings (a tritina)
the words you bring me are sweet shapes fanned, folded and pleated into origami hearts I unfold these paper hearts and smooth them to what is sweet at the center, love pleated should love be pressed and pleated twisted into … Continue reading
love in active language
a cathedral built of live stone climbs skyward this is how I pray in breath consciously and always spires stretching to joy stained-glassed sun stamping color in light reliefs on the floor on my hands across knees this voice in … Continue reading
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Tagged cathedral, Georgian chants, Light painting, poetry
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sky music
i heard hymns sung in thunder today the deep bass drum of the sky torn open to bleed rain