Category Archives: New Free Verse

Poetry 2012

covering my ears

Posted on August 18, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

doublespeak: how words twist from opposite corners of one man’s mouth to braid different versions of the same lie I was taught to speak singly & simply learned early truth talking does not demand a good memory those lessons obsolete … Continue reading →

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Haiku Heights Prompt: Green

Posted on August 17, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

mint mingles with sage my fingers rubbing green scent from leaves I harvest

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the physical properties of desire

Posted on August 17, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

  the sigh that drives everything desire is simply desire & here we reach for each other, welcoming our bridge of words and silence mirroring the draw between atoms echoing the loneliness of God for Adam the want of earth to hold … Continue reading →

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stone dreaming

Posted on August 17, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

the woman with pebble eyes and river blood sings inside water her dragonfly wing whisper brushes my ears she needs rain the drought of her bones is dry twigs snapping her mud skin dries in lines tracing alphabets I don’t read the hurricane stripped … Continue reading →

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how 12-year-olds flirt

Posted on August 16, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

how do you like them apples she asks bellyflopping cannonballing moving as much water as 99 pounds can splash into his face he likes them, I can tell as he shakes pond water from his eyes splashing back but those … Continue reading →

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my eyes hold the colors

Posted on August 16, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

my eyes hold the colors of this water stirred up we swim in their reflection

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when to listen

Posted on August 16, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

when I speak smoothly and bring you armfuls of smiling word bouquets what I say is not as important as what the spaces between words tell you when I stammer

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