Category Archives: New Free Verse

Poetry 2012

If fate is a weaver I make my own cloth

Posted on July 10, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

Weaving is a woman’s craft, and I have pulled art out of air, the shading subtle.  I had strung the warp, risked it, knowing some patterns fade before they become weft, pulled apart and combed smooth, rewoven beneath the shuttle. Before … Continue reading →

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The Boy Players

Posted on July 10, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

Shakespeare’s women were first men in drag; a gaggle of girl-shaped wishes sharpening to  crone-bawdied wit.   Some boys make beautiful women.  High tenors before breaking are a beautiful thing, the art of the act volleyed past dialog and into being. Jules … Continue reading →

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No fairy tale – response poem

Posted on July 9, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

Originally posted on ONE OF A CLASS:
This is a response poem to Susan Daniels’ most excellent and funny poem, “No fairy tale”. Read it here first at: https://susandanielspoetry.com/2013/07/08/no-fairy-tale/ * * * Oops – sorry! I tried to pick a…

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No fairy tale

Posted on July 8, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

I am no princess waiting for rescue. Any tower I am inside I own the keys to and the dragon coiled at the base is of my own making.  You might bleed the price the thorns I planted as seeds require, surrounding … Continue reading →

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Who is scared of a big bad breast?

Posted on July 8, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

Originally posted on Girls' Globe:
I live in New York, and I see them everywhere – on subways, in coffee shops, on park benches, lying on their sides on picnic quilts, in restaurants while others are eating around them, in…

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Scrabbling

Posted on July 6, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

It’s not so much the cross words any will work in laddered spontaneity we call a game.  Language is promiscuous, links  to fill missing letters, words twisted to fit any story.  Avoid bozo or orgasmic if you can, but in … Continue reading →

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astronauts

Posted on July 3, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

There are degrees drawn in the heart echoing lines calculating the absoluteness of  zero, scaling to meet the incalescence swaddling a birth of stars. We are long past nova or theoretical lack of motion, drift weightless;  serene, wrapped in vacuum. I need … Continue reading →

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