Category Archives: New Free Verse

Poetry 2012

warning label (spoken word)

Posted on December 9, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

this box you try to fit me inside is too narrow for my borders & I will not be folded like a secret under your bed a stained & shameful thing with all the magazines & my shape is too … Continue reading →

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Apocalypse poem #9–5 minutes on the timer

Posted on December 9, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

you can get an HIV test now with results 20 minutes later but that’s plenty of time for that man with dark green eyes to remember who he has been with how many times with & without risk since his last … Continue reading →

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Inspiring Each Other

Posted on December 9, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

Hi poetry pals! Well, today, something interesting happened.  Bruce wrote a poem, which inspired me, which in turn inspired Audra at UnfetteredBS, which inspired Franzad to write a lovely poem.  Talk about a wonderful chain reaction!  This led Bruce and … Continue reading →

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legally blind

Posted on December 9, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

There is no right or wrong in this visioning, only sight from eyes that were born flawed, unfit to serve, though these lips know the kiss of fire & lit, sing here there is just my seeing filtered & corrected … Continue reading →

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I am

Posted on December 9, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

I am drunk on sky sipping too deep the twilight & swimming an ocean not of water and salt but bliss to drown now would be to meet a heaven I already know ***All Bruce’s fault

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apocalypse poem #8: Mine & yours

Posted on December 8, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

I am tired of apocalypse & just want to hold us tight until it’s not my mine or your yours anymore but just another sort of ending

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visiting Lois

Posted on December 8, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

faces are not faces any more but parts of the room to her–a roomscape with no sun ever setting & the days uncharted by anything but the brightness of this fluorescent & linoleum reality of a waiting room overlooking a … Continue reading →

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