Category Archives: New Free Verse

Poetry 2012

Dark Love

Posted on October 24, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

a poem by Zoe L. Daniels Darkness consumes me, filling me with dark desire, it burns like s fire. A fire so intense it singes my heart to ash, leaving love ashes. Darkness consumes me, filling me with thirst.  It … Continue reading →

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for my neighbor with the nobama sign

Posted on October 24, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

this is for you, with the sign my hands itch to take down but don’t.  since the revolution we are no strangers to violence, but mostly our overthrows are bloodless & with ballots, not bullets; though Lincoln, Garfield, McKinley & Kennedy argue one man’s … Continue reading →

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Posted on October 24, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

double, triple, quadruple wows.

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between the breath of god & created things

Posted on October 24, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

there is bareness between the breath of God & created things inscrutable beginning of awe folded into pulse/that core belonging to us but an us sparked, summoned into being & ultimately home ***Octpowrimo’s prompt for the day is the bare bones of poetry. … Continue reading →

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i want to go there with you

Posted on October 23, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

there is love we cross oceans or continents to meet, finally & love we stumble over sleeping in doorways comfortable, familiar the magic in it is not so much where it is found, or how but where we let it … Continue reading →

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if death is truly the road to awe

Posted on October 23, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

if beauty is in the breaking down & the taking up of matter, growth/decay intimately twined into this weave, our fabric unraveled & reknit if death is the beginning journey both becoming & unbecoming, let something live sing & thread through these bones … Continue reading →

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Posted on October 23, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

Originally posted on Awakened Words:
She kept the sugar water full. Each day checking the level of liquid in the feeder. The ghost waited each day beneath the tree, each moment in her presence a treasure. A day, more or…

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