Tag Archives: octpowrimo

the i that sees

Posted on October 29, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

the i that sees & she who feels sum this am who does   ***for Octpowrimo, the prompt is “individuality,” AKA, who am I.

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if i say i am sorry

Posted on October 26, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

if i say i am sorry for cutting me out of your chest without anesthesia it does not matter how cleanly i did it or if it was sterile & bloodlessly done i killed something & there is no gentle way … Continue reading →

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that story of us

Posted on October 25, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

that geography between us spanning this want can disappear in days with one word the theme hums its own clichéd music, fate rolls hexagonal dice in a karmic dare– will these two small things find a way to each other? i … Continue reading →

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flow (surrender)

Posted on October 21, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

there is that current you go willingly with or it takes you anyway in riffs and rips better to slide into it than fight, drowning in crocodile rolls hard to teach that flow but when we learn it easier to … Continue reading →

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mirror the equinox

Posted on October 20, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

equinox– the wheel balances and turns, from birth to fading; there is evenness between light and dark today, birth of autumn autumn of birth, today dark and light between; evenness is there fading to birth from turns and balances, wheel the equinox … Continue reading →

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if the dead do anything underground while they dream they do not learn, but remember

Posted on October 13, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

i do not worship bones or light candles on graves like i saw on all soul’s day after sunset when i was a child. living across the street from the oldest cemetery in town, riding bikes on those quiet drives … Continue reading →

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awakening

Posted on October 10, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

what do i know this moment rising from a dream still swimming behind eyelids i keep closed awareness weaves itself the shuttle/my breath pulse stretching throat to speech this my sunrise

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