Tag Archives: poetry

I am (2)

Posted on December 10, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

I am the voice of rain on a tin roof bringing dreams I am both flight & chase– the running doe & the arrow shot & singing through morning the missed chance. the flash in the stream. catch me if … Continue reading →

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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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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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how to make an African blush

Posted on December 8, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

for Celestine, Noel, Boomie & Obinna it begins as brightness under skin a blossoming of heat visible in the earlobes & softening just a little the corners of the eyes so they crinkle into almost smiles all of you tell me it … Continue reading →

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