Tag Archives: poetry

days i walk though dazed, dazzled, drunk on blueness over my head

Posted on September 16, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

these are days i walk though dazed, dazzled, drunk on blueness over my head echoing light like returned kisses, when color forms a fist and punches daylight so hard it brings up bruises in flaming leaves Fall color is not … Continue reading →

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why i stop at two

Posted on September 16, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

i learned once (or twice) judgment can be rolled into a ball & slipped into a back pocket ignored for the time being & for me teeters on a balance between that third glass of wine & the fourth before … Continue reading →

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mist fills the shadow of the earth

Posted on September 15, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

this deep shading heavy with singing crickets and scents of summer drying coriander crushed under feet though they walk gently and I whisper sing of simple things the ordinary stretched across the longing universe resonating and echoing it and somehow … Continue reading →

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dying men can’t swallow speeches

Posted on September 15, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

dying men can’t swallow speeches or drink hope and your words will not bandage their bleeding– they need something real

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there are leopards in our bones

Posted on September 15, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

what is human builds. there are leopards in our bones, hyenas in our throats, growling & now laughing tornado spirits spin small midnight circles in ripening cow corn behind my house. i want to choose symbols for us past 30-minute television channel … Continue reading →

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once the dust clears (for RGH)

Posted on September 14, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

the house you built still stands, shaken but unbroken the rooms you nested within then drifted apart inside wait here, the other side of pretending for you to shed, finally the character you learned so well in gesture & inflection practiced until … Continue reading →

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Posted on September 13, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

she says she loves him, still with her heart broken because that space in her chest shattered & open has room for so much more than pain

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