Tag Archives: poetry

dust

Posted on August 2, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

rain is a tease when dirt rises to spin in vision like small dervishes dancing prayers or hides between roots never enough water to fill wells to feed these sticks I planted & there I can see it the great … Continue reading →

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when you smile my name

Posted on August 2, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

this feeling opens from the toes up hums joy deeper than sweet more gentle than any hands & belongs to you

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love in quotation marks

Posted on August 1, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

that word I use to celebrate my commitment to chocolate & coffee more than I do people so much so it loses visceral force spoken but your definition is not so much that flowering into an us that is more than word … Continue reading →

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sidewalk games

Posted on August 1, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

playing games it is hard to distinguish the thick line between love & need when you outline feeling in squares & skip over them all so fast, so lightly child hopscotching and counting numbers to some finish only you & … Continue reading →

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i wish you love and flight

Posted on July 31, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

for T. i wish you love and flight away from the cage of bone that holds you, broken and breaking further as you strike against those bleeding bars to reach light you are a floating thing, and fragile; a swallowtail … Continue reading →

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decision

Posted on July 31, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

if I stand here balancing air in my palms as if weightlessness counts for something as if feathered breath is a factor in final choice it is because dreams have form and can be tangled inside those intricate threaded catchers that … Continue reading →

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eagle, hunting

Posted on July 31, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

her veed shadow slides over grass taloned purposeful, patient in slow spirals of seeking interposed between sunlight & safety for the small things she hunts

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