Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Friday, August 18, 2023

The End of Everythihg

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  The fire didn’t realize the strength of water until she killed him. The water didn’t realize the strength of radiation before she evapor...
Saturday, April 2, 2022

All For Naught

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  I've decided it's true. No good deed goes unpunished. But that it's punished without question says more about the accuser than...
Wednesday, December 9, 2020

Passion Play

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"Their souls entwined," the poem read, and to the azure skies they sped. A poem's no good unless it's spent on passion, pa...
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Saturday, August 24, 2019

Waiting for Release

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In the Dark He lies in the gloom and wastes and waits. He is tired. He dreams of the tim...
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Sunday, April 7, 2019

Dreamscape

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Last night I dreamed I was in  India. Elephants and houses had memories as long  as b eing. A phantom shook my shoulder. I tr...
Monday, July 2, 2018

Politics of Summer

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Summertime. Garden-district cottage. Cats on the porch. Ancient oaks. Peaceful. Shady. Tomatoes -- blood red -- and mayonnaise,...
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Thursday, May 24, 2018

Inside Out

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Outside Doves the color of dust. Dust scattered with seed. Birds eat as though nothing has changed. Chatterings continue unabated. Insi...
Monday, February 26, 2018

Woodville Wildlife Festival

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Woodville Courthouse All the artists set up around the courthouse square beneath the oaks, the resurrection fern swollen and green ...
Friday, January 12, 2018

The Weight of Water

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The wind whispers secrets soon to be revealed.  Pushes him along. There is no cure. He shuffles. Small steps. Unsure fo...
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Saturday, November 18, 2017

Falling Leaves

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Perhaps it would be better if I don’t speak. Reflect the silence back into the water, listen to the evening come to help  the night...
Friday, October 20, 2017

The Forest in Fall

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She walks in dappled brown. The trees, emboldened in their bare embrace, reach down, carress her freckled frown from their anchored height...
Friday, October 13, 2017

Cherry Grove

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Cherry Grove: A Ghost Tale All around the old place, the dead visit. The day he opened up the trunk of that sweetgum tree,...
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Thursday, July 20, 2017

Unbearable Happiness

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Unbearable Happiness So here we are, all cozy warm and wrapped in secret dread that this might work and now instead of rejection...
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Friday, November 11, 2016

Signs

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All around the city sparrows fell. Pigeons lay like litter in the streets. That's what it took to make us stop, l...
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