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haiku on the cusp of the solstice

ByKymberlee

today at the lake
winter is nigh, the trees bare
the sun a cold gift

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endings | beginnings

ByKymberlee

at dusk, hundreds of crows were flying to the southeast in a sky of watermelon juice (and she sent me to see them. go to the front! just go!) at noon, we were eating french pastries and chatting about girl things (she looked at me with those unnervingly wise eyes) this morning, i kissed my…

bricolage project day 11 [her]
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bricolage project day 11 [her]

ByKymberlee

The word of the day is her randomly chosen from Rob Brezny‘s book Pronoia is the Antidote for Paranoia.  Oh, how I wish I had the energy tonight to delve into her but alas, it has been a full day.  I will say that I was at a poetry reading tonight at Columbia City Gallery….

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bricolage project day 4 [perceived]

ByKymberlee

What is Perceived Each day during the month of October, I’m creating an ephemeral bricolage art piece.  I choose a random word from a book on my shelf by opening a page in the book and pointing to a word without looking.  I also started creating a rule for each piece because I like constraints….

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to what end, technology?

ByKymberlee

Update on 10/24/2024:  There used to be an embedded video here of animated robots reading a Keats poem from a site called xtranormal.  I made some fun videoS there when it was still around.  Sadly, I didn’t download most of them so they are lost.  Like so many things.  ~KdL I enjoy my comfortable life…

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Taurus SuperMoon Haiku

ByKymberlee

legs tangled in sheets full moonlight caressing her in morning darkness

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firestarter

ByKymberlee

a fire blazes in the city of my birth– we joke about the causal friction of our union (flint and tinder) your voice like chocolate and brandy liquid starshine soft. smooth. strong. (tinder) were you complicit with the fire? you still are with your lips like butter and soft whiskers (tinder) the hills are still…