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a haiku for people who like boxes
you live in a box
made of limits, rules and pain
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to write love
As a celebration of National Poetry Month, I am going through my own poetry and getting it ready for publication as so many of my friends and fans have encouraged me to do. (Thanks for the encouragement, everyone!) I am also celebrating some of my favorite poets here on ye old blog. I was introduced…
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friday's song
playing in the sunshine and trickery with Loki a red herring–killed with my own knife– makes for a nice dinner amidst the curling, fragrant honeysuckle
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bare
I read an article recently that recommended walking with bare feet. I’ve been dutifully trotting outside each morning while I wait for my coffee to brew and walking on the little gravel patch on the side of the house. Back and forth. Bare legs. Bare arms. Bare feet. The rocks are hard and cold on…
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lincoln park haiku
breeze blows in languid summer lying in sunlight leaves fall from Madrona tree
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- love | mystery | photography | poetry | self-excavation | the delicious now
it darkened
the fire was spun like caramelized sugar with a smirk (and the hissing) my tongue, wet and hungry reached out to closed spaces (closing spaces) the balloons soaring above the firelight taking a piece of me into the embers below (with a hiss) it darkened and everything went cold the fire remains but doesn’t warm…
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growth for Photo Friday
rosemary for remembrance roots loose and untangled ready to be planted in fertile soil bringing forth what came before and creating something new
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