Aug 11 2013

the flaws in my heart

.

are yours to keep

.

.

.

.

August Break 2013

Aug 10 2013

rise and shine

.

i hadn’t planned to be up

before the sun this morning

but this made me glad i was

.

.

.

.

August Break 2013

Aug 8 2013

kind of blue…

.

nature’s trumpets

.

.

.

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August Break 2013

Aug 6 2013

it all fits into
one corner of my eye

movement is what captures your attention

i fly away (in crooked lines)
to dance amongst the pleiades
and their ancient choreography
of hide and seek

i am dust

always there

visibly invisible

one clear tear
containing more
than this river
of flight

i can’t ask you
to understand
my fluttering

i can’t stay still
long enough
to burnish sanity
opaque

my universe is trite and monumental

i name it tree
and you laugh
with the music
of lost moonlight

i am a sliver
beneath your skin

festering for freedom

you name me calliope
and refuse to remove me

this is the seed
of remembrance
growing petals
of forgotten

i am blind and you are hollow

each night i fold
a dozen paper birds

and at midnight i listen for your drum

.

.

.

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Linking up with the fabulous dVerse poets for Open Link Night join us!

Aug 3 2013

bouquet garni

.

light

life

sustenance

.

breathe it in

.

.

.

.

.

August Break 2013

Aug 1 2013

august and everything after

It’s so hard to believe that it’s August already. This summer has flown by, as summers always do.

It’s been a summer of stolen moments, there is never enough time, and there is always something that needs doing, but I have tried to carve out bits of peace here and there.

Today marks the beginning of August Break in the blogging world. You can see the details here if you want to join in.

A photo a day and fewer words. (We’ll see how I do with that part). I’ll be alternating days between here and the blue muse.

Happy August.

Soak up some sun.

 

 


Aug 2 2012

i live

in a forest

of susans

sipping nectar

at dusk

and dancing

in the memory

of moonlight’s

shadow

.

of course,

you’re

invited

.

 

 


Aug 30 2011

calm lake

{august break no. 30}

 

::

i drove
in circles
through a town
called hope
to get to this
ink black
blue dark
place
where a
loon’s laughter
echoes off
tales spun by
the milky way
while the rest
of the stars
lay their
weary heads
down
on a mirror
of infinity’s
reflection.

::

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this post is part of dVerse poets OpenLinkNight


Aug 28 2011

at some point

{august break no. 28}

 

::

we all

have to come in

for a landing.

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Aug 27 2011

autumn’s light

{august break no. 27}

 

is different than

summer’s sun,

spring’s sparkle,

winter’s wonder.

autumn’s light

is filled with

longer longing,

deeper gold,

shadows that are less

shadow

and more

purple.

::