Poetry

3ww.twice_now

privately
i wonder
where is it

miniscule
moments tearing
away horizon’s edge

restless
sounding siren
deviant dwelling drift

grasping
trivial triumphs
traveling neckbreak speed

retrieving
old records
new needle niceties

resting
rock hidden
evergreen branches blanket

nestled
neatly between
ipseity and intangible

the taste of freedom feels foreign and unforgotten. just outside a wisp of wishing near the weeping willow tree whispers. wind’s written sureties surrounded in the gale one hears the stories stilled. 

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three word wednesday: deviant, miniscule, trivial
my every day journal day 8 page 8

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3WW

3ww.perceptiveView

elastic dreams overdrawn desire
cancel and surrender the kismet cup
lumpish and laboriously long, the sunshine short
fifty-five feet of feelings fan the fierce frailty

considerate copies slumber close by
their cooing discretionary nudge
deciphering curious observation
a gathering of geese.. dawn’s full fertile flight
single pink slip mora stirs the quiet conscious calamity

telescopic tender wrap and woo
chanting breeze fluent in feather fluidity
widespread warmth wrapped in wonderful
sagacious story a waterfall bloom
one slender passage transparent page
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3ww: cancel, elastic, labor ….umm about two weeks ago ** note to myself** please start writing, and do not quit. and then post. yes, i know, it’s a commitment. yeah, scary and cool.

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3WW, Poetry

3ww.eggsToastAndSausage

tumble dryer

breakfast at marvelous midnight
a soft small naughty little need

egg cracking quiet, my bare feet
feel the cool floor collateral

window gazing wander, night’s zenith of
bright stars blanket above blue benign

boiling water whistle awakening
a taunt tactic of one’s clear collusion

broken bits of gone awry remain
shall we sooth a sore asunder

crouched our bold once barren
one convincing cry takes flight

our naughty little needs contend
puncture and pierce the soft tissue beating

later drying sheets alone
tumbling telling tales wag

outside tiny birds chirping chatter
seize the soundless summoning inside
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three word wednesday:  zenith, naughty, tactic
photo: tumble dry, comadreja, flickr

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Poetry

3ww. slow slip

rearranging a recall
idle, close and calm
spotless, bent and round

tumultuous touch you speak
pantomime power press
bewitched the breath animus

we mingle in mighty madness
hitch a ride astride the quarter moon
swinging light and blue

we drank a dark deep
nearer to the next rise of temporal
fixed fiery stars muster mumble

fugue flight our future faint
tomorrow’s timidity coverlet
submerged floating trance
you left a bite of tenderness

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three word wednesday: drank, hitch, muster

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Poetry

seashore journey

sunday scribblings: shipwrecked
three word wednesday: adapt, lie, glide

a sudden departure
started with a splash
knew it was a shipwreck
immediately immersed
wet water tread
sweet savoring surrender
crashing dryland pileup

new years eve fireworks
laughter’s luminous light
trailing trials of trouble
stars swaying sorrow
two feet feeling squishy
soaked summer sandals

unbuckled and brave
diving during darkness
two big eyes examine
hunchback harmony
in a placating plunge
flapping tall tail touch

always eternally open
comes a two oar rowing rescue
i am a walker willing to adapt
plunging possessions fall
and the big lie loosens
begins a glistening glide
to a far far away

those unlikeable emotions
hostile to water preferring the dry
in a downpour they disappear
lighter the load landfall appears
silent the air parts letting me go

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