April 30, 2021

where to find yourself, someone in love............. #NaPoWriMo Day 30

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where to find yourself, someone in love  find a poet find your never shy words what are you  or may be  in a moment in a series of them in c...
April 29, 2021

inside a heaven we once were... #NaPoWriMo Day 29

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inside a heaven we once were  <part one> we had become  regulars at the midnight diner  i was the stranger  from out of town  weary ey...
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April 28, 2021

time melts when we die the unseen death............. #NaPoWriMo Day 28

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time melts when we die the unseen death seven years old  the child was  parents panicked  heard the cries  the child is not dead  risking li...
April 27, 2021

intrigue goes with any picnic... #NaPoWriMo Day 27

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  intrigue goes with any picnic  You were in my dream  we were walking along  a rocky little pocket of big pebble sand  we had to crawl down...
April 26, 2021

much like a grand foyer with wainscoting and marble... #NaPoWriMo Day 26

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much like a grand foyer with wainscoting and marble... there we were  poem and subject  alley charming  a poet in the poem hall  we both wan...
April 25, 2021

hemingway was our scullery maid... #NaPoWriMo Day 25

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 hemingway was our scullery maid   when wanting to be bowsprit  we both write in the daylight  we scream it against what augers our souls  h...
April 24, 2021

she put her dreams in my mouth... #NaPoWriMo Day 24

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  she put her dreams in my mouth  demi tasse spooned  said stir the pot you got  if you want Sun and rain together  i said the Luperci are a...
April 23, 2021

to like to fall down is to love how you rise......... #NaPoWriMo Day 23

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if it happens  in funny ways  i linger, after the splat  for a moment or two  i can feel if am bleeding  and where  are we poems  of conscio...
April 22, 2021

"tell me a story..." #NaPoWriMo Day 22

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"tell me a story..."  what did you want to write  i wasn't sure right then  sometimes feeling  as if my radio was broken  we w...
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April 21, 2021

when you wear... #NaPoWriMo Day 21

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photo by Fausto Podavini © when you wear  anything is possible pants  the heart is a language  without words  this is where, i pray  looking...
April 20, 2021

she had orchestral fingers... #NaPoWriMo Day 20

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„The Juggler of the Apocalypse“ Michael Hutter ©  slate roof hoof spill  street lathed  bad Sun acolytes  we daggered in sin  apple bobbing...
April 19, 2021

She taught me how to walk my humanity............ #NaPoWriMo Day 19

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becoming Rapunzel's shoes  at the foot of my bed  fell into a dream  seams splitting spit roasting my innards  skin words kin wards eyes...
April 18, 2021

what we wear of another... #NaPoWriMo Day 18

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when our universe began  fabric sorrows  be not something we'd borrow  often enough from each other  and not that we ought seek  to do s...
April 17, 2021

Mother of Stone Giants... #NaPoWriMo Day 17

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Thomas Cole, 'The Course of Empire, Destruction' Why quiet, why a voice  to stay dark  has nobody told you Edward  another child kin...
April 16, 2021

when night hungers for its turn towards morning... #NaPoWriMo Day 16

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i made a plate  and was proud  it looked great  when loud progeny  said to me  when are you leaving  pressing me  vindictively  apple doesn...
April 15, 2021

if madness were a clock: wanting your blue hour music... #NaPoWriMo Day 15

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to awaken  as you belly sleep  smiling, some wanting to be  last night rolling grapes down your spine  eating them in the small of your back...