Tagged: poetry challenge

at first light, maybe

at first light, maybe
second light, the moon has climbed as
high as it’s willing

to climb for the night – grab these
corners, let’s give it a lift
.
20180607:1945
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: willing

twice you said

twice you said
you didn’t think i could
handle the weight
as though we were
never locked
underneath the
dogwood trees,
outstretching the
time we were given
.
20130103:2154
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day unwraps

there is nothing that

there is nothing that
wraps you closer to
home than the faint
recognition of old
wallpaper, on the
surface so solid
and cold, under-
neath, a soft
familiar defense
.
20121224:2322
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nearing twilight,

nearing twilight,
as the blood
cools, you shrug
off your great sky
coat. even from
about sixty
earth radii, the
sigh is undeniable
.
20121223:2240
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with you, i am a

there is glass

there is glass
between us, aged
glass that distorts
the meaning
with no inclination
to crack. i’ve
already asked the
super to supply
more padding,
the draft is
becoming
unbearable
.
20121219:2246
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it took just under six

it took just under six
years to disassociate
getting off at Bedford
with the apparition of
you on that January
corner as i emerge
from the station.
in every version, there
is a crook interlaced
in the narrative, and
the dénouement
excuses herself
to turn in early
.
20121217:1536
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lost things have

lost things have
a tendency
to grow
tendrils, dense
and unrestrained.
at a glance, it appears
superfluous, like
a tinseled wreath
of quarreling
afterthoughts,
but any Darwinian
understands the
clever adaptation
for getting
caught, for
succumbing to
memory’s hedge
.
20121216:1244
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after a little more of

after a little more of
this, we will no longer feel
unprecedented. yes,
there are limits
to discovery when
touching here
is all at once
new
and wasted,
and spending
a night entangled
is just another
conversation
we ought to be having
.
20121210:1556
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