Tagged: postaday2011
by her nature, peace
by her nature, peace
often slips by unnoticed,
a fold in water
.
20120114:1626
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January turned a new
January turned a new
leaf at the last
stoplight. we were
beginning to have
our doubts, but
when she saw
green, she shifted
gears, gunned it,
and left us cold
.
20120105:0817
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winter arrives
winter arrives
and arrives again,
always
a stranger, yet
familiar – like
the middle of
a song, the second,
third, or eighty-
first time
.
20120104:2350
y
captured six minutes
captured six minutes
before his nap, a puppy’s
play is never done
.
20120102:2326
y
all day, the sky was so
all day, the sky was so
clear, you swore
that we didn’t
have to move
another
inch to reel in
the color of winter
.
20120101:2259
y
balanced at the edge
balanced at the edge
of a rabbit year into
the head of the
dragon, we brush
off our old coats,
take a leap
into the unknown,
and allow
determination
and faith
to catch us
.
20111231:1320
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and the ice was
and the ice was
iridescent –
encasing
every imperfection
into that winter’s
eve, when love
was equivalent
to constant
motion, and –
true to any planetary
system – we found
ourselves locked
comfortably
into orbit
.
20111230:2341
y
between brooklyn
between brooklyn
and manhattan
we stretch our
determination
across the waters,
beneath each
troubled wave –
more often
than not
a stranger
to ourselves, let
alone to those with
whom we traverse
the journey home
.
20111229:2248
y
with the stuff dreams are
with the stuff dreams are
made of these days, it only
takes a lukewarm
soak for things
to begin to fall apart
.
20111227:1352
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on the evanescent
on the evanescent
edge of folklore
and fairytale,
between the shimmer
of legend and myth,
we are always
practicing someone
else’s composition
of faith – perfecting
the sudden
trills, being stuck
polishing the bass.
and even when
we have achieved
the desired
articulation for
devotion,
the subtlest
stirring can fumble
the smallest
melodic gesture
.
20111225:0159
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