Tagged: rhythm
we take turns playing
we take turns playing
the piano for the deer
napping in the yard,
the hummingbirds sword dance out
of rhythm, flashing their wings
.
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we will always stop
we will always stop
what we’re doing for the drum
solo – for rhyme or
rhythm, we lean in closer,
beating our own melodic tale
.
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you are meditating
you are meditating
while i peel into fifteen
pomegranates, looking
for a pattern, a rhythm,
a mantra to latch
onto that could
somehow make the
detachment effortless
.
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the stories that are
the stories that are
not getting told toil
ninety hours a week,
a silent rhythm
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: silent
on the nth day of
on the nth day of
summer, we made a few
more discoveries,
hand in hand, arms
swinging towards
home, luck in our
steps. a new
Hedera helix hanging
planter finds its rhythm
alongside us, ready
to climb towards
the stars at our window
.
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the heart, troubled, can
leaning in ever
leaning in ever
so slightly over the pool
of cicada songs,
a ripple in the reflection,
an asynchronization
.
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periodically,
periodically,
the heart gets loosened, rattles
in the middle of
the night, to a mysterious
rhythm, waking everything
.
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there is a picking
there is a picking
up quality to letting
go – unstressed, upbeat,
introductory – a slow
anacrusis to the release
.
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between sunset and dusk,
between sunset and dusk,
i carry our memories
into the woods and
to the lake, let
them soak in
the darkening
waters before
folding
them in
half
so
that we
can
share
everything
this equally –
anchor roots,
annual scars, our
most vulnerable
therefore responsive
layers, and each new
branch, learning to tap
our rhythm across the sky
.
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