Tag: Poem
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10 YEARS AFTER THE BOY WITH SEASHELL TEETH AND THE GIRL WITH FEATHERS IN HER HAIR
For better or worse, all things come to an end… as I wrap up my first collection of tales, all of which surround the dynamic duo Birdgirl and Seaboy, I’d love your feedback. The collected are soon publishing and I’m taking orders now and you can sign up for my mailing list for a discount…
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Poem: Rambling Without Destination, or Paradise Lost (Patron Content)
I bit into an anchovy. Brine dissolved across my tongue. Salt and sea marrying into the myriad effervescence of it all. The wine settling deep within my belly, then rising, awakening the uninhibited within. I raised my head back and sucked at the sharp edged mother of pearl
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AN INVITATION TO A BRAVE SPACE
Together we will create brave spaceBecause there is no such thing as a “safe space”We exist in the real worldWe all carry scars and we have all caused wounds.In this spaceWe seek to turn down the volume of the outside world.We amplify voices that fight to be heard elsewhere,We call each other to more truth…
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Invocation (Poem): Will you embark upon our honeyed rendezvous?
Will you embark upon our honeyed rendezvous? Will you drink this strange brew? Inhale the perfumery of day glow grain? Heed the invitation East?
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Sunday Morning – A Poem
Sunday Morning BY WALLACE STEVENS I Complacencies of the peignoir, and lateCoffee and oranges in a sunny chair,And the green freedom of a cockatooUpon a rug mingle to dissipateThe holy hush of ancient sacrifice.She dreams a little, and she feels the darkEncroachment of that old catastrophe,As a calm darkens among water-lights.The pungent oranges and…