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all my pressed petals for you grief arrives barefoot,feral, gripping tight your throat āa spirit bereftprompt: āgrief arrives barefootā poet: loisofthehearth (instagram)
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2/31
all my pressed petals for you grief arrives barefoot,feral, gripping tight your throat āa spirit bereftprompt: āgrief arrives barefootā poet: loisofthehearth (instagram)
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july haiku: 1/31
friends, itās that time again! this yearās challenge will be a bit more low-key. iāve made this announcement elsewhere but not on the blog: iām having open heart surgery at the end of the month! but until then, thereās plenty of poetry to keep me busy. so without any further ado, here is the first haiku of july! inspired by the prompt āl is for the way we lingerā from lovewithalyssa onā¦
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constellations
bug face
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gateway to my heart
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what a wonderful world
primary/primary asters in the sun transformation
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sunday smalls
just thiswe sitside by sidein companionable silenceat the edge of the world;my head on your shoulder,we breathe in timeand watch the stars fallinto the inky ocean
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collection update!
oh, hello the last time i printed my poems, it was on a dot matrix printer šµš¼ i have them in a folder and yes, some of them are still attached to one another!š« collection work begins in earnest, a little later than i anticipated. (and now further delayed because i ran out of INK)š« theme? love and longing in a time of despair ā¤ļøā³š« itās entirely DIY and mostly a challenge to myself. i truly hope iā¦
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too many gods buried under too much rubble
what an endless malaise, this lifefull of sinners and saintsgod dressed in ragsburied beneath rubblea double rainbowa field of flowers noddingunder a golden sun
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bleed me blood orange dry
š desire is a sunriseblood orange trailing acrossthe face of nighthe is a silver stallionveins standing likemountain ridges dividinghis territorieshe rampages across the hours whereno sun touches my facethrough the fires of dawnsilver coat gleamingiridescent in the first golden rayof light
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high tide or low tide
te espero i saw you in the sand todayperched on the thin lipof a shell the sizeof my pinky nail you were waiting for the surf to sweep you away
house of the holy
i wear your medallion around my neck devotion pours from every cella deluge of worshipthe unworthy bathed in the sapphire tearsof a holy goddess
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writing on leaves requires a delicate hand
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itās never over
love is rebellion ā jeff buckley
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punctuality
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making an electronic baby *as soon as i figure them out
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31/31
not a pretty girl thirty-one flavors.one less than ani but stilla damn fine bargain
30/31
migratory birddo you feel the shifting wind?chase the horizon