Tag: free verse
group name: freeverselovers
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November 07, 2009 10:41 AM EST --
Don't Give Up
Read a book, read the news, get discouraged, don't give up.
Write for fun, write for work, with pen in hand, don't give up.
Sepia w orld , . . .
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March 13, 2008 11:38 PM EDT --
The valley quail has fed the cannibal owl
and flecks red spots into a round mandala on
snow-bright squares of ground where grass roots
thatch the roof of worms' worlds and sundered
wings turn . . .
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February 08, 2008 02:32 PM EST --
Look at the sky
and track a pink tricycle's skidded scrubs
of white knobby tires through blue today.
Let cold seep up
through a slab to ankles, remind of knees -
what . . .
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February 08, 2008 06:38 PM EST --
I will tell you how I mark my place,
even though the act may send shivers
along vertebrae and arms,
set fingers of book lovers all atremble,
whether burly-knuckled, talcum sleek, or parchment . . .
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May 29, 2008 10:00 AM EDT --
"Crystal clear" repeats in my mind,
Your lenses, crystal clear--
Twin orbs of blue, polished by tears
Of your lovely making
To tease my heart to plead for you
To spend eternity
With . . .
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April 23, 2008 08:13 PM EDT --
Rainbow shades of vibrant hue
Blend in streaming flows of tears
Trees so dear I close sore eyes
To hear rustling, windy cheer
Scents are but a memory
Numbed by pollen wafting by
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July 28, 2007 06:57 AM EDT --
Blue, blue, a baby blue,
Is a boy dressed in sailor blues;
The word pops from the mouth, like blowing raspberries.
Blue, blue, is a baby boy
Whom we chuck under the chin
To make him laugh. . . .
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September 29, 2007 04:09 PM EDT --
I walk through the city;
It's become a trek of stolen glances,
Every window a mirror
In which I stride long-legged and confident,
My hair a banner in bus-winds,
A light in glass-and-concrete tunnels. . . .
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September 04, 2007 01:25 PM EDT --
I called you Willow Woman after our creek trek.
Bound bundle of leafed stems tied at your belt,
Strong walking stick in hand, sprig of willow
Stuck through your straw hatband-
You posed for . . .
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February 19, 2008 01:13 AM EST --
Mona Lisa Brown propagates
two-tone spider plants, talking
them through rebirth, through
re-becoming again a whole of
what they were cut from -
for they will grow whole
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May 11, 2008 11:22 PM EDT --
Eyes peer to know
What awaits me
On this brisk day
Pitching in seas
Capped by white spume--
Wickedly flicked
As briny spray
Past a proud bow
Risen and smug,
Into my face
For fine effect. . . .
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February 03, 2008 03:30 AM EST --
Hope draws me in
With soft tendrils
Slipping over
Long untouched skin
Small fires to tell
Of your passage
Again, again
Until I breathe
Sweet scents of you,
Perfume mingled
With . . .
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February 13, 2008 11:41 AM EST --
For the little valentines out there, and those a little older whose minds love to come out and play--Happy Valentine's Day!
Flowing ribbons,
Colored valentines,
Friendly thoughts
Of . . .
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March 16, 2008 02:24 PM EDT --
An old dog of a man squats low,
wears a utility shirt stamped USMC
with holes where a rank had been sewn.
He is under the eaves, watching
white hail miss his coffee mug. . . .
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January 28, 2008 06:31 PM EST --
The sky is falling through the stars
above these hills, this meadow,
and there are places where night leaves
footprints on the prairie grass,
scuffing off the dewdust with drizzles . . .
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May 19, 2008 04:58 PM EDT --
Today William Stafford's many stones
made a marker under the skylight, one
of those stacks of relatively flat rocks
that say:
Some-
one was
here & placed us
just so for reasons . . .
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May 19, 2008 06:17 PM EDT --
You trust all of it, you do. Even quicksand
has a bottom. Pink is the color your heart beats, beats
above ground, picking up pigment and pace
before those toes touch bedrock - oh,
but . . .
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December 29, 2007 01:15 PM EST --
Trouble lurks
on the outskirts
a perimeter,
a buffer
surrounds me
Through the mist
I can see your face
somber,
intense
and focused
to guide
and protect
Raw . . .
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