Daily Archives: January 8, 2012

10 Pound Poem on an Ounce of Paper

Harvesting thoughts With a scythe and sickle, Burying the furrows Like a paradox popsicle. The literary farmer Sows fertile periphrasis Lamenting fraught seedlings Twisting taffy off the pages. While carmine dust-devils Stir desert air, Cochineal insects Sip prickly pear. Gather … Continue reading

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Gravity and Cats

Gravity is not dangerous, it’s just another variable in their calculation….because in a cats mind everything, EVERYTHING, is accessible. And until they get it, their world nearby is abundant with equally happy and achievable alternatives. This is probably all that … Continue reading

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Dream Dust

Beneath these clothes, and flesh and sinew… is a universe trying to get out.  And if I languish to a halt, and weather to dust, I’m only expanding; to be found again, in the dream dust of another.Image from: http://tinypoems.blogspot.com/ tis … Continue reading

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Now (again)

I’m living in the now for all ages to come! tis nothing if not heardEmailTwitterFacebook0PrintGoogle

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