Author: crow

I'm a writer and a dabbler. I live in Southern California.

Poem 20151126

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everything can use a little editing
a gentle stroke of the pen
to make
what does come out
what should come out

–wait, i didn’t mean that–

would never be uttered again
because everything would be composed
pored over
marked up
submitted as galleys
and approved
before the words pass
carrying less weight
perhaps for the extended process

conversations would stretch
for days
and saying i love you
would take from the first glimpse
of morning sunlight
to when the full moon sinks below
the horizon

Poem 20151125b

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give thanks before you are asked
before the request passes through the lips
before the thanks seems less like
gratitude than like a duty

give thanks for her smile and soft skin
and for the tenderness of her hands
for the curve of her neck
and the way the light catches her eyes

give thanks for hearing laughter once again
and for the corners of her mouth upturned
and for the scent of her when you embrace
and for how she lingers in your mind

Post 20151122

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So weird.

I was just doing some random searching through my site and happened to look at the archive.

I have had this blog for ten years, but did nothing significant with it until last year.

In fact, the first poem I wrote for this blog is dated 20141122, one year ago today.

That’s an odd sense of nostalgia for me. Here’s how things break down, post wise.

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Almost four hundred poem, and I haven’t posted yet today. I’m pretty sure most of them aren’t very good. But every now and then, one sneaks in.

Thanks to everyone who comes by to read these, and thanks to everyone who inspires me to be a better writer, poet, and human being.

Poem 20151121

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I’m going to say thank you to Doug at his terrific blog Elusive Trope for nominating me for the Three Days, Three Quotes Challenge.

How the challenge works: I nominate three others to also embrace this challenge and, on three consecutive days, to provide a quote along with your take on it. As far as I can see, that take can be a post (like this one will be), or a poem, or a photo. Hey, how about a song, or spoken word?

It’s Day Three. I’m not adding new nomination, but here are the nominees from Day One. Please check out their blogs:

Optional Poetry
Poet Rummager
Linton’s Legacy

—–
Our greatest glory is not in never failing, but in rising up every time we fail.
–Ralph Waldo Emerson

we rise up
though our legs buckle
and we fall again
dig our hands into the earth
spit the dust from dry mouths
we dare the hammer
to strike once more
we rise up

Poem 20151120b

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I’m going to say thank you to Doug at his terrific blog Elusive Trope for nominating me for the Three Days, Three Quotes Challenge.

How the challenge works: I nominate three others to also embrace this challenge and, on three consecutive days, to provide a quote along with your take on it. As far as I can see, that take can be a post (like this one will be), or a poem, or a photo. Hey, how about a song, or spoken word?

It’s Day Two. I’m not adding new nomination, but here are the nominees from Day One. Please check out their blogs:

Optional Poetry
Poet Rummager
Linton’s Legacy

—–
Always do what you are afraid to do.
–Ralph Waldo Emerson

the pen weighs heavy
in the hand
perhaps a ton or more
and there’s no way
a normal human being
can lift it
or draw it across the page
and leave a mark
that others will interpret

–or worse, a mark all too
easily dismissed
and ignored

but the words will out
like antlers springing forth
from the velveted head of a deer
single roots that branch and twist
or athena from zeus’ forehead
fully formed, armored, and armed