floating and leaving no trace
close your eyes
open the third
sulphur yellow swirl of sparks
like a limoncello candy
a galaxy dissolving in the cosmic mouth
we are all suckers
under the tongue
of a laughing buddha
you better hope
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here lies lust
whose blood has
turned to rust
decaying bones
a powdered dust
remember the fire
in his veins
bore you higher
than any snow-capped
mountain spire
what an art
was seduction
the saddest part–
he had no
beating heart
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It’s National Poetry Writing Month!
Day 3
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a hollow christmas ornament
shattered against the fireplace bricks
such a shiny mirrored interior
what lives in there
that needs to see itself
wherever it looks
distorted in a not-so-fun house
the outside painted red
and i think
that’s the opposite
of what
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sun bounces white
a horizontal bar
across the falling water
no cascade no foam
no churning among the pebbles
yet the water speaks for the light
understand how voices once
were heard proceeding forth
from burning bushes which
did not become ash
but don’t pretend
to understand
the voices
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the continents move on their own
subduction abduction conduction reduction
transformation realization ablation elation
earthquake milkshake hard to take big mistake
i keep waiting for the earth to stop rattling
i keep waiting for
i wait
Welcome to Day One of NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo! As in past years, we’ll feature a participant each day and supply an optional prompt. We’ve also traditionally supplied an “extra” – a link to a journal accepting submissions, information on a poet writing other than in English, etc. This year, we’ll be rounding out the daily posts with…
two black lizards
sun themselves on the concrete curb
i pass like a cloud
we wear each other like second skins
a tight fit in winter and spring
but in summer we peel apart
all too soon one of us is dragged
into the quick
threatening pain
scars
and blood
if freckles were the only damage
if only
We’ve got a new participant in Open Mic. Welcome to Dormiens Vigilo. You can visit his site here, and see his contribution right here.
Can you believe March is almost over? Man, time sure flies when time flies, doesn’t it?
open me
avail yourself of the best knives
words glances touches
honed sharpened designed to
slice cut sever
make me shudder
make me twitch
drag your tongue hot
across the open wound
cauterize it with your spit
papillae scraping edges wet
knit me
with your purrs
with your moans
close me
