My first phone call of the day is to him My first lauding of the day is to him My first thought of the day is of him My first dance of the day is for him My first dialogue of the day is with…

I’m confused Which one is you: The wide-eyed bird Perched on wire Like a soldier Guarding his territory? The bird taking off In terror Turning his back on Possibility and commitment? Which one is me: The petrified bird Clinging to certainty The steady and solid…

Not part of the sea yet, she flows until her soulmate embraces her. She dances through the path, blessing everyone in her way, nourishing those who are good, punishing those who try to change her. The man may grow advance techs, thinking of themselves as…

“This is how she found us/the past draped about us like a cloak” Selkie Weaning Young (Redux) ~by Diana Khoi Nguyen   she did not know  her past was our future she ran through us we all fall down  passion interrupted  faces of shame and…

gemstones of memories tumble through my mind; each turn new patterns of truth

  MMIW: Pocahontas   Here’s another sad tale of an Indigenous girl stolen from her land and forced into marriage.   Many of you know of her from Disney’s movie: Pocahontas. It displayed her as a proper age and was in love with John Smith….

Where do they go, the lines born to parchment then aborted? whose fetal metaphors, each stillborn line, lost before its time, unbirthed before the writer signed and claimed it for his own?

Ended up with a prose type poem.   Hour 16 The problem with being in love with a group of poets is I’m monogamous. And most live hours away across state lines. And even if they were close I would be to shy to say…

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what is love when it’s one-sided? What is love if you’re not appreciated? what is love when you feel like the journey is just yours? What is this kind of love on rainy days? In the heat? On bad days? What is love when it’s…