A FISH CAUGHT ON THE CURVE OF THE MOON

  Love is a red Russian rose on the run, a bouquet to brush the blues from their burdens. Hope is his hand on her head in the night, taking flight as that blue bird darkens. But her moon was in Pisces and she was said to be expunged by her sensitive soul but in […]

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ENTANGLEMENTS

There is beauty and there is decay, they are gardeners of the same plot, seeking sustenance from the same sun, shade from the same soil, one awaits the wonder of the weather, the other; weathered by her ticking thunder. There is beauty and there is decay, they are inseparable, one holding fast to its height, […]

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JOURNEYS, PART 17, THE BRIGHT RED ROSE

Rough round that rose bordered hem we ran, regardless of where her skirts did scurry, no fretting to the fraying of her fringes, never noticing how nimble had turned to not-so nifty above that border of red roses, oh so pretty… We carried you, like a child, that day, winter now withered as the bark […]

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ANCIENT THING

  You can bury only bone, battered and broken, with a rose to bounce upon the cut of the coffin, but this ancient thing that sways day into night will not wither as our flesh falls from the light. Into the open earth we cast our demise as time turns onwards, even in a box […]

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A KISS OF A WISH

– I kissed a wish once when time was tender as flora, to swim as I fish once, I wished. I kissed a wish once when hope was all that I had, to be fine as a fish once, I wished. I kissed a wish once when cornered by courtiers too curt, to be free […]

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FALLEN FROM FABLE, day 13 of A Month with Yeats

  It’s day 13 of Jane Dougherty’s A Month with Yeats and today’s inspiring quote is from ‘The Hosting of the Sidhe’ by W.B. Yeats: ‘Away, come away: empty your heart of its mortal dream.’ My poem today is called: FALLEN FROM FABLE   When this mortal coil uncurls is it a fall into a […]

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BIRTH, SO STILL. Day 1 of A month with Yeats

  Jane Dougherty is not doing NaNoWriMo, let’s be clear about that. But she is busy doing something else equally inspiring- spending a month in the company of W.B. Yeats and asking us to join her- each day this month Jane will pick a line from a Yeats poem and write a new poem inspired […]

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