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Tag Archives: poetry
Smashing Monday Poetry #1:
If you’re not familiar with Smashing Magazine, you need to check it out. If you’re a designer, artist, photographer, or just love any of those things… you REALLY need to RSS it. They have a ton of lessons, collections of … Continue reading
New poem: The conversation
What art is choicer than the talk? A thousand thousand colors paint the clip snip nip nibble bubble pop of you and me while we bob for puns, slip flirt, nudge points, poke parody inside, joke, tumble, prop the social … Continue reading
New poem: Winter Triptych
Cold, Stiff Walk with me again like we walked home from school when sticky, yellow buses couldn’t wait for drama and debates. Snow-congested, gravid Boston skies harrowed moisture from the corners of our eyes. Trees shamed bare of gaudy, orange … Continue reading
Four new poems
All written in the space of about a week. Who knows why this happens? Perhaps John Hodgman. Click to read. Or just enjoy the titles. Always Boy He dances with ghosts one day Wait, wait I kinda like one of … Continue reading
Poetry writing exercise for Matt
Howdy, y’all. Enjoying my vacation from my folks’ place in northern Tennessee. Lovely new home, new neighborhood and, for my Dad, a new office. So… now that we’re all caught up. On an earlier post, Matt commented and asked for … Continue reading
Another new poem: Where there’s smoke
Where there’s smoke The thunder came back for a third time last night. Explosive light spattered behind and beyond, too far up the county to preview the drums with a white, sharpened, spark bone jammed into your eyes. Sitting, not … Continue reading
New poem: Bad pun
Bad Pun he defines “untied” as “tied to nothing” no hope of hope no jump into a lake of cool sweet summer peace no rope swing leap from earth to air to water boys fly free men tire mourn hang … Continue reading