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Summer Convections

August 25, 2021 by Dale Leave a Comment

Forest Canopy

A thirsty sun Sucks the day’s wetness Through straws Slurping the last drops Sweaty fountain drinks Heat waves Crashing against earth Harden the world’s skin The cool dusk dawns Embraces suffocating August air Lies in state Wet foreplay Replaced By the wholeness of moonlight A canopy of Saran Wrap Overstretching Captures Convections sleep Rhythmic moist…

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Filed Under: Poetry Tagged With: dew, heat, nature, Poem, summer, walk

Old Farts Blvd

April 30, 2021 by Dale 1 Comment

street sign of old farts blvd

As any journey begins you take a first step and ask for directions “Can you tell me how to get to …” (push out the worn refrains of Sesame Street) “… Bonavista?” jot the words into memory and promptly forget what comes after left …. stand, ponder, look around (avoid all eye contact) “Just admiring…

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Filed Under: GloPoWriMo2021, nonsense/children, Poetry Tagged With: directions, GloPoWriMo, Poem, road trip

Escape

April 29, 2021 by Dale 1 Comment

through an airplane window

My gaze escapes the window through the thickness of its panes grasps at a swallowing light rapacious, seeks but discovery Leaves behind the hedgerows the nascent permanence of beginnings born to me a placenta providing place Break, break, break I yearn to be rooted free, ripped, torn from ties that define and bind take, take,…

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Filed Under: GloPoWriMo2021, Poetry Tagged With: belonging, childhood, gaze, GloPoWriMo, place, Poem, window

Forks and Knives

April 28, 2021 by Dale 3 Comments

fork and knife on table

Forks and knives? Yes please (The table is set) What’s that?  Dinner (The tone is established) What’s that sound? I don’t know – someone outside? Why are they using Frank’s barbecue? Because they live at Frank’s Why is this cashew soft? What happens to food when you cook it? Why is the steak white? It’s…

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Filed Under: GloPoWriMo2021, Poetry Tagged With: children, dinner, GloPoWriMo, Poem, questions

Scabulous

April 27, 2021 by Dale 3 Comments

image of scar

My life is stitched together with scars some are hidden within a knee some are visible some you can barely see autographs collected, like stars loved and lost a broken heart mended restarts fool me twice shame on me a shattered heart beats poetic darts reclaim my love the baggage grows love again the story…

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Filed Under: GloPoWriMo2021, Poetry Tagged With: GloPoWriMo, heart, life, Love, Poem, scar, sorrow

Your Tail Curls Me Round

April 26, 2021 by Dale 5 Comments

dog in bed

A morning bed, a head that yearns Makes my back burn With your body that yearns Makes my back, makes my back burn Your panting a daily reprise My awakening you baptize And your panting a daily reprise Keeps me alive, keeps me alive You curled Oh, the world curls around Your tail unfurled around,…

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Filed Under: GloPoWriMo2021, Leo, nonsense/children, Poetry Tagged With: dog, GloPoWriMo, Lyrics, Morning, parody, Poem, She Sells Sanctuary, song, The Cult

On the Occasion of a Sunday Shower

April 25, 2021 by Dale 3 Comments

rain drops on a leaf

I lost myself in that conducted moment’s quiet awaiting the Sunday matinee when rising a canopy of batons began to sway counting the postured orchestra stirs black and white alive aroused with the tympani of striking drums beating the tapestry of my solitude flashing insights into a parallel world, divided, sparking a river dance of…

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Filed Under: GloPoWriMo2021, Poetry Tagged With: GloPoWriMo, music, occasion, occcasional poem, orchestra, Poem, rain, Sunday

Whale of a Tale

April 24, 2021 by Dale 7 Comments

beluga whale

It’s quite the sight to behold, this St Lawrence estuary where inquisitive pregnant women loll in the water — but seriously, be quiet, watch your motor mouths — they’re irritated by the transient noise crossing the sounds. Yes, they liquid beautiful in those dark blue waters but mind your place and keep a shotgun handy…

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Filed Under: GloPoWriMo2021, nonsense/children, Poetry Tagged With: beluga, GloPoWriMo, Poem, pregnant, whale

Vanity

April 23, 2021 by Dale 3 Comments

inside of a church

“Vanity, saith the preacher, vanity!” Is it you, always, or is it never me I am immune of all responsibility How do you live in the skin of your humanity yes, it befell you, but I’m cloaked in invincibility even though, true, I’m not river dipped like Achilles but, I don’t need a walk light…

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Filed Under: GloPoWriMo2021, Poetry Tagged With: GloPoWriMo, monologue, Poem, Robert Browning, vanity

rings a bell

April 22, 2021 by Dale Leave a Comment

bells hung on a door

with a doorbell pulled I remember you always there thoughts tarnished brass etched upon childhood above Oregon grape twisted chords together chimes toll time notes love letters symbols cracked silence rings an open door invites embrace acceptance belonging like a doorbell Grandma I hear.   ∞ Submitted as part of “National/Global Poetry Writing Month” (#NaPoWriMo…

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30 Poems in 30 Days – Global Poetry Writing Month (2022)

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    A Love Song
  • Chosen

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  • Wormwood

    Wormwood
  • Bashert

    Bashert
  • Lumber Dog

    Lumber Dog
  • Aisling for the Land

    Aisling for the Land
  • Hard Boiled Boy

    Hard Boiled Boy
  • The Blasted

    The Blasted
  • Sense of Time

    Sense of Time
  • We Reflect

    We Reflect
  • A Family Grown

    A Family Grown
  • Fly — Away

    Fly — Away
  • Curtains

    Curtains
  • A Question Heard

    A Question Heard
  • The Storm

    The Storm
  • A Dis-Ode to the Mushoom

    A Dis-Ode to the Mushoom
  • Bun in the Oven

    Bun in the Oven
  • The world don’t owe you nothing

    The world don’t owe you nothing
  • the syrphid

    the syrphid
  • Osborne

    Osborne
  • Love is not a Word

    Love is not a Word
  • Meta

    Meta
  • Super-Pop

    Super-Pop
  • footprints on the sands of time

    footprints on the sands of time
  • Spring Grows

    Spring Grows
  • Neptune’s Recline

    Neptune’s Recline
  • Red Light, Green Light, Stop

    Red Light, Green Light, Stop
  • Wuthering Heights

    Wuthering Heights
  • Afterwinter

    Afterwinter
  • The Story of a Dog

    The Story of a Dog

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