Category Archives: hair

What is your favorite type of weather?

My favourite type of what?

My favourite type of feather?? Eh??

Sorry, could you speak up, the wind is howling and my hair is blowing around my face, air getting caught up in my clothes, in my breath, tickling my legs, getting under my wings. I could almost take off. Don’t you just love that?


not a haiku

breakfast love

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like a river i hold close in my arms, my body

your run through me — a quiver

of arrows and slings stroke my limbs, my mind

like stars plucked for your eyes to startle me

a name stammered and chimed — a sound

surrounds — a kind of grace escapes


i’ve lain down in moonlit thoughts of you

awoke to the sun of your skin and fingers

taunting the morning with stolen scents —

of your breath as breakfast, love

of murmurs of bees stirring my hair

a dapple of flowers gathering

over a slither of summer heather

over darkened hills, a moan, a chill

a gasp of lemon-dazzle glints blackening

the shiny stones of you blinding

me to other


other landscapes

other loves

drowned out


this is my sorrow, my secret, my dove

the rain in my mouth announces it

no other

hears it

as happiness



not a haiku


NapoWriMo day 10 :- write a love poem

how cool is this!


NaPoWriMo day 4


up to my feet

higher than ever

ever was

my knees awash with blush

blue as the sun

come to kiss



unpredictable dangle, my hips

swung undone, clicking in places, ungripped

angles untongued, unhorizoned, unzipped

come to pass


and over


where i was


heels over head

like a wheel

bums up, pants down

what a feeling!

i’m not burning. i promise

i’m adonis!


warming my jets

upended by toes

detached from all that ever

ever was

i’m not falling. i promise

i’m gaia! i’m higher


i’m fearless, trawling stars

a mess, a tangle of hair, a thicket of air

sketching nothing nothing that

ever was


i’m not flying. i’m goddess

i promise. look !

no hands! no stands!

imagine this!



Adonis : God of beauty, fertility , permanent renewal. Greek mythology.

Gaia: Personification of the Earth. Greek mythology.



In honor of the always-becoming nature of poetry, I challenge you today to select a photograph from the perpetually disconcerting @SpaceLiminalBot, and write a poem inspired by one of these odd, in-transition spaces. Will you pick the empty mall food court? The vending machine near the back entrance to the high school gym? The swimming pool at what seems to be M.C. Escher’s alpine retreat? No matter what neglected or eerie space you choose, I hope its oddness tugs at the place in your mind and heart where poems are made.