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Thursday, April 17, 2014

Dust


Vase                      full
of once-red roses
years browned, perfectly
dried. Plucked, all twelve of
them, from the very
expensive flower
arrangements
left  in  the
basement
of the
cr
em
at
ori
u
m







Polvo


Florero                       lleno
de rosas, en su día rojas,
volviéndose, hace años, cada
 vez más marrones, perfectamente
secas. Arrancadas, cada
una de las doce, de los
carísimos arreglos
florales dejados
en el sótano
del
cre
m
at
o
ri
o




Friday, April 4, 2014

Virulence


Strings of a violin snap.
Notes squeal the air
a thunderous shade of purple.

Teeth-snapping jaws
spew venom into the iron
scent of evisceration.

A frenzy of claws screech
across the eye of the hurricane,
through rollercoaster ruins.

Broken words take a victory lap,
having ruptured every eardrum.



It's National Poetry Month at home. From a poetry prompt called 'assay'.
Constructive comments, especially from poets, are most welcome.

Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Now I Shall Be Spectacular


A seed blew into my garden. It took root, sprouted and grew unnoticed until wisps of honeysuckled air come-hithered me. So spectacular was the flower that I gobbled it up, fruit and all.

33 words for the last . No topic, no word, just a free write.
Lisa. Joules. You rock. Trifectans. < 3

Friday, March 21, 2014

Rapture at 101Fiction, #Issue3

The first full day of Spring seems like a good one to put up the link to my story at 101Fiction's #Spring #Issue3

               Rapture

I'll get up a translation soon. There are thirteen stories, all about Spring. And other things : )

Wednesday, March 19, 2014

Tramuntana


Gusts like wrecking balls howl the picnic table through our bay window. The majestic red maple, shorn of its roots, clasps the jeep in a fierce, shimmering embrace. Nothing will satisfy this keening banshee.


33 words for , including SATISFY  (transitive verb) 3a : to make happy : please   b : to gratify to the full : appease


Tuesday, March 11, 2014

Amor Roma

Pleased to be one of 5 winners for this second-to-last Trifextra. Gold is good.

  Fingers fluttering,
arms floating high above
staccato crack, heels pounding wood.
Over swishing train, flamenco dances;
Sara Baras dances, flamenco train swishing over
wood. Pounding heels crack staccato.
Above high-floating arms,
fluttering fingers.

33 words for , one of which must be a palindrome.
This poem is not a palindrome, but if each word were a letter, it would be : )
 * The title means Roma, or Gypsy, Love. And here is Sara Baras: 

            


Monday, March 3, 2014

Journal Entry

Forget trying to worm that adolescent code out of me. You do not want to release the hurricane sequestered in these pages. Braver souls have succumbed; stronger egos have wilted. Just walk away.



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