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I write poetry about love and loss, what I observe, experience, and pine for. I’m an acrobat, yogi & mom. My writing has been described as resiliently defiant.

Saturday poetry prompt: mourning transitions

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“What a horrible thing yellow is”— Edward Degas, French impressionist/realist painter

Truth bubbling from my honeycomb tongue
drip, drip popping tangerine shots
ripe with hope cloaked in liquid amber scents
close but no cigar as these burning embers float

twirling dancers pirouetting an indelible impression
scorching from my pen tossing snake…


The inserted story — a Wednesday Poetry Prompt

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A kumquat sun defiantly peeling inside out
the sweet elixir of his skin— squirting tangy juices with abandon
like he’s Midas — avarice turning all he touches to gold
Dionysus chuckling at this spoiled King used to being served

up by his lucky cup and saucer clouds inside a flamboyantly
flickering…


10 April Saturday poetry prompt: repeatable

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I dream that I have burning hair
Boiled arms that claw the air
The torso of an iron king
And on my back a broken wing
~ from The Shrouded Stranger, Allen Ginsberg New York 1949–1951

I dream that you are two again
soft on my lap beg for a swim
The slide…


NATURE

Treading water like clay smoke divers

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Lady moon — her amber milky lumen — peaking behind errant clouds tonight
their charcoal grip — claws cloaking her from her admirers— like curtains closing
before the cast takes its final bow or the band exiting before giving their groupies their final fix
disappointing worshippers just wishing her magic to irradiate their…


Spilling candy on my parade

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The rising amber petals
opened her arms
ascending
as could be expected
while the calendar flipped
May to December
crimson days fraught with
gold smelting nights
eyes gaping wide at

Lilliputians
peering down from 60 feet
donning sunflower tunics
fingers painting lavender wishes with a swipe so deft
Michelangelo wept tears olive with envy
of…


Melt my heart

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Drink Me
delight in me
delve for my treasure

melt the

ice cube blue tears
drip. drip.
dropping

down my cheeks
from my heart

watch them surge
into whimsical
waves of love

then

p

l

u

n

g

e

into dreamy depths
letting my salty potion
dribble down your lips


Weaving relationships prompt

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We would be together
and have our books
and at night
be warm in bed together
with the windows open
and the stars bright —
Ernest Hemingway

Effervescently swathe us is in the sparkly glare of now — slippery skin spellbound

H
2
O

bubbling— just below the surface —…


Smiling our roads converged

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Feathers free, free falling amid giggly pillow fights in bed — this love is like being a kid again — spin the bottle, truth or dare, hopscotch, sprints

around the block, and MTV’s Martha Quinn, Kool Aid and homespun foods — chicken noodle noodles — their floury spread drying across…


SEXUALITY

Real + Raw = A Fairytale

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Give me an “S,” give me an “E,” Give me an “X”! What’s that spell? Well, forgive me, but I am a reading teacher. SEX…who doesn’t adore it? I, for one, do. …

Ann Marie Steele

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