a rare privilege,
to see time paused
interrupted, still
and I hold something anything
this pink-and-white carnation
as though
a vision from beyond
a moment weighs nothing
Showing posts with label word collage. Show all posts
Showing posts with label word collage. Show all posts
Saturday, October 23, 2010
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Between Here And The Next Dawn (October 11, 2010)
between here and
the next dawn
one hundred
wonders waiting
a bowl of momentous
the depth of dreams
for I have seen the queen,
Shall we go
without stopping
into the night
the next dawn
one hundred
wonders waiting
a bowl of momentous
the depth of dreams
for I have seen the queen,
Shall we go
without stopping
into the night
Thursday, October 7, 2010
This Good Morning (October 7, 2010)
This
Good morning,
arrived on soundless wings
as if by magic,
Then was
carried off by accident
in a spell of
turning back
time
Good morning,
arrived on soundless wings
as if by magic,
Then was
carried off by accident
in a spell of
turning back
time
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
An Exhilarating Walk (October 5, 2010)
an exhilarating walk through
leaves thick and soft
everything a stillness of
a different color.
and the inevitable
We will have berries for breakfast.
leaves thick and soft
everything a stillness of
a different color.
and the inevitable
We will have berries for breakfast.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
The Night Is Very Dark (September 30, 2010)
The night
is very dark
but For a thousand
flashing fireflies.
I turn over
crossing into the
very midst of dreams
and sleep
a gilded sleep
is very dark
but For a thousand
flashing fireflies.
I turn over
crossing into the
very midst of dreams
and sleep
a gilded sleep
Monday, September 27, 2010
From A Tiny Envelope (September 27, 2010)
Well, I just have to admit that there will be another gap here of a few days! My husband and I were on a trip to the Black Hills region of South Dakota for the reception of our collaborative exhibition at Black Hills State University and a workshop he did with students there. I intended each day to do a found text poem and post as usual, but somehow each day merged into the next and it never worked out. So, we're back now and I'll begin posting as of now with today's poem....
From a tiny envelope
wrinkled and useless
this little probability
to be crowded with
memories sprawling
across the stillness
From a tiny envelope
wrinkled and useless
this little probability
to be crowded with
memories sprawling
across the stillness
Monday, September 20, 2010
Oh, It Is Very Simple (September 20, 2010)
Oh, it is very simple.
a flowered meadow
delicious tea with milk,
and every night
captivated by dreams
embroidered with silence.
a flowered meadow
delicious tea with milk,
and every night
captivated by dreams
embroidered with silence.
Saturday, September 18, 2010
When Leaving In Two Directions At Once (September 18, 2010)
When leaving
in two directions at once,
step forward unhindered
glance from branch to branch
And beyond that,
cast your radiant spirits
into the
Already gathering wind
in two directions at once,
step forward unhindered
glance from branch to branch
And beyond that,
cast your radiant spirits
into the
Already gathering wind
Monday, September 13, 2010
Peer Into The Cool Satin Darkness (September 13, 2010)
peer into the
cool satin darkness
and connect the stars
with a fine golden
line long enough to
follow you home
cool satin darkness
and connect the stars
with a fine golden
line long enough to
follow you home
Sunday, September 12, 2010
This Circle Of Stones (September 12, 2010)
this circle of stones
keeping the silent time
of some other history
the spirit slowly taken root
Without an uttered word
Labels:
found poem,
found poetry,
found text,
random poem,
word collage
Friday, September 10, 2010
And Again (September 10, 2010)
And again
even before
the morning came
clouds broke.
a long rain.
tears rolled down
too heavy to hold
Labels:
found poem,
found poetry,
found text,
poetry collage,
short poem,
word collage
Thursday, September 9, 2010
What If One Day (September 9, 2010)
what if
one day
we have no
bird calls
spreading across the blue,
no birds darting here and away
only this uninhabited sky
grave and silent
Labels:
found poem,
found poetry,
found text,
poetry collage,
word collage
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
There It Was Again (September 8, 2010)
Yet there it was again,
the narrow spinning time
bewildered
I disappeared into the cave
and waited
quiet magnified
eyelids shut
my vision, found.
It fell from my hand
almost too sweet to bear.
What Must I Do Now? (September 7, 2010)
What must I do now?
I am here More than ever
between something fringing
a waited for presence
daring beyond imagination,
Please tell me
I have been searching
But I see only
a plate of berries.
Labels:
found poem,
found poetry,
found text,
Missouri Bend Studio,
word collage
Monday, September 6, 2010
In A Blur Of Lamplight (September 6, 2010)
in a blur of lamplight
The pages fluttered
their movements
in secret reverence
as though to awaken
every word discovered
sleeping
The pages fluttered
their movements
in secret reverence
as though to awaken
every word discovered
sleeping
To The Wide World (September 5, 2010)
To the wide world
many toasts
good wishes
there is a great
prancing into being
this web of life
so rich with
our dreams.
Labels:
found poem,
found poetry,
found text,
MissouriBendStudio,
word collage
Friday, September 3, 2010
It Is Time To Tell You Who I Am (September 3, 2010)
It is time to tell you who I am
I come from the
generations beneath
These dark streets
Moving through time,
as though on a current of water
You will soon learn
your pleading questions
have no answer
Thursday, September 2, 2010
A Momentous Decision (September 2, 2010)
a momentous decision
run up the stairs
to fling my old longings
through the window
into a long fluid darkness
a glistened moment
the trail silver
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
It Was Only A Thin Meantime (September 1, 2010)
It was only
a thin meantime
I awoke
in a bit of starlight
The moment encircled
luminous, cloudless and
awaiting
Labels:
found poem,
found poetry,
found text,
poetry collage,
visual poem,
word collage
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