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Winter
As Much as the Ride
February snow is sticky,a cottony maple scale,a clinging nuisancerarely fatal when itholds on too firmly. February’s forest is filledand no longer sounds hollow.There is the gobbling stream,and the sniggering birdsthat snidely knowthis is the last snow. The dirty slush on the footbridgeis now a sandy beach access.I cross smushed footprints,and the tracks of pulled sledsresemble […]
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They Don’t Mind
Mossy stockings worn to the knees,sticky snow groping these,but she don’t seem to mind it. Snow is solid sweatgathering in her crevices,but she don’t mind the wet. He’s rooted there erect,wobbly without any thrust;he don’t mind the tickly touch. Still, he’ll freeze completelyas he knows he must,but, he don’t mind solidifying,paralysis is trust. Then, next […]
MoreTWT-The Physician’s Gaze
Today’s Prompt: Blank The doctor wore a crystallized chastity belt. Performing blank consultations back-to-back, his slippery affections surfaced only after a long thaw.
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Fluffy Widow-maker
Fluffy widow-maker
squatting on the ridge,
go heavy on the rails.
Rot quickly
Making Memories
Happy New Year! I’m grateful for the excitement that each new year brings. New Year’s Day always leads my mind to a place of reflection. As I enjoy the memory-inspired “Tree Series” by Katy Oxborrow, I am struck by the the different ways that trees process memory. This poem questions the purpose of memory for […]
MoreThe Top 10’s
There is a nostalgia and self-reflection that naturally takes place when something comes to an end.
MoreMystery Blogger Award
I was pleasantly surprised to be nominated by Brett @brett_milam for A Mystery Blogger Award after enjoying his varietal blog Milam’s Musings. Starting this blog was a mystery even to myself as I originally set out to create an author’s page and ended up creating a yard sale of thoughts to run throughout the seasons.
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