Category: Poetry
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Every Edge Ends
(a univocalic poem) We weepWhere he sleepsBleeds between sheetsBegs “help me, help me” HelplessWe help lessFlesh presses fleshGreedy tenderness Every edge endsSeeds beget stemsTrees bendShredded hems rend © Nichole Q. Perreault
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Nothing But A Moon
Inspired by “Half Moon Makes Full Halo” by Jakusho Kwong The moon is nothingbut a moonCold and colorlessHer gravity barely holding the feet of mento her dry and dusty shoresBarrenShe wheels round and round the earthOn a path she didn’t chooseWhile gazing down upon that celestial springThat spinning womb thatGives birth to trees and snakesand […]
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Belong
You can’t fly a kite without stringsBut you can watch it spread its wingsSoar and dip, gently fallSwoop high over the garden wall You can watch her spread wingsYour love was just an offeringLeaning there on the garden wallYou let go of all you are Your love was just an offeringLike a nightingale song, or […]
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Inseparable, Free
(a paraphrase of Psalms 23, 73, 91, 139 and Zephaniah 3) Where can I go to get away from You?Where can I run, that You are not already there?If I go up to the heavens, You are thereAnd if I descend to the depths of despairEven to the grave, there You are You are with […]
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The Dream
You are the dream He dreamedHe dreamsthe song He singswhen the whole world sleeps You are the whisper in the windwonder hushedon angels’ lipsa secret He keeps You are the gift He gaveHe givesthe life He livesin the depths of the deep Youare the dreamthe act, the scene Youare the masterpiecepenned without ink Youare the […]
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Playing Potter
Photo by Ricardo Mancía on Unsplash trapped behind these one-way eyes inside the lies we wear like make-up spread thick slick with a spackling knife layer slapped on layer we play Potter with counterfeit clay covering lines and carving new ones making mud masks that bury us alive that harden into barrel helms heavy on […]
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Ocean at Night
I listen to the sea As it beats against the earth My mind a soft resounding No words No words No words No words to make you hear Unless you’ve heard before Wide-mouthed waves devouring The shore The shore The shore The shore as mute as I While the roaring ocean pens Her prayer of […]
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Perhaps the Heart
How do you capture the sky a sunset over the ocean? Is there some enchanted glass I can hold in my hand whisper and watch as the satin tapestry of seascape hanging before me, gilded blue and molten shimmering rippling, gathers at the hem and slips like a cool drink past that vial’s lip, the […]
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this Christmas whispers
this Christmas whispers from behind a midnight sky trembling on crystallized air a wrinkle in the starlight like the tinkling of tiny bells we fell once upon a time now we fall and fall blazing, burning out across that inky wall still Christmas whispers among the glaring of the screens the clanging songs that drag […]
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Bound & Chained, Yet Somehow Free
The Lady of Shalott by William Holman Hunt inspired the following poem, written in response to my poetry group’s December prompt: “Write a poem about a picture or photo that speaks to you.” I fell in love with Hunt’s The Lady of Shalott when I first saw it at the Wadsworth Atheneum in Hartford, CT, […]
Lightning Bug 