Stone Age Poems

[ Poem inspired by Contest : Ghost of Frankenstein : sponsored by Tom Woody ]


CREATURE FROM THE PAST ?

Elite scientists are the scariest humans
their minds...

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Hail needles the skin.
Wind cracks the spine.
The mountain holds,
breath seizes on the tongue.
Snow knives the summits.

Cracked hands fumble dry stone,
paper-thin air slices,
bald eagles tilt in...

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Don’t save anything for someday—
because someday is a slow thief.
It steals in whispers,
in heartbeats you don’t count,
in the space between "I should" and "I'll get...

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It feels like spring
oh I want to sing, 
It’s a happy feeling 
for spring is here again
Run and tell your friend
That spring is here once...

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PALEO PAIR

Hands rapturously
slashing satori
Bang !
Light released filter down
bats brushed skin to
fly knowingly low
then water gushed
through cracks
snakes spiders scorpions 
were our toes
stones spoke in bugle
sound as...

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Along the shore 
Wind
adores the sand, the stone
The Salish Sea
calls to me
I am an island upon an island
Restlessly 
wishing
A gull in communion 
with mountains, trees
Water...

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Have you been stripped bare once more tonight? Didn't you?
Not like every other day—
Today, you chose to do it yourself,
Hoping to tame his rage before...

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Connections in mirrors that aren’t there. But in reflection they shine like they don’t care.

Does mud and stone hold on to our memories?
At night when...

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In the middle ages
these roughed and scuffed decades
between newborn crocus snow-melt-nursed and
dried hydrangea blooms sepia-skinned and papery thin
I earned the right to wear sapphires
and burn...

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Dear younger self,
You are beautiful, your skin was never “to” dark
It is just fine, infact it’s perfect. Don’t base your skin color on your worth.You...

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I saw a storm of Ice and Stone,
Curling North the footed hill;
From which grows the cold and bone,
Beholden to whom the beggars kill.

The ashen clouds...

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Fairy Realm

Go now, my child, to the fairy realm.
Look, my child, through the Seeing Stone. 
Touch, my child, the berries and the grass.
Stick to the...

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"I Wish I Never Failed in Love" 

In the realm of heartbeats, I lost my way
A path that wound through love's disarray
If I had one...

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Suddenly frisson cold with fright...

I describe, suddenly feeling scared
and tried to summon sense and sensibility 
after scrambling to stand upright
with all my might.

Otherwise titled 
recalling...

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He used to take his lectures with a cigarette and a 
blindfold.
Can you publish a single sentence?
Didn’t work for James
won’t work for me
choclate sorbet
sunday
in the...

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