Friday, December 24, 2010

BIG HOLIDAY ISSUE


















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3)follow the links
4)repeat as needed














he got poetry

while watching the movie
in her shoes

my fucking
big
fat
heart
broke in two

when he looked at me and said
you know that poem
don't you

~anon


















As the winter

becomes colder, I begin to laugh
that this subtropical paradise is
freezing us all...scarves, coats, hats
the fragile oranges, strawberry plants

I remember in the oldest houses,
how the heat didn't work, the fifties
in Central Fl, lakes nearby frosted,
and pipes frozen and plants withered

Now, in this small idealic place near the river,
One unit heats all and my cat sleeps warm.

I bring in hibiscus, and herbs, and they crowd
the kitchen with green towering selves

I sip hot wine and listen to orchestras of past
I remember how small a thing, a pair of gloves
can be when standing in the cold no matter where

And how kind of stupid this poem is, but really don't care.


~entering the desert







i have a house

full of male. helicopters
in miniature, sleep
in the closet. the brown
grass of winter. suzy,
it still stings me
with wonder our shared
childhood spaces
lakes of central
florida. orange scented
hands gathering dusk- magic .
corncakes for dinner . fire's glow,
insecticide fog, our loom.

~trashpo







Dyed hair
blonde I'm still
green

~venus jones



thank you, celestial dream





dec 1


on my sheet
a new blood stain
heart-shaped

snow
in blacktop cracks


~tasha klein
















but the church bells have gone underground

and so have the moles,
religerosity rolls
down the holes
in drolls
to the tolls
the tolls
the tolls,
bankrolls.

~chels













Hi you ,

on the way
I thought of one
does this
count?

I left
chocolate(:
in the car

~shirley buckland

2 comments:

Chels said...

untold it
was delicious,

but all that's
left on lips
is the rubber flake
of

eraser wishes.

already all dissolved,
the sugar

on my tongue.

Anonymous said...

sometimes

i wonder
who is who
in these
blue pixels
that
devour