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small winter poems
pin up
the sodden veil
of the day
all the dark trees
of the dene
wet through
to their roots
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all the difficulties
of the dark months
even gorse agrees
to withhold
-a damaged rivermeets anotherdamaged riverbutting headsand bellowingthe weirwhips them on-golden plovercalling overthe ancientsalt pansthe momentpocketed-
to carry always
the garden
with you
allelopathic elder
monoecious hazel
the pond broken
and refrozen
into peaks
of white
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gulls in
grey and rain
score their white
across the sky
how are they
there you here
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Sometimes we sink in the depths, sometimes along the
#shoreline
...t a i l s p i n
bladderwrack
on razor rocks
dry husks
beneath a baking sun
the swelling bosom tide
long gone
my love is-
w0dz -
Was that September?
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where long waves carve the air unseen
young clouds accumulate like herds
at sun-blessd kissing gates
and though you wonder at their swelling weight,
or if they come to dance
as soft and dreamy creatures
in your tilted fluffy head
you miss a joy unfolding when
each nods and takes their silent turn
to surf
where long waves carve the air unseen -
where long waves carve the air unseen
young clouds accumulate like herds
at sun-blessd kissing gates
and though you wonder at their swelling weight,
or if they come to dance
as soft and dreamy creatures
in your tilted fluffy head
you miss a joy unfolding when
each nods and takes their silent turn
to surf
where long waves carve the air unseen -
where long waves carve the air unseen
young clouds accumulate like herds
at sun-blessd kissing gates
and though you wonder at their swelling weight,
or if they come to dance
as soft and dreamy creatures
in your tilted fluffy head
you miss a joy unfolding when
each nods and takes their silent turn
to surf
where long waves carve the air unseen -
where long waves carve the air unseen
young clouds accumulate like herds
at sun-blessd kissing gates
and though you wonder at their swelling weight,
or if they come to dance
as soft and dreamy creatures
in your tilted fluffy head
you miss a joy unfolding when
each nods and takes their silent turn
to surf
where long waves carve the air unseen -
where long waves carve the air unseen
young clouds accumulate like herds
at sun-blessd kissing gates
and though you wonder at their swelling weight,
or if they come to dance
as soft and dreamy creatures
in your tilted fluffy head
you miss a joy unfolding when
each nods and takes their silent turn
to surf
where long waves carve the air unseen -
= the perfect gloss =
so many dreams
reshapedto perfect red
lipstickglossed with swift
successthe finest nylon
legs -
= the perfect gloss =
so many dreams
reshapedto perfect red
lipstickglossed with swift
successthe finest nylon
legs -
= the perfect gloss =
so many dreams
reshapedto perfect red
lipstickglossed with swift
successthe finest nylon
legs -
= the perfect gloss =
so many dreams
reshapedto perfect red
lipstickglossed with swift
successthe finest nylon
legs -
= the perfect gloss =
so many dreams
reshapedto perfect red
lipstickglossed with swift
successthe finest nylon
legs -
Introduction:
i am Eric Jennings aka Erwin Dink aka cc bovarisme (he/him) - #invocateur, #poet, #imagist
my experiences as a #MaleSurvivor of #CSA #ChildhoodSexualAbuse informs my work
i write #invocations, #poetry, #memoir, #CNF, #ExperimentalWriting, #scripts, and other things
i am also a #photographer, #GraphicArtist, and #illustrator
i live in #EastBay #OaklandCA
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I walk down the #Patterned #Garden #Paths
In my stiff, brocaded #Gown.
With my powdered hair and #Jeweled fan,
I, too, am a #Rare #Pattern.
As I #Wander down
the garden paths.- Amy Lowell, American #Poet of the #Imagist school
Amy posthumously won the #Pulitzer Prize for Poetry in 1926.
#Autumn #Poetry #Gardening #GardenPodcast #Pattern #Patterns #Fibonacci #Paths #GardenPath #Poem #GardenGate #Nature #Passion #SelfCare #Inspiration #Winter #Wintertime #Podcast #Sunday
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I walk down the #Patterned #Garden #Paths
In my stiff, brocaded #Gown.
With my powdered hair and #Jeweled fan,
I, too, am a #Rare #Pattern.
As I #Wander down
the garden paths.- Amy Lowell, American #Poet of the #Imagist school
Amy posthumously won the #Pulitzer Prize for Poetry in 1926.
#Autumn #Poetry #Gardening #GardenPodcast #Pattern #Patterns #Fibonacci #Paths #GardenPath #Poem #GardenGate #Nature #Passion #SelfCare #Inspiration #Winter #Wintertime #Podcast #Sunday
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I walk down the #Patterned #Garden #Paths
In my stiff, brocaded #Gown.
With my powdered hair and #Jeweled fan,
I, too, am a #Rare #Pattern.
As I #Wander down
the garden paths.- Amy Lowell, American #Poet of the #Imagist school
Amy posthumously won the #Pulitzer Prize for Poetry in 1926.
#Autumn #Poetry #Gardening #GardenPodcast #Pattern #Patterns #Fibonacci #Paths #GardenPath #Poem #GardenGate #Nature #Passion #SelfCare #Inspiration #Winter #Wintertime #Podcast #Sunday
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I walk down the #Patterned #Garden #Paths
In my stiff, brocaded #Gown.
With my powdered hair and #Jeweled fan,
I, too, am a #Rare #Pattern.
As I #Wander down
the garden paths.- Amy Lowell, American #Poet of the #Imagist school
Amy posthumously won the #Pulitzer Prize for Poetry in 1926.
#Autumn #Poetry #Gardening #GardenPodcast #Pattern #Patterns #Fibonacci #Paths #GardenPath #Poem #GardenGate #Nature #Passion #SelfCare #Inspiration #Winter #Wintertime #Podcast #Sunday
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I walk down the #Patterned #Garden #Paths
In my stiff, brocaded #Gown.
With my powdered hair and #Jeweled fan,
I, too, am a #Rare #Pattern.
As I #Wander down
the garden paths.- Amy Lowell, American #Poet of the #Imagist school
Amy posthumously won the #Pulitzer Prize for Poetry in 1926.
#Autumn #Poetry #Gardening #GardenPodcast #Pattern #Patterns #Fibonacci #Paths #GardenPath #Poem #GardenGate #Nature #Passion #SelfCare #Inspiration #Winter #Wintertime #Podcast #Sunday
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Life is a #Stream
On which we #Strew
#Petal by Petal
the #Flower of our #Heart.- Amy Lowell, American #Poet of the #Imagist school
Amy posthumously won the #Pulitzer Prize for #Poetry in 1926.
#Autumn #Gardening #Garden #GardenPodcast #Nature #Passion #Love #Heart
#Wild #Inspiration #Winter #Water #Wintertime #Podcast #Sunday -
You are #Ice and #Fire,
The #Touch of you burns my hands like #Snow.
You are #Cold and #Flame.
You are the crimson of #Amaryllis,
The silver of moon-touched #Magnolias.
When I am with you,
My #Heart is a #Frozen #Pond
Gleaming with agitated torches.- Amy Lowell, American #Poet of the #Imagist #School
#Autumn #Poetry #Gardening #Garden #GardenPodcast #Nature #Passion #Love #Wild #Inspiration #Winter #Water #Wintertime #Podcast #Sunday