Her
cranberry hair tumbles to her waist in secrets and temptation.
He
tested the limits of a raspberry blush until he reached thorns.
She’s
cherry lipped impudence and August heat melting ice from his winter.
©Susie
Clevenger 2020
Thursday, February 27, 2020
Wednesday, February 19, 2020
Never Far From the 60's ~ Music in Me
Rebellion was Joplin and losing pieces of my heart to a
crush.
Love thought it wanted freedom until rainbows became
empty echoes.
Some people born to wave the flag believed peace came from
the biggest gun.
©Susie Clevenger 2020
Sunday, February 9, 2020
Insect and Soul ~ Tanka
cicada night song
echoes through my stone
pillow
the shrill crying fills
empty spaces in my soul
stars candle our communion
©Susie Clevenger 2020
Monday, February 3, 2020
Dark Toast ~ Poetry Sentences
The month of April delivers muddy boots and knees that
can predict the weather.
Pain leaves us with memories rewriting sunny days into an
American Horror Story.
A book takes me away from dirty dishes that remind me
dinner could have used a better cook.
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Rebellion was Joplin and losing pieces of my heart to a crush. Love thought it wanted freedom until rainbows became empty...
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were it not for rain I wouldn’t know how to bloom where grief seeded me she cried with laughter a healing rain in grief’s drought of withere...
