Tag Archives: 2011
853 Reaching. . . [09 November 2011]
The gaping cavern in my chest is hidden from unknowing eyes. Mine seek yours everywhere I go. Should they find what is sought, would I be made whole? The possibility exists, I may be whole already. Still, it is my … Continue reading
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852 A Fine Vintage [15 August 2011]
Words no longer flow like they used to, Stoppered up like a fine wine Waiting to mature before pouring out, Sluicing into a fine crystal glass. These letters and spaces are tempered By years that pass, Soaking up the taste … Continue reading
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851 [11 April 2011]
Poet’s note: I started this one intending to be something called “lyric” but it turned into something else. I remember. Love seemed so incredible and magical. Love was true and possible. Love was a bond between two of the … Continue reading
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850 Revolution (an attempt at a quattrain) [10 April 2011]
Shots echo, rockets destroy, instinctive hearts wish to run. But for love of free words and country, harden fear around a gun. © Johanna Fugitt 2017
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849 a haiku (5,7,5) [09 April 2011]
Bright sunlight glowing jewels of morning dew shine foal’s first steps on earth © Johanna Fugitt 2017
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848 Instinct [08 April 2011]
Tense foreboding, muscle primed for action, fear knows not what makes it run only that it must. © Johanna Fugitt 2017
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847 The Way of the Drum [07 April 2011]
Thunder collaborates with human hands, to create song and rhythm a reflection of the pulse beating in all life. © Johanna Fugitt 2017
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846 Friendship [06 April 2011]
If a page bound I had never turned, might I not wish for shorter sleep. If a song sung I had never heard, might I not wish for lover’s kiss. If a stitch never crossed, might I not create. If … Continue reading
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845 [05 April 2011]
Those words that seem so unreal, to hear their wanted song likened to seeing in reality a flame birthed by dragon-mouth. If only. The reality sought is as such the one-horned equus, rare if in truth never found, fantastical. © … Continue reading
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844 Memories [04 April 2011]
Memories seem to flood, floating, pressed against the dam of mind. Cresting, pausing at the rim, as if in stasis, until the drop too much dribbles down the edge. Funny moments squawk, indignant, and amusingly dislodged, breaking a smile into … Continue reading
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Song in the Silence 