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Haiku – September

6 Oct 201830 Dec 2018

I hoped to write one haiku a day but this was an extremely active, tense month. In October, I will throw in a few tanka for variation. 9-1-2018 The…

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Breath

11 Sep 201830 Dec 2018

Written in memory of those who perished on September 11, 2001. BREATH The sky opened its wide jaw and the day came tumbling out. Breath. Life everywhere blessed with this…

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Chaos – a tat poem

17 Jul 201830 Dec 2018

I wrote the poem called Chaos several years ago to celebrate my first and only (thus far) tat. It mixes in my concept of chaos as a creative force. Enjoy!…

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The Passing and the Frame

26 Feb 201830 Dec 2018

This is the flight and the flame, a flock of geese at sunset, the passing and the frame. Death requires a name, demands sense and yet, this is the flight…

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Breath

11 Sep 201611 Sep 2016

Written in memory of those who perished on September 11, 2001 Breath The sky opened its wide jaw and the day came tumbling out. Breath. Life everywhere blessed with this…

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Double Sestina on Obama’s First Inauguration

13 Oct 201330 Dec 2018

Inaugural Double Sestina Originally written on January 20, 2009 [I don't know if I've mentioned that I'm a poet.] Responding to a Double Sestina challenge on FB, here's my contribution,…

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Haiku

8 Sep 20138 Sep 2013

haiku black and blue mourning window leaves, trees, sky

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L.A. Sounds

25 Jan 201330 Dec 2018

One of the first decent poems I wrote at the start of my graduate studies back in 2008. L.A. SOUNDS Here in L.A. where neon pink bougainvillea traipses over wrought…

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Inaugural Poems – Messages of Diversity, Unity and Hope

One President, two Inaugurations, two poems and two messages of hope. Elizabeth Alexander's "Praise Song for the Day," her 2008 Inaugural poem. At President Obama's first Inauguration, Elizabeth Alexander spoke…

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Little Puppet of the Sun

21 Jan 201121 Jan 2013

Little Puppet of the Sun Holy terror is the humming bird, terrible wisp of ambition, ingot of green rain, of impossible delay. You sacred jet, seize each tense molecule, let…

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And Baby Dolls

19 Dec 20107 Oct 2018

And baby dolls The difference between doll babies and baby dolls is depth, a pinch of skin. Copyright 2010 TAWhite

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Lack

21 Nov 201024 Jan 2013

Half of what we want can't be had, the fruit dangling from the tree top, lustrous in the sun. Self- inflicted lack like this looks delicious in its absence. Copyright…

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Snakes

9 May 20106 Oct 2018

Coiled in coitus, oil slick scales, lithe tails, the twined length of custody. Copyright 2010 TAWHITE

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Go Blindly

26 Apr 201028 Jan 2019

After all , this is all we can do. Plunge into the ink, the dawn and dusk, the start and stop, the happenstance or coincidence, the few moments of consideration.…

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Pensive Tongue

14 Apr 201028 Jan 2019

The rabbit bears no witness. Like the swan, silent till the end. How might I ravish the gluttony of sight? How might I implode tonnage of taste? How might I…

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In the News

12 Apr 201028 Jan 2019

...pit bulls aren't necessarily the deadliest dogs in Florida. Take the biped, who stands two-footed against two-year olds. Boyfriend Charged In Toddler's Murder. Take the pastor who says: "She's still…

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Crow’s Feet

10 Apr 201028 Jan 2019

The man on TV shows how he will remove those very small crow's feet from the corners of her eyes. Magic serums and pig's blood, vile traitors of age, stolen…

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Pale Mellow

3 Apr 201028 Jan 2019

Skin, this papyrus of years, curls and flakes and flames. We fire it out of boiling ovens, we kindle the residue of meaning. Kenning smells sweeter than lime, more bitter…

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Gone Missing

2 Apr 201028 Jan 2019

Razors of Blue Jay rattle, sirens of defense. In a nest somewhere, bent plumage and empty space. Copyright 2010 TAWHITE

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The First Day

1 Apr 201028 Jan 2019

The laundry lists upside down, number five To-Do done in this lacuna called Spring. A rush like leaves, those gulps of white wind that we barely feel; our innards hung…

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Not Enough

19 Jan 20097 Oct 2018

Thinking of you, and your beautiful words. "Not enough!" she said. Cattle muse over the sound of passing crow, then bend their serious eyes to a plush of hay. Images…

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Silence is a color so bright, it chafes

14 Jan 200921 Jan 2013

Silence is a color so bright, it chafes Silence is the color no one sees, it turns like a tongue in the mouth of a mole, it scents the fiber…