draft
middle
passion month
and the pink moon
is halved in the ink of it.
my honey breast is going places
looking for its north star,
hoping against hope it never moves.
this spring rhythm; again it shimmies
through my skin like a creature
emerging from thawed hibernation;
i wake, i breathe, i write.
i long for your embrace
the silliness of it, like minor falls
and major lifts.
Ariel
Aug 21st’s prompt was “the cost of not following your heart is spending the rest of your life wishing you had” Continue reading “Aug 21 prompts”
It’s been a few days … I fell out again. Or down. Pesky rabbit holes – or was it worm-holes into other places?
Well, today I have an craving that has pulled me back here. Continue reading “May 7 prompt & poem”
Today’s is World Water Day and water is a frequent motif in my poetry. Partly because I am a Pisces and water resonates deeply for me – but mostly due to the fact that water is such a major building block for life and humans.
So today’s prompt is “water” ! Continue reading “Mar 22 prompt & poem”
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Ariel, Pacific NW poet 