2011-08-24 redrivergirl Comments closed 236/365 Posted in pick 52 Bypass iii. The neighbor’s flower pots stayed out all night. Again. Look at them. Throwing up their colors. Even the shy and quiet ones have overdosed on summer.
2011-08-23 redrivergirl Comments closed 235/365 Posted in pick 52 Bypass ii. today the old men smile, dog-day sun reminding them of everything that used to be ahead. old women hum and think of nights they might have danced instead of slept— impossible to know the air we breathe or are we breath?
2011-08-22 redrivergirl Comments closed 234/365 Posted in pick 52 Bypass i. is a train still a train if a soul can’t wait?
2011-08-20 redrivergirl One Comment 232/365 Posted in pick 52 Dreams i. no reticence for mortal fall, they tumble out of trees, infuse the air, bid softly— come my sweet. forget. translation: run, run, run straight into every broken heart.
2011-08-10 redrivergirl Comments closed 222/365 Posted in pick 52 August iii. whispering Aspen. front porch creak. summer sounds I keep— and keep.
2011-08-09 redrivergirl Comments closed 221/365 Posted in pick 52 August ii. everything there is to wish. end-of-summer kiss.
2011-08-08 redrivergirl Comments closed 220/365 Posted in pick 52 August i. fields follow the sun. wind begs to play tag without running.
2011-08-01 redrivergirl One Comment 213/365 Posted in pick 52 Now i. when you were a doll, I carried you. when you were a leaf I watched you green. and gold. and fall. when you were my lips, I kissed you. now you are quiet after storm.