12 Degrees & Skiving

what began as year-long challenge has become perpetual until further notice


6am fimbriates
murmurs gold to the backs of her knees
at the pond’s feet
gasping mud hungry press
rubber boot vacuum formed
she staffs her rake, daisylets
bunched between teeth
grass such as whiskers
or fangs from her fingers
tickle the meniscus chthonic
where syllabic lipped
koi keep time
she dips a thumb for the kiss
then her whole hand cupped
for the underbelly slide
a hymn silver plated
holy as sunrise

Screen Shot 2015-02-27 at 10.20.06 am

Tell me wotcha reckon

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s


This entry was posted on February 27, 2015 by in Poetry and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , .

Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email.

Join 1,102 other followers


poems, prose and pathways

Dasha Maiorova

Writer | Artist

A Ciência em tudo

Fatos e Curiosidades sobre a natureza e tecnologia

James Radcliffe

Meditations on Art and Life


"per l' allegria il pianeta nostro è poco attrezzato. Bisogna strappare la gioia ai giorni futuri "

the poet's billow

a resource for moving poetry

Two Twitch A Tale

Linking collage work to the meaning of personal and universal symbols.

At Home in Florence: Italian Renovations

This is my adventurous story about buying, designing, and renovating homes in ITALY

%d bloggers like this: