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 Feb 25
Grace
Thawing snow admires
that sweet wind, steeping the earth
in the till of spring
 Feb 24
Maddy
They visit when least expected
Ideas awaken you softly and sometimes louder than a parade
You must seize them
Coax them gently
Craft them
Do what poets do best
Write with words
 Feb 23
Crow
within the solitude of the dreadful span
of the blackened and bowed sky
the deep withered grass bends in the moonless dark
quieting the cold and murmuring earth

hushing her into fitful sleep

the air is hard
and the wind lacerates the night
razor incisions left behind
in the icy flesh of obsidian hours

open wounds howl like wolves
on the trail of prey in flight

I hunger for you
under the restless stars
 Feb 23
Vianne Lior
Sapphire tongues unfurl,  
hummingbirds drink liquid silk,  
air sings—syrup-laced.

 Feb 23
Vianne Lior
Amber fruits hang low,
serpents weave through lush vines deep,
moon drips honeyed light.
 Feb 23
Vianne Lior
Silver reeds bend low,
fish slip through quiet hands,
pond exhales, then stills.

 Feb 23
Vianne Lior
Vermilion poppies lilt,
nebular bruises mar the dusk,
zephyrs drink their glow.

 Feb 23
Vianne Lior
Opal tendrils writhe,
sylphic breaths gild ebon tides,
vellichor unspools.

 Feb 22
Vianne Lior
Chrysalides burst,
obsidian pinions wilt,
twilight drowns in dusk.

 Feb 22
beth fwoah dream
loving you is like waiting for the spring,
the love that winds around my fingers

a stream that will fill with the most beautiful light.
when you open your eyes to my kisses,

i fill with the summer and the bright stars,
so chill with loneliness, leave.

i forget that the moon hangs like a
silver leaf in a sky of swallow's song,

while the rose that winter stole,
that died in my lovelorn arms,

left like the impressionist the water loved,
until all i could see was the dreams

of the water, and all i could feel was
the sleeping of the dark.
 Feb 22
Kathryn Heim
why not pray,
what do you say?
nothing to lose on any day.

prove me wrong
and to that I say
God is patient
the day is long
so
why not pray?
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