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 Jun 2013 Elizabeth
Yve
No. Really.
 Jun 2013 Elizabeth
Yve
It's fine, really.
I'm just bleeding.
Inside my heart is beating.
At an unsteady flowing.
While I keep my secret.
And you can keep your disruption.
While my mind falls though the fissures.
As you cut my soul with scissors.
Unable to become anyone.
I am done.
 Jun 2013 Elizabeth
vircapio gale
dandelion seeds
too tight to fly--
frozen Spring lovers



stream breeze--
pollen ripples into sun,
brace of current bed



inflorescent burst--
                    hikers' boots beside a pool
                              on sun-baked rocks




green buds ***** the air--
in corymb echoes,
fuzz of leaves




water-sounds cascade--
moss-drops, trickles; dog-splash, falls;
gurgles under foot




the tones of waves
tiny on the smooth shore
lipping on






stem-length stars,
streaming rays of sun
and water's deep shade




gentle eddies over stone--
one world,
one world



froth twirl and tendril
under Spring brook shade--
so clear beneath





burl-sprouts misted bright,
cups of water,
forest thirst


                 waterfall gasp--
                                            the cold! the winter! now swim!
the first breaths


Spring Misogi--
pummeled muscles--
grin of mossy heart



your wet shirt against my chest
--hot love--
thunderous winter-melt


we sink laughing,
numb in Spring's fluids--
our voices drown


papaya lunch--
a tropic fruit
and i am home



sweaty backpack--
two beloved women hike,
my heart weightless


cliff-jumpers--
green from nostalgia,
i hit bottomless


cameras first,
avert canopy surprise--
Spring screen


black-backed iridesce--
warm beetle slips
in and out of scree



barefoot in the stream,
our hands and voices smooth--
ankle sprain



Spring paths--
a parent's visit
breathes new life

my womb-maker
from another life--
ageless comfort


her haiku eyes--
water shining sun green
bloom here again
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Inflorescence: a characteristic arrangement of flowers on a stem; a flower cluster. a flowering.
Misogi: Shinto purification ritual involving standing under a waterfall.
Corymb: a broad, flat-topped cluster of flowers in which the outer flower stalks are long and those toward the center progressively shorter.
 Jun 2013 Elizabeth
Paul Hardwick
I floss
but the words
still get in my teeth.
But then i am still just a man of many words.
In the beginning, you were sweet and kind
Left "good morning" and "you look beautiful today" notes
What others had said 'bout you was far from my mind
They were wrong, they didn't know of your dreams and hopes

Naive and young, I drank it in
Accepted each and every thing you said
I began to fall, I was stumbling
As visions of you and i danced in my head

But you had other plans, I guess
Which was okay, I gave you space
I cleaned up many a heartbroken mess
And provided a safe and constant place

Three years of pining after thee
Wore my backbone frail and thin
And the first time you reached out and struck me
Something black began to grow within

It clawed at my ribs and blood dripped down
Mixed with tears and shame
But with my heel I shoved it to the ground
For your love was worth the pain
 Jun 2013 Elizabeth
janzen
i only miss you on mornings when the sun decides to show
and only on evenings when the stars and moon glow
when the grass is a shade of green and the sky is a blue,
when we're far, far apart and when i'm right next to you

i'll miss you for as long as night and day are oblique
and as long as seven days make up one whole week
for as long as you're gone and as long as you stay,
i'll miss you when you're here and when i'm counting the days

it's when you're all dressed up in a dapper-looking suit
it's when you're in bed, sick, and i'll have to make you soup
under all these circumstances, that is only when–
you know what? ***** this poem, i'd still miss you then
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