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Akimbo

4/29/2015

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longways on the bias
horizontally 
skewed

denim blues
akimbo
on the floor
For more blue jeans pics and poems visit Tweetspeak Poetry's Show Us your (Poetry) Jeans. 
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Over My Shoulder, Seeds Sprout

4/24/2015

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Over my shoulder, seeds sprout
Deep in the readied earth.
Is that the sound of singing-
Giggles wrapped in mirth?

Over my shoulder, saplings.
Tender and true they rise.
I can still see a twinkling
Dancing in denim eyes.

Over my shoulder, Redwoods.
Roots where the seeds did sprout.
Climbing the high, brown mountain
Forging a new way out.

Over my shoulder, everything
Or is it nothing at all?
Time guarantees the passing.
Summer turns into fall.

Winter turns into springtime
Seedlings turn into trees.
Over my shoulder, fog rolls.
Elusive my memories.

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This poem was inspired by Robert Louis Stevenson's "Over the Land is April," an Everyday Poems selection. It's not exactly a first line poem, as I borrowed the third line from each phrase "Over the high, brown mountain, which shows up near the middle of my piece. 
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Hint

4/13/2015

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There was a deep noticing

An elusive essence that skitters 

a
     w
a
  y

Leaving thin shadows

Of knowing.

 

 

This is a First Line Poem from an Every Day Poems featured piece, Deep Noticing by Brenda Hillman.

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