The closeness of the sky

At the beginning of March, my family bundled up and flew to Iceland. I experienced some of the most magical moments of my life and some of the most evocative naturescapes in the world. (This is one 30 Before 35 trip I’d like to repeat!)

I’ll write more about it all in the future, but for now, enjoy this wander verse.

I’ve traded the closeness of the city for the
closeness of the sky,
blurred, electric midnights for
soft, smudged sunsets.
In the quiet, my every breath sings.

P.S. SKIN was nominated for the SFPA’s Rhysling Award, and I recently received my comp copy of the anthology. I’m grateful for the support and honored.


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Bite-sized Love Poems

I was reminded yesterday, Valentine’s Day, that I used to write itty bitty love poems. A few years ago, I got back into poetry by writing bite-sized poems on Twitter with two author-friends. We came up with the hashtag #twtpoem for the micro-tales we created.

On Valentine’s Day in 2014, it turns out I wrote a few Twitter poems. One of them I remember writing because it’s still one of my favorite micro-poems. The other I rediscovered when I dove back into the tag.

Since we all need a little more love and beauty in the world these days, I present them here for your enjoyment. May your month be brimming with joy.

These sinews hum,
this red drum beats
These lips form words to speak.
Fill these pipes
For you, they’ll sing.

You linger there
at the edges like
dust dancing in the beams
Quiet breath, soft caress in my
dispersing dreams.

P.S. My poet-sister Tehlor Kay Mejia posted a new poem yesterday as well, and I think it is just beautiful. Check it out here: love in the borderlands

 


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Desert Skies

Flashback Friday to this Twitter poem inspired by driving through the Mojave on the way home from Las Vegas.

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Heat is color coded sultry red gold
But I burn like desert skies,
fire-hearted, blue
feverish for you.