Saturday, 30 June 2012

streaks in the wood
       where rain
               bled the nails

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Robert Quiggle III

Friday, 29 June 2012

Ablution Two

throw catch cake of soap so quick in sleight of hands kindling magic spun solid into froth

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Barbara Blake

Thursday, 28 June 2012

she believes
the stars are god’s eyes
show me the money

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Lucas Stensland

Wednesday, 27 June 2012

late night train
each passenger
alone
scattered
beads of a broken necklace

*

James Newton

Tuesday, 26 June 2012

A slant of shadows presses against leaves in a sloping yard.

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Nicholas Damion Alexander

Monday, 25 June 2012

Saturday, 23 June 2012


October maples
Reflected on pond’s flatness:
Reds daubed by Monet.

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Robert Demaree

Friday, 22 June 2012

Tuesday, 19 June 2012

past midnight, and sharp outside. trees - hard against a sky that holds the stars away, and the night holds its breath...

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Rosie Fleming

Monday, 18 June 2012

Summer morning –
grass the colour of sand,
the sky an expanse of uninterrupted blue.
The flight path of a magpie
cuts through both.

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Brenda Skinner

Sunday, 17 June 2012

Haiku for Jimmy

wearing flip flops
and drinking whiskey
for his sore throat

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Nina Buck

Saturday, 16 June 2012

butterknives kept
        in an old
               broken cup

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Robert Quiggle III

Friday, 15 June 2012

slumbering in the sun
the gentle snores of the hound
make my eyelids droop

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Michelle Hed
The Pen, Lens and Brush

Tuesday, 12 June 2012

The sunset echoes through blinds
And the birds are hiding.

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Danielle Fessenbecker

Saturday, 9 June 2012

The tangle of Molly's paws, are roasting by the fire. I know her coat, smelling of roasted corn and grain, comforting as butter, will ease me off to sleep if I let go of the day.

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Sheila Cameron
Watching the Paint Dry

Friday, 8 June 2012

The wind, fresh and clean; scours my lungs, clears my head.

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Freya Pickard
Dragonscale Clippings

Thursday, 7 June 2012

Ablution One

Washing my hands -
by turns
wringing
and praying.

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Barbara Blake

Wednesday, 6 June 2012

In the face of loss
We go to church, cling tightly,
Make congealed salads.

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Robert Demaree
Robert Demaree Poetry

Tuesday, 5 June 2012

adjusting my breath
before I ask her name
loose mint

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Lucas Stensland

Monday, 4 June 2012

candles for andre: rough edge of the night, and it gleams. prayers, more waiting...
we are held in it, hoping.

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Rosie Fleming

Saturday, 2 June 2012

before four a soundscape of birdsong gives depth to the dark
silhouette of trees

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Cat Cray
micropoetry

Friday, 1 June 2012

not sticks fallen on this damp pavement
but a slow pilgrimage of worms
i tread carefully
wondering how they
are wormishly aware of me

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James Newton