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Sunday, January 31, 2010


Day 62

Count wrinkles on the face of
time, to a midnight deadline.
Keep typing. Too late.
Don't stop; it's tomorrow.


Saturday, January 30, 2010


Logs hiss and groan in
the twisting fingers of flame,
while firefly sparks take wing
and escape on rising heat.


Friday, January 29, 2010

Shadow's Dance

Day 60

white shards melt into ebony
fur that loves my fingers. Chase
your breed's spirit in icy wind
beautiful snow dog


Thursday, January 28, 2010


Day 59

state of confusion on the line
I'm lost with no gas station
man to ask directions will
you point to true north?


Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Fickle Winter

Day 58

A balmy breeze lifts a paper
floats it across the parking lot
I shop for fruit in the
warm before the ice storm


Tuesday, January 26, 2010

January Prayer

Day 57

winter let me breathe, give
a few more days of sun
at least a blanket to wrap in
as you rage beyond my window?


Monday, January 25, 2010

The Minor Fall

Day 56

I weep at hallelujah cried
by kindred who knows my
bloody palms against a door
I ache for epiphany, find accord.


Sunday, January 24, 2010

Your Mouth

Day 55

I love your lips that lie
kiss and tell truth
pursed in tease, you
try not to smile, lips
that say you love me


Saturday, January 23, 2010


Day 54

Colored glass panes are scored
cracked, stressed. Sharp edges
elicit blood. A heart
breaks to create beauty.


Friday, January 22, 2010


Day 53

Muse spent today on talk shows
and scout cookies. I don't
know where she left my words.
Maybe tomorrow.


Thursday, January 21, 2010

To Breathe

Day 52

I crave the arms of the sun
the kiss of the moon
and the magic of wishing stars
but to breathe is the best gift


Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Muse Music

Day 51

pandora opens her box, pours
songs into my morning, my
body soaks, my heart softens
tomorrow becomes my promise


Tuesday, January 19, 2010


Day 50

Snugly, like a watchband or shoe
your love encircles, comforts
makes me want you
nearer trust you more deeply


Monday, January 18, 2010

Chaos Theory

Day 49

We dance in counter-circles
to slow a world's forward spin
so dreams and reality may
meet for more than a moment


Sunday, January 17, 2010


Day 48

Teabag bleeds darkly
into my cup changing
water into warmth and comfort
the very best soul medicine


Saturday, January 16, 2010


Day 47

Moon hear my confession
as I pluck ripe stars from the sky.
Fear of darkness keeps me
from turning on a light.


Friday, January 15, 2010


Day 46

Fog curls into my night
twists its tendrils in my heart
clouds my mirror. Maybe
invisible, but I still am.


Thursday, January 14, 2010


Day 45

The mirror sees all and plays her part,
recites her lines reading from my face,
speaks the truth without words.


Wednesday, January 13, 2010

This Too Shall Pass

Day 44

can't crawl under a rock
can't hide away and cower
must face this awful day and
be grateful for these hours


Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Winter Stain

Day 43

Dreamt at night a yellow jug
spilled warmth in my window glass
woke to wonder who muddled
day in liquid gray.


Monday, January 11, 2010


Day 42

She alphabetizes spices
defiant in his wake
color codes shoes
seeking the answer to life
the universe and...


Sunday, January 10, 2010


Day 41

Map is torn and faded
jumbled lines all lead nowhere.
Shall I choose a road or fold
and drive 'til I'm there?


Saturday, January 9, 2010

Growing Away

Day 40

it's all too familiar and
strange, too new and old,
lost between me and you,
both holding on and letting go.


Friday, January 8, 2010


Day 39

You sneak up behind me look
the other way when I glance,
hide your cruel intent.
I know your ways, Migraine.


Thursday, January 7, 2010


Day 38

Not really hiding, but maybe
obscured, by twin masks
of reason and rhyme---
do you think you can find me?


Wednesday, January 6, 2010


I have found no other silence
so breath-stealingly beautiful
as a shimmering winter midnight
'neath an icy slice of moon.


Fancy Fruit

ripe, firm orange, peeled in citrus mist
three bright, shining clementines
sweet kisses for my lips
tickle my happy tongue


Battle Cry

Day 37

I will not go gentle
will rise and will fight
not let fear force silence
I will write will write will write.


Tuesday, January 5, 2010


Day 36

Something in the way she
holds her mouth reading poetry
makes you want to kiss her lips
and taste the words.


Monday, January 4, 2010


Day 35

Ozone burn of sulphur, the warming of ash
still haven't found what I'm looking for
in the scent of your tobacco


Sunday, January 3, 2010


Day 34

silent night with no peace
anger ices over, cracks and pops
an apology would hasten thaw
but winter is long.


Saturday, January 2, 2010


Day 33

down duvet yesterday you swaddled me
I burrowed in your warmth
today I borrow feathers
craft wings and fly.


Friday, January 1, 2010

Twenty Ten for One

Day 32

Resolved to spend day one
with poets, crossed words
backgammon and Mr. Anderson.
I foresee a very good year.


Poetry Prompts

Grab a word or phrase from this ever- changing list, and write a poem of your own. Be sure to let me know where I can read it in the comments section! I'll feature poems I love right here on the site, and link back to your site, too!

1. Meteor Shower due tonight, Tuesday, August 11, 2009. Write a poem about shooting stars.

2. Choose a cliche' and switch it up. For example: Instead of "just a drop in the bucket" try "just a grain of rice in the jambalaya". Now use this new phrase in your poem.

3. Pick three key items from your childhood memories of summer. Use them in a poem.

4. Start with a line from your favorite poem. (You could cheat a little and choose a line from a novel.) Recycle that line into a first line for your poem, and start writing.

5. Begin with the words, "He said". Then switch to "She said." Use this as a launch for a poem about opposing views.

6. Looking Through the Glass -- write about what you see through a window, a drinking glass, a pair of eyeglasses, a fishbowl or in a mirror... any sort of glass will do.

7. Write a poem where the sounds of the words are as important as what they mean. There's no wrong way to do this, just listen to your words and have fun with it.

8. Grab a book of poetry and choose a favorite, or look up a poem online. Select five words from that poem and incorporate them into your own.

9. Check out Poetic Asides Wednesday Poetry Prompts.

10. Check out Totally Optional Prompts!


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Won third place in the Facebook poetry contest hosted by Facebooker's Guide to the Poetry Universe, with the poem "Winter Sleep".



by Lisa Beaudoin @DancingWithPens

Autumn leaves fly
in the wind, blow
across the land, crumble
under foot, and color
soil in shades alive.

Pages flutter,
as books are read,
folio all, tapestry
of words, sprinkle
silently across sight.

People wisp away
from our life, littering
memory with faint
remnants, crumbling heart,
and stalling soul.

© 2009 Lisa G. Beaudoin

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