Behind the Breastbone

Every week or so I harvest a few of the micropoems and thoughts I wrote that week, often inspired by nature or writing prompts (such as @Microprompt and @WrittenRiver on Twitter).


breastboneBehind the breastbone
at the bottom of the yearn
Lives the poetry
Making the world wider
as it takes a deep breath


at the cliff
looking over
into darkness
where nothing
seems to exist
love me there


everything is vibration
electrons and supernovas
ukulele strings and urban hum
sadness and joy
when out of tune
it hurts our ears
inner and outer
tuning is not the same as playing
but a first step


raven-high-coup

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