a handful of stones

River Crossing

noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn) — Tue, 22 May 2012 05:00:00 +0000

Early morning’s
buzzard on the wind,
Day of the Dead

Two dollars to rowboat
the Rio Grande, blue doors
in old Mexico

Buying the street vendor’s
enchiladas, chickens
scratch dirt

A single firecracker
pops in the dust; stray dog’s
flight of fleas

Cowboy with a tin guitar
sings Garth Brooks: eye on his
jar of pesos

Unfolding an oiled rag
from a pistol, Pancho Villa
he whispers

Returning by twilight,
coyotes in shadows
behind the garbage bin

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Al Ortolani

noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn) — Mon, 21 May 2012 05:00:00 +0000

Overpass spray paint:

“I Love You” in red letters,

Name is whited out.

Robert Demaree

Robert Demaree Poetry

noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn) — Sun, 20 May 2012 05:00:00 +0000

through the train window hay bales

fields of ellipses

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Cat Cray
micropoetry

noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn) — Fri, 11 May 2012 05:00:00 +0000

edge of lake
dipping one bare toe...
chill thrill

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Stephen Jarrell Williams

noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn) — Thu, 10 May 2012 05:00:00 +0000

early morning sun
brings dew covered webs
to light

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Michelle Hed
The Pen, Lens and Brush

noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn) — Wed, 09 May 2012 05:00:00 +0000

You laughed at the way my nose freckled
and leaned back to rest your head

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Danielle Fessenbecker

noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn) — Tue, 08 May 2012 05:00:00 +0000

daffodils blooming: the sun’s rising mirth

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Ed Higgins

noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn) — Mon, 07 May 2012 05:00:00 +0000

Bitter boxwood smell,
Wet green leaves on marble steps:
Funeral in May.

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Robert Demaree
Robert Demaree Poetry

noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn) — Sun, 06 May 2012 05:00:00 +0000

Rearranged chaos
bedroom carpet unrolled
unexpected naked passion on the Heaver Castle floor to come. . .

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Kimberly Childers

Bobby Has the Blues

noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn) — Sat, 05 May 2012 05:00:00 +0000

so he paints the roof of his bus
canary yellow. In the evening rain,
sunny latex brightens the windshield

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Al Ortolani

noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn) — Fri, 04 May 2012 05:00:00 +0000

rain-swollen creek —
robins reply to water
rushing over rocks

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Craig W. Steele

noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn) — Thu, 03 May 2012 05:00:00 +0000

Swallows swoop and whistle between tower and steeple binding the sacred and the secular with their exhilarating chase, making light of the perennial war of opposites that smacks us to our senses.

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Eric G. Muller

noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn) — Wed, 02 May 2012 05:00:00 +0000

The shadowed gum tree droops, weeping into the lilac night.

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Kym Wilson

Morning guitar

noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn) — Tue, 01 May 2012 05:00:00 +0000

The D you pluck imperfectly into life tiptoes down from the cooling bedroom.

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Ruby Cowling
RubyOrRuth

noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn) — Mon, 30 Apr 2012 05:00:00 +0000

hairline fracture breaking light

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Cat Cray
micropoetry

noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn) — Sun, 29 Apr 2012 05:00:00 +0000

~ one shy violet
~ vies with the daisies dotting the grass
~ peeping through silvery waves
~ of sparkling spider's silk
~ primroses splash pale gold beside the path

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Irene Parsons
eirenety

noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn) — Sat, 28 Apr 2012 05:00:00 +0000

High winds stir the lake into a brown and green white-tipped monster.

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Lynn Burton
Camera Curiosity

noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn) — Fri, 27 Apr 2012 06:42:00 +0000

sun-drenched blades
stoical morning hush
slow-rising scones
unravelling bunting

a village
resigned to its fête

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Roddy Shippin

noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn) — Thu, 26 Apr 2012 05:00:00 +0000

- half crushed pine cones, dusted with dry earth.

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Kaspalita
another small stone

noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn) — Wed, 25 Apr 2012 06:04:00 +0000

I've been taken up with all matters beautiful, and we ran out of posts here. We had the most amazing bouquet of beautiful thing posts from writers all over the world... do have a look at a few here. And my new novel The Most Beautiful Thing (which is still free on kindle until the end of the day) has been downloaded by more than 9000 people in the last 24 hours, which compared to the one or two a day it was selling before has made me rather happy. Now if only that would continue when we start charging for it again! Thank you if you were part of the support team who made this possible - it wouldn't have happened if you hadn't shared the link, tweeted or forwarded emails. Normal service will resume very shortly : )

The Most Beautiful Thing

noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn) — Mon, 23 Apr 2012 07:05:00 +0000

Good morning!

In a break from our usual small stones, I want to let you know what's happening tomorrow.

Blogsplash! Hundreds of people around the world will be writing about their Most Beautiful Thing, to celebrate the release of my novel The Most Beautiful Thing.

The novel will be free on Kindle tomorrow and Wednesday so if you have one of those or if you'd like to read it on your PC or phone, keep an eye on Amazon.

There's still time to join us - email me for guidelines at fiona@writingourwayhome.com.

Thanks all for your support, back to our usual programme tomorrow...

noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn) — Sun, 22 Apr 2012 05:00:00 +0000

Cold rain in August,
Three grandchildren visiting:
Board games on the floor.

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Robert Demaree
Robert Demaree Poetry

A Woman Steps on His Foot

noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn) — Sat, 21 Apr 2012 05:00:00 +0000

at the chili cook-off, her eyes
black like coal. She dances
in the lantern light; western boots
stitched with peacocks

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Al Ortolani

Early Walk

noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn) — Fri, 20 Apr 2012 05:00:00 +0000

Floating snow moves through
blue sky warmth of light breezes—
cottonwood summer.

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Bob Strickland

noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn) — Thu, 19 Apr 2012 05:00:00 +0000

schoolyard fence--
when did I end up
on this side?

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Al Fogel