Category Archives: Line-a-day Poem

One line per day becomes a long poem after a year!

she smoothes her shifts of snow.

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His designs on her, fruitless,

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Scowls her cold ‘welcome.’

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She ignores the willing sun.

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No one has told Spring.

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Kudos or oblivion?

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Doesn’t know for what he hopes:

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impatient, pulsing.

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as waves wait below March ice —

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He waits for judgment

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Breathless, he hands his work in.

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Their weight, heavy on his chest.

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Too late to change them.

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a loser’s pitiable picks.

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Each found object, drowned:

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Afloat, it steals the surface.

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shrieks as it streaks down the glass.

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precise cut, force fed —

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a slab of thick styrofoam —

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Now he adds `ice,`snow`;

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a box of condoms, still wrapped.

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a rusted padlock, open,

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an empty pill box,

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join a cat’s eye, rubik’s cube,

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A dime, a penknife

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with water, silt, his stuff.

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An aquarium: heavy

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His offering, pales.

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she IS that tortured torso.

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It is no surprise —

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