Dandelions
Dandelions like Bob Dylan 'cause he said it best. "I'm blowing in the wind," they say, then head due east or west. —Sarah Torribio Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Atlantis
I found Atlantis (near Crete, of course— I could have told you that). You'll find the portal in a limestone cave just follow the sacred bat. Sign in to see full entry.
winter duet
winter a red-tipped arrow in a frozen thrush hands chapped sore and cold cheeks flushed blood-hued flowers and lamp-lit hours diamond cartwheel, ice-nail showers snowflakes oh, snowflakes rotating skeleton keys open our hearts— take the sting from the freeze —Sarah Torribio Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, December 9, 2007
Dark warrior
I wear a flutter-crown of fireflies I glow, victorious, in the night I win every footrace with the fairies And my nightmares look worse for the fight Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, December 7, 2007
write to life
an island hut (a papercut) an epic kiss (a deadline missed) a soaring hawk (& writer's block) new love, still damp (& writer's cramp) the diamond coast (the morning post) the fiery sun (you're still not done?) —Sarah Torribio Sign in to see full entry.
Marlboro Lights
I'm trying to catch my breathe I'm covering up my wheeze Respitorially speaking, I'm a failure Can I get a hardpack please? Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, December 6, 2007
Night Sky (an acrostic poem)
never mind that ignorance is bliss— get me a damn telescope! help me see, truly, why the superdome sky glitters with stringless kites, why yesterday's lights inspire tonight's kisses —Sarah Torribio Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, November 23, 2007
Local shopkeeper weds mermaid
She wore a shawl of seaweed and a veil made of fishermans' net. "I promise to love you forever, if I can sometimes still get my feet wet." Always fond of the romantic gesture, he took off his shoes and he ran. "Take a look at me wade, my watery maid. Let's do this as much as we can." She joined him,... Sign in to see full entry.
I keep a candle burning bright
You tied my heart in a bowline knot Set a chanty going in my mind You paid me court, then left for port Are all sailors so unkind? Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Prepare to be drubbed
Come into my parlor and we'll play a game of cards. I'll lie, I'll cheat, I'll spill the tea— you'd better be on your guard! Sign in to see full entry.