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Behind the words…. Guest poets and songwriters …. Poetry for the devil. July 27, 2015 in being lost. Tags: Maurine Killough and Pacifica Poet Laureate Dorsetta Hale. Maurine Killough Pacifica Poetry. Maurine Killough poetry on Devil's Slide Ride Shuttle. Pacifica’s Poet Laureate has introduced poetry to City Transit! The Devil’s Slide Ride Shuttle will now feature poems by local poets. My poem, mendocino in an eggshell. Debuted July 25th and will run for a month. Mendocino in an eggshell. Ode to Maestro ...
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Behind the words…. Guest poets and songwriters …. Guest poets and songwriters …. Submit art, poetry, or lyrics with music! I love guest poets and am always looking for art to pair with poetry. See Submissions page for more information. Two poems by Roy Mash. In mid-bite, the way. Of the muffin suddenly crumbles,. The palm frantic,. The way you may feel your life. Say on a Tuesday,. Feel it buckle,. Then crumple . . . The sick avalanche of surprise. Not My plan’s to saw off one day from the next,. At 4, f...
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Behind the words…. Guest poets and songwriters …. Day spa in an Italian cave, anyone? It sounded good to me when on a trip to Italy my powerhouse, budget-be-damned world-traveling girlfriend planned an outing to a remote day spa, carved into a cave with underground springs, spa treatments and gourmet restaurant. We really couldn’t afford it, but like I said budget be damned, libera me, Domine! Se muerte, MUERTE! More shouts and points as I was directed to turn around so that my naked butt would be in the...
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in time | iwritemyself
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Behind the words…. Guest poets and songwriters …. August 11, 2015 in spiritual. I want it all in my own time. The coming of the tomatoes. The taste of the equinox. In my own time, when i am ready. Not when the rest discovered it and left me the spoils. I want it like a ripe peach breaking from tree. Apart from the orchard, in its own rhythm. Apart from the echo of others. Not entrained like a grafted hybrid. Let me discover it. In my own time, my own fashion. Trusting i will claim it when i recognize it.
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Behind the words…. Guest poets and songwriters …. If you relate to the poetry on this blog and would like to be a guest poet, you can submit a maximum of three short poems (550 words or fewer per poem, please) to: maurinekillough@gmail.com. Artwork and songs with lyrics are welcome too! Enter your email address to subscribe to this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email. Join 761 other followers. Poetry Reading in Pacific Grove. Ode to Maestro Klein, Peninsula Symphony Orchestra. A literary...
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Behind the words…. Guest poets and songwriters …. Poems for Conflicted Hearts. Featuring three of Maurine’s poems:. Click here to buy on Amazon. Books by Maurine Killough. Underseams – a book of poetry and art. Underseams* by Maurine Killough. A collection of poems from this blog paired with beautiful color art throughout. Click Here to purchase for iPad. Click Here to Buy Print Version. Contains the award winning poems. Mendocino in an Eggshell. Click Here to Buy Spiritual Bling. Join 761 other followers.
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mendocino in an eggshell | iwritemyself
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Behind the words…. Guest poets and songwriters …. Mendocino in an eggshell. September 9, 2011 in Uncategorized. Poem about mendocino coast. Poetry about california coast. 2nd place, San Mateo County Fair 2012). The sky is a solid eggshell. To permit sun rays to shine in. Salt vapors christen my nose, drench my paper walls. Dissolving the mood that was trailing me. Mother sea baptizes the shore over and over. Until the shore also releases whatever. Leaving a blank beach of sand. Curving hellos beneath me.
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sing you a song. | iwritemyself
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Behind the words…. Guest poets and songwriters …. Sing you a song. June 27, 2015 in being lost. Poetry for Katrina Seamus art. I would sing you a song. The texture of aqua. The fierceness of barnacle. A song to hold you. Sing with a mother’s voice, hair flowing. On those wrinkled nights. I would sing you a song to loose your frustration. To draw your hair from your face while you retch. The rusted anchor from your belly. Drown out the volume of your despair. Sing you a song to billow your imagination.