Medusa’s Kitchen

 Fresh faced morning

Unpatterned caffeine bird song

From my bedroom window

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Still calming 

Sharpening pencils 

Maddening world

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Wide eyed

Hiding from the sun

Wanting to be seen

Portrait frames 

Hug the curves 

Of windows 

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Crescent moon

Bent to the shape 

Of the cold 

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Portrait frames

Hug the curve of the window 

Their watching eyes

 

Sweet grasses

Starling murmuration 

At sunset

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It’s a tea light 

Kind of night 

Pink layers melting red 

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Most of the time

Half finished 

Moons lullaby 

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Gladdens my heart 

Sweet almond tea 

Shadows lengthen 

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Today’s LittleNip:

One of my secret instructions to myself as a poet is: ‘Whatever you do, don’t be boring.”

—Ann Sexton

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—Medusa, with thanks to Sarah Mahina Calvello for today’s fine poetry!

 

 

Saturday, October 04, 2025