Tender Mercy #21

Posted by Mark on July 6, 2010 in Drafts, Poetry, Tender Mercy
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Let’s go throw all the songs we know
into the sea and

blend them with just out of reach
ocean rhythms and

time breaks singing in a resur­gent
hiss and lap ebb

and flow as the songs we know
slid­ing off the sandbar

slowly float out to sea only to
return with the tides

I read the first line of this on a Last.fm page, and was inspired…Who knew it was a song by The Cure?  This is another in the Ten­der Mercy series which is grow­ing sort of like poetic kudzu.

Protected: Big Tent Poetry — Tender Mercy #20

Posted by Mark on July 1, 2010 in Big Tent Poetry, Drafts, Poetry, Tender Mercy
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3WW CXCV — Tender Mercy #18

Posted by Mark on June 30, 2010 in Drafts, Poetry, Tender Mercy, Three Word Wednesday
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Another in the Ten­der Mercy series, that works for 3WW as well…this weeks words are has­sle, inject and wealth

—-

Sum­mer as a kid wasn’t full
of has­sles like pay­ing bills
and taxes and car repair but

with the pesky prob­lems of
mosquito’s that inject their
itchy poi­son into your pieces
parts lead­ing to a wealth

of itchy scratchy places and
we didn’t seem to mind it so
much when we had sum­mers
as a kid now did we?

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Tender Mercy #14c

Posted by Mark on June 29, 2010 in Drafts, Poetry, Tender Mercy
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It turns me on;
Metaphoric pass­ports
to the unknown mas­ters,
Whis­per­ing the blues.

Zep­pelin shad­ows,
Pop­ping pud­dles in
mid­sum­mer day­dreams.
Breezes from the edge.

Toxic rains fall not 
from only the heav­ens.
Domes­tic gods and
Dust­ing share the blame.

Another in the Ten­der Mercy series…

Tender Mercy #12F

Posted by Mark on June 25, 2010 in Big Tent Poetry, Drafts, Poetry, Tender Mercy
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Ten­der Mercy #12F

               –1–

The Cow­boy Rides
through invis­i­ble 
                    soci­eties.
He is rec­og­nized       yet
barely acknowl­edged.

             –2–

The Cow­boy Rides
through aero­dy­namic
                     trans­gres­sion.
He stum­bles upon a 
bipar­ti­san hand­book.
He wanted to die
     with his family.

             –3–

The Cow­boy Rides
through car­bon canyons,
A fog of dev­il­ish winds.

                The Cow­boy rides.
                The Cow­boy rides.

—–

I tried to write to the prompt, but since the begin­ning of the week, I’ve been build­ing puz­zles made of words and sounds and flow and that have lit­tle to do with Mercy or any­thing remotely Ten­der.  Yet, I feel com­pelled to run them in a series titled Ten­der Mercy.  This is the 12th in that series and a cou­ple of oth­ers can be found by click­ing here.

For Big Tent Poety, 6/25

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