skip to main
|
skip to sidebar
Honest Chaos
Friday, March 27, 2015
10/52: winter's fist
winter's fist is melting open
fingers suddenly loose
we can begin to wriggle free
and breathe.
No comments:
Post a Comment
Newer Post
Older Post
Home
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
About
A blog for my poetry. Better a bad poet than not a poet at all. Some of it is even pretty good.
Listen to Honest Chaos
Honest Chaos on Anchor
Honest Chaos on iTunes
Honest Chaos on YouTube
About Me
Mark Bonica
View my complete profile
Blog Archive
►
2023
(8)
►
December
(1)
►
June
(2)
►
February
(2)
►
January
(3)
►
2022
(14)
►
December
(1)
►
November
(2)
►
October
(1)
►
June
(1)
►
May
(1)
►
April
(1)
►
March
(3)
►
February
(2)
►
January
(2)
►
2021
(13)
►
May
(3)
►
April
(1)
►
March
(8)
►
February
(1)
►
2019
(4)
►
August
(1)
►
July
(1)
►
March
(2)
►
2018
(8)
►
May
(2)
►
March
(1)
►
February
(2)
►
January
(3)
►
2017
(40)
►
August
(3)
►
July
(3)
►
March
(1)
►
February
(4)
►
January
(29)
►
2016
(35)
►
December
(5)
►
November
(1)
►
October
(2)
►
September
(2)
►
August
(2)
►
July
(1)
►
June
(2)
►
May
(3)
►
April
(6)
►
March
(4)
►
February
(4)
►
January
(3)
▼
2015
(21)
►
December
(3)
►
September
(4)
►
August
(2)
►
June
(1)
►
May
(4)
▼
March
(1)
10/52: winter's fist
►
February
(3)
►
January
(3)
►
2014
(28)
►
November
(3)
►
October
(4)
►
September
(4)
►
August
(10)
►
April
(3)
►
March
(4)
►
2013
(12)
►
August
(2)
►
July
(3)
►
May
(1)
►
April
(2)
►
March
(2)
►
February
(2)
►
2012
(33)
►
September
(8)
►
August
(8)
►
July
(3)
►
June
(4)
►
May
(8)
►
February
(1)
►
January
(1)
►
2010
(3)
►
December
(1)
►
March
(2)
►
2009
(11)
►
October
(1)
►
September
(3)
►
July
(1)
►
March
(4)
►
January
(2)
►
2008
(29)
►
October
(3)
►
September
(1)
►
August
(10)
►
July
(3)
►
June
(2)
►
March
(4)
►
February
(1)
►
January
(5)
No comments:
Post a Comment