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BTT 32.2: HAIR–CUT–NON–TRANSITIONED

On June 17, 2020 By Lona GyntIn Poetry30 Comments

This is in response originally to a post by the Amazing Amaya at dVerse who has prompted us to “Bridge the Gap.”  The task is to start with one quote and then end with another quote from a different source and write a poem that bridges the two gaps.  My first quote is from Faulkner, …

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BTT #69: A Question on Falling

On June 2, 2020June 2, 2020 By Lona GyntIn Poetry21 Comments

Somewhere near soccer fields in Greensboro, NC A Question on Falling Did I let Go of grasping Leafy branches or Just slip? . I ask you When I gently Softly landed safe And free, . Could you then Forgive me this Weightless grace granting Me breath? . Leaves dance in Summer breeze, then Slowly flutter …

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BTT #68: A Dream of Passage

On May 20, 2020May 20, 2020 By Lona GyntIn Poetry40 Comments

  A Dream of Passage · Anchored in the Amber light Of waking I can still feel Resting faintly On my cheek The faded tracing Of your caress My once and ever Friend held fast. · I still see you Walking neither With myself Or with my shadow, But with the Mere idea Rounding out …

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BTT #67: Dispossession

On February 21, 2020February 22, 2020 By Lona GyntIn Poetry22 Comments

  Dispossession · Have we ever Been there Where the long and Careful winding Of the river Lifts and carries Our craft or cares Or conscience to a Landing never seen Or heard of In the quiet Vespers of either Prophecies or dreams? Do we ever leap Above the current Or just even gently Press …

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BTT #66: Micturition

On February 14, 2020February 21, 2020 By Lona GyntIn Poetry21 Comments

    Micturition · There was that time After support group I had to stop at Target and I was Dressed feminine but I wasn’t out and was Just starting to look a Little bit like a girl And I felt good I Had the courage to Be out at the store But then I …

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BTT #65: Excommunicado

On February 11, 2020February 21, 2020 By Lona GyntIn Poetry33 Comments

  Excommunicado · Fifteen faces Study me kindly. Their care weighs On me. Do they know Me really Beyond one or two? Does God still Want me? Once we joined Music filling voids Between stars. I hear now only Pierced hands Pressing quiet On my Beating heart. ∞ -Lona Gynt,  February 2020. ……… This is …

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BTT #64: Stream

On September 13, 2019 By Lona GyntIn Poetry27 Comments

  Stream · What are you That would make me stop And visit On my walk When it is so heavy hot That even the bees Seem languid And the trees spreading Some little Bit of green And cooling shade are closer Than the time it takes For just half Of ‘Layla’ to play. The …

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The Funeral by Edna Gurganus Norris

On September 6, 2019September 9, 2019 By Lona GyntIn Poetry13 Comments

  The Funeral · At the podium stands a man, There’s not a pew to spare, A solemn hush is everywhere, Many veils are royal lace. · From a distance comes a sound, It must be angels and so sweet. The blended chords so nice to hear, And all the music so complete. · The …

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BTT #63: Walking the Dog on the Fairway at 9 pm

On August 23, 2019February 3, 2021 By Lona GyntIn Poetry44 Comments

Walking the Dog on the Fairway at 9 pm · Walking the dog on the fairway at 9 pm By Lona Gynt, August 2019. . I. I have never Taken up golf. Life has always Been too full Of other things I love to do already For which there Is no time. Like holding you …

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BTT #62: ‘Enouement

On August 13, 2019June 1, 2020 By Lona GyntIn Poetry29 Comments

Ènouement ∞ We cannot touch, But I feel Your starlight voice Traveling In rows Of each choice And strife. I must forgive you, But cannot, where Morning Glories Wake from Tangled vines Unraveling. I can only Thank you For waiting, Waking daily, And saving Our life. ∞ Posted for dVerse Quadrille Monday hosted by De …

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