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FAR-EDGED POETRY: Far edged" means not of the norm. No clichés. Use an original usage of language and metaphor and writing to the prompt in an uncommon way. Take it way out in left-field to meet the prompt. Do not take the easy road or common way of expressing the theme. Go way out on the far-edge of the theme to write and ‘edgy” poem.


In poetry, as in life: I am Eagle Woman; eye that takes in even smallest details, the heart of forgiveness, a woman of new beginnings, creativity and inspiration. I mean to be love on shafts of air.

2005 – 296 poems
2006 - 476 poems
2007 - 1631 poems
removed for addition into publications- 380 poems
2008 - 371 poems
2009: 373 poems
2010 -
January -
January 18, 2009 - 4th year at AllPoetry.



Shhhhhh: A Creation Story
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Can be downloaded as well.

blog site: http://alittlegoddessinall.ning.com
homepage - http://www.shewolfnative2.com
My Art - http://www.flickr.com/photos/lady_breathes


Newest publications

- "Creationism" and "God's Gourds" published in the November 08 issue of "cyclamensandswords". http://www.cyclamensandswords.com/main/page_genesis_1.html

-"The Good Red Road" - Poemata - Canadian Poetry Association Volume 21, #02 -

"Hear It Israel", Turning to Tune Night Needs", Hated Heat On Bare Feet" - Voices Anthology - poems from Israel and abroad Vol. 33 2007

- "Pursuing a Poem of Peace", "Rock of Rages" - Voices Israel Anthology, 2008.

"Pounding Sod", AP Book Project 2

"Prayer" - published in "World Book Of Prayers" - Jan 09
"You Are Queen"- "That Kind of Thief" - "Writing Is Like Letting Blood" - to be published Aug/Sept Edition of Cyclamens and Swords, written and accepted April 22.09 http://www.cyclamensandswords.com/main/page_home.html


My favorite commenter and poet on AP: On "Bent Wish" poem I wrote about losing my voice

Somehow, I found my token arms,
greater hole of path-way feather,
like nest-arrested broken charms
in light-lipped bedding,
brought to bare
through joy of blissful shadow-down
truth;

our distant glance,
lie fading youth.


I called your name in rivet- rain wash,
where we laid stream
with soul-drenched moon,
swallowed fast of windswept nails
impaling kiss to flowing storm,
down rails of thunder-shredding sails.


You spoke then of feast-less famine,
examining more than love might flower
on cold-stone night,
our late-heart hour
leaving note to waning supposition.


I give you back your stolen voice
of legs and fishes,
to bottle toss, wet with choice,

corking tendril-hope tornado,

our lover's credo cold and terrifying
crying now to sleep in justification.


For where was time
when time was new,

where was bird to sing another season,

the comfort child of kindergarten snowflakes
sending laugh in heaven-shimmed weather
where holiday breaks

in evergreen wishes?

By Kaibab http://allpoetry.com/poem/5607005

My Lists

Active Contests

  • Gray Snow
    free verse, heavy metaphorical far-edged writing
    1400 points, ended February 8, 20 entries In Creative

My Poetry

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  • The Ache Of A Dark Room
    Perhaps one night, I will leave the light on
    so I do not see Eagles fly from their great aeries
    37 lines, February 9
  • For Love, We Become
    You, who are my soul
    mated and flamed as one,
    47 lines, 3 comments, February 9
  • In Response To An Inkling
    She speaks of light stumbling down from a brilliant
    robin egg blue sky that is full of voices
    44 lines, February 9
  • A Spring Thing
    gray bring of spring,
    garments worn for too long a season,
    34 lines, 3 comments, February 8

My Stories

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Guest Book

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  • ten thousand cicadas : MERRY CHISTMAS, GAL! ~ten~ on December 25, 2009
  • poet2angels on December 24, 2009
    Merry Christmas, my lovely friend!
    It is starting to snow!!! Here in Texas! and I thought of our friend dancing in it... That gave me a Christmas smile...Thank you for you and for introducing me to him
  • Weena on November 11, 2009
    Dear lady, my very deepest sympathy on your loss. I know this passage of life very well, lost my own mother 12 yrs ago and there really are no words sufficient to speak to this.....only know that there are others who understand and who share with you albeit from far away....there is comfort offered and found in open palms wherever they may be.
    There is much healing in words and artistic expression too, and I know you will find it even within your own.....but do know it is also felt and offered to you from kindred spirits and hands. XOXOXOXO
  • poeticweaver : Love ya, and I'm here for ya. on November 6, 2009
    I'm very sorry for your great loss swet soul.

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