CHICKEN PURSE by Victoria Nations I need a new purse and I want to find one that looks like a chicken. It will be life-sized and feathery, and have little horny feet that stick out of the bottom because truly elegant purses have feet. The head will have a pink, rubbery comb and bright plastic … Continue reading Chicken Purse – A Poem
Tag: poetry
Anyway – A Love Poem
ANYWAY by Victoria Nations She has no red hair, and no gray, and only a few freckles peppered across her putty nose, and splattered down her back. She's the tall one, the strong one who owns a tool belt, but leaves the dead opossums to me, along with the lizards and big bugs. She's a … Continue reading Anyway – A Love Poem
Spring
SPRING by Victoria Nations She stood on her hands and spun so her dress swirled in a wide circle. The sky above her filled with green skirts and grey crinolines, the lace sweeping her legs as they spread and bent to keep steady. Her hands gripped the ground for balance. Her feet wiggled with joy.
Overlook – A Traveling Poem
OVERLOOK by Victoria Nations I would get lost on those curved roads rising up between mountains I would drag my fingers to slow my descent as I slid down into the valleys I would savor the view as I travelled
Doodling
DOODLING by Victoria Nations Doodling things with tentacles And teeth That's not right It should be beaks and tentacles And suction cups And delightfully slimy skin It should be aquatic And shape-shifting And fast But There it sits Furry and toothed A cunning eye turned up Staring And tentacles I can’t see where all the … Continue reading Doodling
WISHES
WISHES by Victoria Nations I saw the sun sink into the ocean and the water steamed up where it touched, and though the ocean was large, the sun was so much bigger. I watched the sea boil away as the sun kept sinking down, and finally it sat balanced on the ocean floor. A sheath … Continue reading WISHES
Prey – A Poem for Storms and Migraines
PREY by Victoria Nations The fluorescents warn me Teasing with flickering no one else can see Rushing sounds in my head Like Hearing the ocean inside a shell The vibrations push me Threatening if I sway back and forth To keep the seasick rhythm So I struggle to hold myself still The air gets darker … Continue reading Prey – A Poem for Storms and Migraines
Writing Longhand, Editing with Doodles and Diagrams
Daniel Kraus's recent article about authors who write longhand really struck me. The authors describe how writing longhand slows them down and makes their writing tighter. They describe the tactile satisfaction they get from the task, how the work they produce is tangible. Their descriptions are compelling When I write (fiction, poetry, or reports for my day job), I typically write on … Continue reading Writing Longhand, Editing with Doodles and Diagrams
Abandoned House – A Love Poem
ABANDONED HOUSE by Victoria Nations Abandoned house with Sun bleached board face Drooping and gapped from Years and years of rain and heat Crinkled so it Cracks, so its Filmed windows tilt Up at the corners Gabled window Turned up and Still cute after all these years Mostly centered over the Black double doors Falling … Continue reading Abandoned House – A Love Poem
Clatter
CLATTER by Victoria Nations The whine of wind pushing the The clatter of palm fronds and The clacking of bluejay beaks on The scritch of roach legs against The rustle of leaves caught in the Damp Dark Boot jacks Reach your hand in there I dare you