(I) Untitled a spark of gold against a navy sky. "hello, little one", says the firefly. grinning and grasping only to find he's already gone. "farewell, goodbye" (II) the answer is in the asking i once asked of the firefly why is it you burn bright as a distant sun? her response was a …
Project Tag: Jordan Earls
poetry is… – Jordan Earls
"This is a series of short poems I will write over time" (I) poetry is autumns tree with her crown of auburn and gold. listen as the soft wind weaves through her hair and her whispering story is told. (II) poetry is the ailing father, brother, uncle, son. his shrinking form re-tuning the strings …
Twenty-Twenty – Jordan Earls
where are we going in twenty-twenty? we're never not going. so i ask again: where are we going? forward or backward? up or down? wherever it is, let's do it right, let's do it together.
Lady Godiva – Jordan Earls
her amber and brown gaze brings forth a memory see that look? it means i love you, i am happy when i see you. my words provoke that happy tail, that bright life in her eye. diva, baby girl, what is it? her only response is to rush over with those puffball paws and long, …
The Shame – Jordan Earls
The words my father said on that ninth of April Repent You've been faking it, son. The dogs playing at my feet As my world crumbles around them. The look in my mama's eyes as I reached out for comfort Broken Defeated in my arms. The dogs playing at my feet As my world crumbles …