Tag Archives: poetry

Spring Fever

Posted on January 6, 2015 by Kira Call Ceramics

Snow dusts the ground of the Berkshires People hide in their houses I sit outside with a tobacco pipe The cold bites my nose, but there’s something on my mind.   Life is a bigger picture than I can see … Continue reading →

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Blackened lungs, warm hearts

Posted on June 26, 2014 by Kira Call Ceramics

  Blackened lungs, warm heart. Mercy comes from unexpected places. Friendship is a kind of mercy.   Full belly, warm bed, No bugs bite me at night. Therefore I am blessed. Blessed by who? Fate? Luck? Or the least likely, … Continue reading →

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Rustic Daydream

Posted on January 11, 2014 by Kira Call Ceramics

I have sweet memories of a far-off place, Filled with crazy people and beautiful landscapes. I have feelings for an ideal that I can’t seem to grasp— Left longing for a daydream burnt to ash. My ideal life, with closer … Continue reading →

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From the Beginning to The End.

Posted on September 19, 2013 by Kira Call Ceramics

    When the world turns its back on your peace of mind And your best friend is half the world away And hugs cost millions per microsecond The sun laughs at your dizziness, And no one else can see … Continue reading →

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Perception.

Posted on January 27, 2013 by Kira Call Ceramics

Different through different eyes. The way we perceive… everything. Timelessness divides, I see the way I’m supposed to go. Things never go that way– neither do I. Stretched away from what I know, Separated from what I was, I now … Continue reading →

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Face to Face.

Posted on January 25, 2013 by Kira Call Ceramics

That moment when you realize– Something’s different. Racing heart, See something new in what’s old. Living with ghosts, tempted to revert– Dream– restless, face to face with the rush, The fear of going back, the yearning. See it. Feel it. … Continue reading →

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To Breathe.

Posted on January 24, 2013 by Kira Call Ceramics

To touch. To taste. To electrify. If not for this, what should I want?             Gentle hands, soft warm eyes.             The smell of skin, a connecting bind.             Two as one, breathing, clinging.             Soft voice touching my ear, … Continue reading →

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Soon

Posted on January 10, 2013 by Kira Call Ceramics

  Changing address, changing scenes, Wake up in a new bed, change my jeans. Make coffee with new stove top, Try to make a living drop by drop. A drop in the bucket is none in the hand, Drop from … Continue reading →

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Stolen Sleep

Posted on December 4, 2012 by Kira Call Ceramics

  This sinking in my stomach eats me alive It’s all I can do to learn to survive. “Hang in there, hang on,” my friends tell me. If only it were so easy, if only they could see. Dragging on, … Continue reading →

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Silence is Me.

Posted on November 22, 2012 by Kira Call Ceramics

     * Grass Bud Vase– grolleg porcelain decorated with incised lines and inlaid mason stain, cone 10 reduction. Silence is Me. Innocence replaced with cruel condescension, Past revisited- time for reinvention. Find me waiting, lost in turmoil, Anticipating one … Continue reading →

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