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anticipation, awareness, choice, deliberate creation, Elaine Stirling, emotional decisions, freedom, intent, magnetic attraction, optimism, poetry
Smiles in a drawer I keep
for days like these when leaves
on poplar trees deceive and
tease me with their playful ease.
My smile is a sound
more linear than round
more string than woodwind
brass or drum. When tuned
my grin can take your
frown and turn it.
Upside down, you thought.
I’ll bet you did! You filled the
poem in yourself. We rhyme
in pairs, the time we share
within these lines belongs
to no one else but you.
And me, I’ll go on smiling
ready for the sweet surprise
I see and know and feel is
coming that will turn
this linear to, “Oh,
its you, hello!”
~~~
© Elaine Stirling, 2013
Image of poplar leaves from biofortified.org
Oceantics 
Ah – the perfect set of words to accompany morning tea, or that solitary-feeling flood after wistful daydreams, or even for that contemplative moment when regarding ourselves in the mirror. Definitely versatile and worth keeping in my easy-to-access drawer.
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Thank you, Creative! I’ve been much inspired lately by your biodiversity and brain posts. There are endlessly better ways of approaching one’s day than what we’ve routinely accepted. 😉
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Corn in Cheek
Linear it’s clear
is a straightened sound when
stretched thin by poet’s ears
sharing a single letter
between two syllables
like string between two cans
allows tongue and ears on
both ends to speak and hear
as the “f” in leaf subtly turns
to “v” when speaking of more
than one, does the poet’s voice
speak louder when there is
a longer line of ears.
D. Russel Micnhimer 8-7-2013
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Vee are amazed at what you heard in this poem, Russel.
Clearly, your ears
are not
enjambed.
(I’ve wanted to mess with that word “enjambed” for so long!)
Thank you for the corn and the expansion of silliness.
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