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Tackling a Big Topic

Charlotte Hamrick

The back of the ear lobe is hidden. It’s soft and meek and brings no attention to itself. Very fine hair lies on the neck parallel to it, hair as soft and fine as the first down of baby birds when they’ve just opened their eyes for the first time. The back of the earlobe is soft. It invites touch, it desires touch. A finger lazily caresses the lobe,it’s tip fitting snugly into the hollow in back.  A tongue lightly licks the edge of the lobe from jawbone below to the stiff cartilage above. Lips nibble. A nose nuzzles, inhaling … Continue reading Tackling a Big Topic

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Late in the Day

Charlotte Hamrick

wafting curtains pushed by the wind glow in the rays of the late afternoon sun the call of the cicadas echo, rising and falling, a shrillness fading to murmurs a helicopter flies overhead, a shadow on earth’s drowsy landscape the in-between time rides a current of nonchalance ______________________________ Shared on dVerse Poets Pub, an online community of poets who share their work and support each other. Continue reading Late in the Day

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Coffee, Tea, Patio, Bed

Charlotte Hamrick

“The poem finds me. I know it’s a poem when I hear it. I say the lines, and when the saying is right, I write down the lines. Almost always, the poem’s opening comes to me first. Sometimes I must write a bit before I get to the opening, before it reveals itself to me. I know it’s a poem when I connect with the opening lines. At that point I have no real notion of where the poem is headed. I don’t know how it will end. I don’t want to know. I want the closing to be what is needed … Continue reading Coffee, Tea, Patio, Bed

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Newsy News & Celebration

Charlotte Hamrick

I’m celebrating two great things that have happened to me in the (dreaded) month of August that might (might) be changing my mind about it although I’m glad we’re practically at the half-way mark. First, three of my poems are published in Olentangy Review this month. Olentangy Review is edited by husband and wife team Darryl and Melissa Price and was originally a print publication that began back in 1992. I am very pleased to be a part of this beautiful journal and in the company of other (way more well known) poets and writers featured in its pages. Huge thanks … Continue reading Newsy News & Celebration

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Missing

Charlotte Hamrick

let’s run away become those people that are never heard from again throw a few changes of clothes and your St. Christopher into a suitcase and just hit the road and I’ll leave a message on the voicemail that says itchy feet have to run and we’ve gone to join Laika after all who says space has to be outer and other galaxies only exist in the sky __________________________________ Do you ever feel like this? I’m feeling it big time lately. Poem shared on dVerse Poet’s Pub, an online community where poets share their work and support each other. Image found … Continue reading Missing

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Open the Drapes

Charlotte Hamrick

I didn’t want to believe What we believe in those rooms: That we are blessed, letting go, Letting someone, anyone, Drag open the drapes and heave us Back into our blinding, bright lives. ~Tracy K. Smith, exerpt from The Speed of Belief I love Tracy K. Smiths book “Life On Mars” and keep it, along with two or three others, on my bedside table where I can easily find it and read and reread the beautiful words inside. I like this passage. Sometimes we need a little help dragging open the drapes to let in the creative light. This week … Continue reading Open the Drapes

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Tenacity’s Eyebrows

Charlotte Hamrick

Tenacity has salt and pepper eyebrows with a life of their own, his brain runs faster than his mouth, words tumble out falling consonents over vowels, impaling themselves on spikey exclamation points, snagging on commas and dragging ellipses.Tenacity’s eyebrows struggle to keep up with his mouth, each black hair straining against its follicle, eager to run the obstacle course, sprinting over the spikey points and hopscotching through the ellipses, persuing the riotous words but the white hairs, ah, the white hairs lie with confidence cool and calm because they know how Tenacity earned his name and that soon all these … Continue reading Tenacity’s Eyebrows

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Passages

Charlotte Hamrick

the ocean rolls like bodies beneath sheets as twilight seeps over the horizon, we lie side by side not touching and the day is slipping away days of grey and mist passed and we persevered together, swimming in warm, safe waters you were in my head awake and asleep, I could never get enough, now I barely see you, we exist in separate seas we’ve been to places no one else has seen, felt the lightning in the midst of a storm, seen northern lights flashing in southern night skies can we get it back, can a hurricane blow away … Continue reading Passages