Poetry by Dash Codiga

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River Crossing

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Words

Out of time

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He most definitely knew what hit him. His family and friends would seek solace in the standard untruth that “at least he didn’t feel...

Red Tail

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His yellow talons clutch a gnarled branchnot ten yards away. His regal head turns to take me in. When he turns back to look across the...

Navajo Peak (a poem in two voices)

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In the winter of 1948 a plane crashed in the Indian Peaks west of Boulder, Colorado. It took three days to recover the three...

No such thing

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Fate rides on fiery tracks as the warmth of the flame creeps from underneath the doortell me one thing, darlingis it everything you imagined it to...

The Gift Inside

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Surprisingly dominant the hard world — flags and batons, limos and air-conditioners, mounted mooseheads, bullets. Our soft bodyshells must conform or be shed. Yet the totems within our heads are not lampposts without lamps. Nothing the...

Upon Realizing I am a Circus Bear

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wow i am a circus bear i am big and formed in the wilderness of my own cognitive dissonance i was once wading in the torrent of...

Stretch of the West

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Sit with legs extended, flex your feet.Breathe in to raise your arms, grow tall. Breathe outto fold your body forward, hold your feet. Breathe in...

in the light

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Waking up each morning Pieces of my skin stick to my sheets Flesh unbound, pulling away A viscous, visceral stretch in the direction of my movement, a line...

On my Mom’s dying

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She saw my first breath. I saw her last. And, in between,      many days of      smiles, shouts,      puddles, clouds      thoughts deluded, denuded,      eluded...

Going Back to Bed

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Going back to bed is the ultimate adult dream Subject of snooze button thoughts                 Excuses Reasons they may have closed...

Three Poems

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accomplice he shoves a rusty crowbar into my hands i want you to climb up on the rooftear up some of the shinglesmake it look like...

Get it Together

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Just there after, the lights dim down to a nearly indiscriminate fade.The hush falls on the crowd like a falling line of dominos.It’s the...