Susie Clevenger

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About Susie Clevenger
Susie Clevenger was first published at the age of fifteen in Missouri Youth Write. From her earliest work she has used poetry as a vehicle for self examination, observation, and honest portrayal of life's complexities. She is author of the poetry collections, Dirt Road Dreams, Insomnia's Ink, and Where Butterflies Pray. Her work is included in the poetry collections, Poetry as a Spiritual Practice and online in The Creative Nexus, Poetry & Prose Magazine, The Brinks Gallery, The Global Twitter Community Poetry Project, Journey of the Heart, and The Yellow Chair Review. She is a member of the Academy of American Poets and The Poetry Society of Texas. Susie resides in Houston, Texas with her husband, Charlie.
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Blog postSlivers of frozen moon
peek through tarot clouds
as the old year slips into
its grave of sapphire shadows.
From wind shuffled mist January
drops its star of hope into the palm
of restless night where questions
pace the insomnia of unanswered.
Beneath winter’s icy quilt resilience
sprouts another leaf to break
through soil of a new calendar
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Blog postPhoto Manipulation by Zulkarnain Ismail
Sunset swims through the pines
turning bark into pink fins chasing light
deeper into shadows.
Waves of evening splash across my face
transforming my skin into ghost paths
for night dreams to wander.
Alone I wait for stars to break through needles
framing clouds above me, and wonder if my eyes
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Blog postDressed by a murder of crows
and dark mist of moon I walk
the silver edge of night’s mirror
where Longfellow’s ink still pools
in the fountain of dreams.
Free of sunlight’s woe I wrap myself
in his poet’s cloak to hold communion
with words that see hope in star washed shadows.
Aware sleep will soon demand
I seek my pillow I sing one last exclamation,
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Blog postThe weight of days has turned
her auburn hair to white mist.
She walks sunrise with her pine needle breasts
glistening with night stars still clinging to dreams.
A defiant forest drops its seeds from limbs scarred
by axes hungry for concrete on sacred ground
begging for resurrection.
Hope, fragile as spun sugar, sings its song of nests
on wings brushing its notes across sky angry1 month ago Read more -
Blog postIn fairy dust, and dry oak leaves
autumn climbs upon its throne
feeling tree limbs shudder their woe
of coming frost to strip them to skeletons.
Dressed in sun yellow and orange crush
the forest sings its song of slumber praying
the season’s interlude will be kind to weathered wombs
who are hand maidens to capricious seasons.
In the crushed breath of fallen leaves wild things
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Blog postMy foot prints leave my name
in the dust of insomnia
formed by sleepless souls counting
butterflies in the lamb’s cave of the moon.
A monarch astronaut tethered
to earth that abandoned me
I search for solace from winged gods
who speak the language of eternal flight.
In this land where wishes glitter stones
I suffer no crosses to bear or sins to forgive.
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Blog postWith the moon cradled in my hands
and night tucked into strands of my hair
the whispers of monsters are merely
the death rattle of leaves surrendering to the wind.
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Blog postA yellow petal sea
of sunflowers floods august
with summer’s last hurrah.
I am a thousand steps
into grief, and yet withering
stemmed suns splash light
across my arms daring night
to open its veins to stars.
The thesaurus I’ve hung
like a crucifix from my tongue
rustles its pages as it feels
hope’s breach.
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Blog postSilence can grow roots
on the tongue, leaf agony
on branches fed distance
and questions ignored.
In the straining agony to reach
a love song night buries the sun
beneath ribs that have turned
from cradle to heart’s prison.
Let me explain a few things...
When sullen stillness robs love
of its rose blush, it's a dandelion
that will blossom from thorns if the
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Blog postArtistic Photography Dreamlike Portrait Photography by Damien Casals
Night sings its song of wings along my skin until I slip into
the moon’s lullaby to fly
the star path of visions.
The chant of trees guides
me to Jupiter’s oak where
Athena braids my hair
with sonnets of falling stars.
Etched by secrets I roam
ebony’s curtain where beginnings
and endings merge until the weight
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Blog postPhoto: Caroline Madsen Wind carries wild grass music notes to my fingertips,
and I get lost in a prairie sonata of summer.
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Blog postImage:Susie Clevenger A teacup moon rests
on its starlight saucer
watching night roamers
walk ribbons of pavement
lined with electric globes.
Escape plays its drumbeat
of shoes along concrete
competing with traffic’s rumble.
All paths lead to tomorrow,
but in the final hours of Saturday night
darkness teases silhouettes splashing
against sleeping windows there are
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Blog postIn the pink dust of admiration
a rose enjoys a moment of full bloom
while death waits to brown its petals
and erase love notes tucked into
the eye of summer.
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Blog postDigital Art by : Louisa Azevedo When morning withdraws
its saber from the moon’s heart,
wild things stir to drink the blood
of dreams, to taste hope in its innocence.
In the ethereal unrest of rising - visions
swim the edge of alarm clock’s routine
playing tug of war with alert and sleep’s siren.
Cautiously plans shape-shift from vague
into clarity…The stag leaps from the calendar
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Blog postWe travel in fairy taleswhere flowers speakand bears sing lullabies.
At dream’s peak where twilightpulls wool over bright eyeswe stand tiptoe on the moonplanting wishes among stars.
Pale rose and thorn’s blooddance through sleeping earsleaving whispers morningwill translate as insanity.
©Susie Clevenger 2020
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Blog postThe moon is on fireand flowers tease uswith the heady hopelove can bloom in the voidof an unanswered kiss.
A mask used to be a metaphor,the smile I wore so no onecould see inside the mirror.
Now it is a shield announcingI care enough about your lifeto not expose you to my contagion.
How long can one exist inside a question? It is so cold in this city of empty arms.
©Susie Clevenger 2020
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Blog postIn a sky of numberless starsa mockingbird sings her earth songof dandelion seeds to plant musicwhere angels no longer sing. ©Susie Clevenger 2020
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Blog postFebruary’s irony deliveredme beneath the sign of Pisces,but neglected to teach meto trust water.
With open heart and tear drop eyesI clung to the edge of the moonand questioned a Zodiac’s prankof delivering a fish without fins.
In the wilderness of stars answersabandoned me on the banks of silence.An orphan with stardust veins,I formed butterfly wings from fearto grow strong enough to swim an ocean.
©Susie Clevenger 2020
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Blog postDeath owns the mossed headstonesorphaned by time and muted storiesno longer spoken in mortal’s rockery.
Fallen epitaphs .... names surrenderto nature’s bloom and winter frost,broken granite bouquets tied with wild roses.
Where pain no longer visits, peace speakspoetry through meadowlark and aspen sigh, souls long gonenow rest as poems cradled in the arms of Mother Earth.
©Susie Clevenger 2020#napowritmo2020 Day 25Inspired by: #skyloverwordlist - rockery
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Blog postuprooting an oakto concrete the moon’s canvasknifes the dreamer’s heart
dark groves of stacked bricksblind the eyes of star seekersand drains poets’ ink
an acorn can’t growin a valley of streetlightsor nest morning’s song
©Susie Clevenger 2020
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Blog postCalled heretic and April’s witch,Emma dons a thorned crownand carries her totem, Lepus, into her persecution as if it washer coronation.
Resurrection comes every springin a love ballad written withyellow notes of daffodils risenfrom winter’s death…
What hell would suggest she be damnedfor finding God in Easter’s pastel eggsgently laid in wombs of grass to blessa child with discovery?
Emma has no argument with a cross.It was Mother Earth’s limbs severedto display the agony of a9 months ago Read more -
Blog postThe insistent urgeto sculpture ink into poetryis a like running barefooton gravel, a finish line never crossed.
For every poem released to a reader’s eyescarries a poet’s sigh of incomplete.
©Susie Clevenger 2020
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Blog postOthers, a wordoutside myselfthat places mein the anonymityof a dandelion wind,a seeded storm of wishessearching for a place to bloom.
©Susie Clevenger 2020
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Inspired by the Real Toads Prompt ~ Speaking in the Voice of Another
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Blog postI want to lie downamong the fernwhere moss thrivesand defiant lightslips through selfishoak leaves feedingon the sun … Let the wild greennourish my spirit with resilience.
©Susie Clevenger 2020
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It's not all rockets and ray guns, but it is a yawning castle with teeth while fire devours a wooden house. Or would you rather play on a baseball field watching angels in ballet?
Alien connections, dystopian worlds, and folklore intertwine with ghostly figures scratching messages in wood, red frog curses, and horses that change color.
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Moments at Midnight: A Poetry Collaboration
Dec 14, 2019
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Night is a realm all its own. When the mind should be quiet and at rest, for some it is the time of most acute introspection. Whether it is the creative spirit that moves them or thoughts that simply refuse to be ignored, Moments at Midnight takes you on a journey of provoking verse through the inner soul of three poets from the South and Midwest. Experience solitude, longing, and love as expressed through the pens of Susie Clevenger, Ben Ditmars, and Sreya Bremtin.Night will never be the same again.
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Where Butterflies Pray
Aug 1, 2017
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Nature has always been at the center of Susie Clevenger’s spiritual journey. In her latest poetry collection, Where Butterflies Pray, she shares poems written from moments spent communing with God through nature.
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Dirt Road Dreams
Apr 1, 2018
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Dirt Road Dreams is a journey through experience. Join poet Susie Clevenger as she takes you along with her on her personal odyssey. She toughens her feet by walking on gravel, then finds herself rebelliously kicking up sand until she finally learns the joy of dancing in the dust. In this book the reader will find themselves sharing the growth of a soul, and viewing life's joys and sorrows through the unique vision of Susie's pen.
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Insomnia's Ink
Aug 12, 2015
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Insomnia’s Ink is birthed from night hours of little sleep, caffeine,
and open eyed dreaming. Sit with Susie Clevenger beneath a forty
watt moon and explore the shadow and light of emotions that visit
her between midnight and the birdsong of morning.
and open eyed dreaming. Sit with Susie Clevenger beneath a forty
watt moon and explore the shadow and light of emotions that visit
her between midnight and the birdsong of morning.
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