the last Canoga Park Art Walk

Originally Posted: September 11th, 2011Updated: January 25th, 2020This will be the last Art Walk in Canoga Park for the year. Be sure to stop by and find me & my typewriter. I’ll have a special surprise for anyone kind enough to donate! This Thursday ~ September 15th ~ 6pm ~ Sherman Way & Owensmouth

“WINTER KISSES”

Originally Posted: August 23rd, 2011Updated: January 25th, 2020Cindy emailed me the poem I typed this for her at the Canoga Park Art Walk this past week. I think it is amazing how the photograph mirrors the actual poem. Below, you can find the text version of the poem, if you can’t read the picture. Part …

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“FOR GYPSY”

Originally Posted: July 22nd, 2011Updated: January 25th, 2020I wrote this poem for Debbie, who was stationed next to me at the Canoga Park Art Walk last night. It’s about her dog, Gypsy, who has cancer. If you would like to donate to Gypsy’s cause, please visit their tumblr.

“TYPEWRITER”

Originally Posted: June 20th, 2011Updated: January 4th, 2020prompt: “typewriter” (You can submit a poetry prompt here) TYPEWRITER by billimarie Mistakes are more permanent than we’d often admit. They fade like ancient scars which once seeped beyond skin and into being but now, attentive lovers if you can find them, caress each darkened spot as if …

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“MINDFUL OF HOME”

Originally Posted: June 15th, 2011Updated: July 7th, 2020prompt: “I have traveled the earth with only a slight, compact bag at my shoulders that held a camera, enough clothes for tomorrow. I have dwelled and dined in cities where a constant flow of human traffic streaks by, as seen through a window. I have wandered endless …

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"I Saw You Last Night" by Billimarie Lubiano Robinson - "Who says sleep / is subconscious? We don't / just meet / in our dreams, we collapse / into each other, / exhausted from travel / climbing through one / black hole / into another." (Typewriter Poetry)

“I Saw You Last Night”

Originally Posted: May 14th, 2011Updated: August 4th, 2020This poem was featured on Quora as the answer to this question: “What’s the creepiest poem you’ve ever read?” I SAW YOU LAST NIGHT Who says sleepis subconscious? We don’tjust meetin our dreams, we collapseinto each other,exhausted from travelclimbing through oneblack honeinto another. –billimarieoctober 15th 2011 Purchase Poetry