Welcome to the Poetry Nap Blog

Let the poet be thy muse! To honor the poets and their timeless artistry, we will publish the poems from our Poetry Nap adventures for you to read again and again. We will also share other gems of music and musing. Please be sure to join the mailing list to receive your weekly Poetic Perk, our gift of a poem in your inbox every Tuesday morning.

Ethereally, surreally, and really yours,

Lady & Lord Dosis

Music Playlist: Chapter One, The Nature of Love

Dearest Poetry Nappers, Please relish and delight in the poetry of the lyrics and the extraordinary music of these sterling…

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When I Was The Forest · by Meister Eckhard

When I was the stream, when I was the forest, when I was still the field, when I was every hoof, foot, fin and wing, when…

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STARS n LOVE · by Lady and Lord Dosis

You wander through us Like fire in our blood. We are your origin story, We are your light. Reach your fingertips, caress…

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STAR LIFE · by Michael McClure

                       THIS LIFE IS STAR LIFE;                                                          SISTER DEER AND I…

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Sleeping in the Forest · by Mary Oliver

I thought the earth remembered me, she took me back so tenderly, arranging her dark skirts, her pockets full of lichens…

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Native Moments · by Walt Whitman

NATIVE moments! when you come upon me—Ah you are here now! Give me now libidinous joys only! Give me the drench of my…

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Sonnet XII · by Pablo Neruda

Full being, flesh apple, hot moon, thick smell of seaweed, mud and light in masquerade, what secret clarity opens through…

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i like my body when it is with your body · by e.e. cummings

i like my body when it is with your body.  It is so quite a new thing. Muscles better and nerves more. i like your body.…

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Ode to Wine · by Pablo Neruda

Day-colored wine, night-colored wine, wine with purple feet or wine with topaz blood, wine, starry child of earth, wine,…

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How Badly We Need Love · by Michael McClure

HOW BADLY we need love to invent it. WE pretend to be billowing clouds of flesh giving morning kisses on the backs of our…

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