TSM 222 — The First Time

The first time I saw you I heard boom chaka, the nasty bump and grind kind The first time I heard you, poetry man spritzed the air; such a deep inhale The first time you played, you rosined my bow; my heart danced a jig The first time we met, I said too much but…

dVerse — OLN 321 and earthweal OLW 130 — Moon Troiku inspired by Samuel Peralta

Earth, sky, stillness.The evening unfoldsthe rorschach of the moon. Earth, sky, stillness.Moon shares its momentbonding wonder. The evening unfoldsthe same, yet differentthe moon won’t say why. [T]he rorschach of the moon.always tellsif our piano is in tune.   image:  full moon taken on 071322 Today’s form is a troiku, where I will use Samuel Peralta’s…

Tough Love — Micro of the Macro

Please take a few minutes of your time to look at the beauty that is threatened by us carrying on as usual. Please read Lisa at Micro of the Macro’s post — then take action. The world as we know it depends on it. All photos were taken inside Yosemite National Park in California before…

#FF — Town Hero

PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook i. Locals learned historical context of the rubble in grade school. As adults it meant a draw for a dependable stream of tourists who came to visit, gawk, selfie-snap, overeat, and buy made-in-China souvenirs to take home to their envious families. Woke marketing recast it in an ugly, oppressionistic light….

dVerse — Haibun Monday — following dark portends

shadow ink pools matte vacuum reflection absorbs no light Miraged oasis in the distance, the desert traveler’s pace quickens. Skin bag long dry, biology mandates relief to stay imminent collapse. Stumbling, she falls to her knees in gratitude — which flips to horror. A crow lands. perched in dead palm, caws to still-moving carrion scant…