PHOTO PROMPT © Liz Young Jeremy was born deaf. As he became self-aware, he never felt deficient, just different. Machines helped him adapt to the mainstream. College lead to a seamless transition to the world of work. Jeremy lived in a rural area and worked from home. One night he was about to shut the…
Month: October 2023
POPO2023 Day 18
Henri Matisse, “The Pinapple” [sic] Angel Flies with One Wing Her small, gaunt white figure prays at the garden shoppe. I write her a poem. She stays with me through the weekend. Monday, I buy her; bring her home, wheel-barrow to patio, she falls. Broken, she flies with one wing.
24 SSPC 4 (2nd wk) — Cold Dew (Kanro) (Oct 8 – 22)
finch bob on thistle pecking dashed brown seeds, chirping in warm autumn wind nothing alive feels worried just joy with every breath kigo: (thistle) seeds, (warm) autumn wind Tanka form top image link bottom image link note: plants breathe too! Colleen Chesebro is the host of Tanka Tuesday.
dVerse — Poetics — Inspired by van Gogh’s, “Window in the Studio”
What am I in the eyes of most people — a nonentity, an eccentric, or an unpleasant person — somebody who has no position in society and will never have; in short, the lowest of the low. All right, then — even if that were absolutely true, then I should one day like to show…
POPO2023 Day 17
Georges Seurat, “The Circus” Killing Blackbirds Small black-feathered bodies plummet one by one; bb gun begins at dawn. Seeing their comrades fall does not deter; their gluttony of suet continues. Cardinals and chickadees watch and wait. Note: this is a fiction/fantasy. No blackbirds were harmed.
Writober Days 15, 16, 17 : Jack-O-Lantern, Vampire, Moon
Moon fills my pumpkin its glow is just right wings of a blood bat unfurl in the night. When honey doth glow midnight Halloween jack-o-lantern smiles with unholy schemes. Where shines a pale neck head of vampire bows o’er warm frozen prey I watch from shadows. My stomach lurches, my gasp makes a sound; meal…
dVerse — Q186 — Angulate(d)
Ori ga me.Fold me as you will;crease my edges,point my corners. Pretty pony?Salt box fortune teller?Dragon? Saint? How shall you bendand turn me? Yet I’m paper,designed for recycleonce binned; or ashif a match set to. top image link for “Blade Runner Unicorn” De Jackson (aka WhimsyGizmo) is today’s host of dVerse’ Quadrille Monday. De says:write…
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