Month: November 2023
Friday Favorite Feature 14, Martin Scorcese’s film, Rolling Thunder Revue (2019)
image link Friday Favorite Feature 14, Martin Scorcese’s film, Rolling Thunder Revue (2019) Netflix’ Rolling Thunder Review, aka Rolling Thunder Revue: A Bob Dylan Story by Martin Scorcese, is a film I’ve been putting off watching since it was released. I did try to watch it a few years back but Patti Smith’s freaky performance…
dVerse — OLN 351 — Christmas Cactus Thanksgiving
taken today november blossoms soul shines, white and pink manna early christmas lights plugged into sun, offering priceless, remembering thanks taken today taken 111923 Grace is today’s host of dVerse’ Open Link Night. Grace offered a possible topic of food, which got me thinking about how flowers are manna for the soul, especially in November.
24 SSPC 9 (1st wk — Nov 22 – Dec 6) Light Snow — Shosetsu
November’s Hourglasses donning hoody and quilted vest, she makes her way out to the mailbox. a pale, weak sun washes cold; no relief from wind, no warmth found between junk mail. in disappointment she turns. her steps scuff gravel gray path of the forgotten across the globe, on her deathbed, a woman mourns there’s no…
#FF — The Deadline Games
PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Cut rock and cement walls dominate, where blue sky feels almost like an afterthought. It’s a place that reason says is uninhabitable for humans – a perfect place for The Games. Those who haven’t paid Lifetax by deadline are vaporized en mass each midnight. National lotteries choose contestants from those…
dVerse — Poetics — Letters of Love
Barb and Rod when grey dulls life’s gleammind wandering back to bleaknessyour face, grace, returnsyou turn, I follow your lightblack numbness again vanquished Punam is today’s host of dVerse’ Poetics. Punam says:I think, we all have many, maybe hundreds, of unsent and unwritten letters inside us. So let’s write letters today. Write to…
prayers for our best (freeverse)
image link We’re at our best at our worst. Maybe it will take scorched earth before we’ll realize we’ve gone too far. Methodical hollowing of all aspects of life-giving nature, replacing with seeping uncleanable toxins into every crevice hasn’t quite gotten us to the worst. Textured, contextual, mutual hatred followed by sulphurous belching bouts of…
