Flower Power here we walk hand in hand as brown grounds us umbrella flies blue***** snow melts’ running streams ***********blossom winter aconite stemmed butter petals call spring forth accompanied by drips, soughs, chirps, songs Witch Hazel look ahead! confetti is raining down to celebrate spring! butter sun kernels pop; witch hazel with its big heart…
Month: February 2024
MMB 2024 Week 9 — Iris Dement
Click on the above link to take you to an NPR interview with Iris. Iris DeMent is an American singer-songwriter and musician. DeMent’s musical style includes elements of folk, country and gospel. DeMent was inspired to write her first song, “Our Town,” at age 25 by a drive through a boarded-up Midwest town. The song…
#FF — Flower Girl
PHOTO PROMPT © Fleur Lind Flower Girl May’s home is a magnet, where family and friends gather in goodwill. Tokens of guests’ appreciation likewise gather on the cabinet; as reminders of what is important. Flower Girl takes center stage, a reminder of Tessy, her long lost friend. Photos are e-mailed afterwards between all, to share…
dVerse — Poetics — leaping through
open blinds flood morning sun cats curl ankles; loose slider two furred, lithe streaks jostle through leaping into bright top image cats in sun (not my cats!) dodoitsu form I am today’s host of dVerse’ Poetics. I say: write about Leap Year, leaping, or an ekphrastic to the given image.
New Movie about the Bad River Tribe, Water Protectors of Lake Superior v. Enbridge
Deadline.com has a write-up on the film here. More here at 50eggsfilms.
Totoro’s Emissary (freeform)
Totoro’s Emissary Seeing her there, more wondering why she didn’t run than anything else, I finally figured out why she didn’t. This was no squirrel. She was sent as emissary from the great round himself, Totoro. image link For those who aren’t familiar with this beloved character, learn more here.
dVerse — Haibun Monday — 2fer
Night Light Earlier last week, after seeing the moon peeking in through the blinds in my bedroom, I wrote a poem about it to Bjorn’s prompt. Later last week, dusk was falling as I returned home from running errands. I saw her there, rising through trees across the street. captive, we point at her still…
