dVerse — Prosery Monday — Time Trapped

follow image link to fascinating, true story of man trapped by time What does it matter That the stars we see are already dead. By Amy Woolard, from her poem, “Laura Palmer Graduates” Time Trapped I admit Subject 2789 from Planet 23764’s soft form and sincere questions touch and amuse me. The warm, dark pools…

The Oracle Speaks — season’s wax

chocolate peach, tiny dream, sing in delirious whispers of symphonies’ wax to luscious summer sun chant my head with languid tongue, fingered sweat, lathered, pink with life let The Oracle speak to you here

Friday Favorite Feature 28 — “Ruby Bay,” by The Warratahs

The Warratahs(follow link to some other great photos and info on the group) A band forms to play some of their favourite music for a couple of weeks, 25 years and 86,000 albums later it is still very much alive. Based around Barry Saunders voice and songs and Nik Brown’s ability to set the music…

dVerse — MTB — The Turning of the Worm (Palinode)

The Turning Of The Worm,Painting by Christian Michael Original poem: Your Faithful Hound Catch your scent upon the wind, it stirs my heat;Burning bright, a dog turned wolf, I range night sky,Sniff you out, star drunk, to where we always meet. Mystery. There is no sense. Do not ask whyComes this urge to go and…

24 SSPC 28 (1st week) — Clear and Bright (April 4 – 18) Seimei

dawn rescue spring dawn pours prickly pear rescue first coffee rubber boots skittering and wet, I move her to the carport Prickly pear cactus is native to Michigan.  I bought this one 2-3 years ago.  The first winter she was planted on the north side of the house, under an overhang to not get too…