PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot Last of its kind It enters the waterway silently, a translucent behemoth. Those night fishing along the pier stare agog, then pull out their cell phones. Soon its image is plastered across social media. When camera vans reach the scene breathless reporters, fed with data through their earpieces, parrot guesstimates….
Month: October 2024
POPO2024 Day 54
The cosmos are going to seed.Once invisible apples, pears, tomatoesstop blending; gather sweetness.Goldenrod brighten every border.Birds hunt & peck ripe berries.Summer has relinquished its hotgrip to cooling evenings that stroll with big blue sturgeon moon.
POPO2024 Day 53
I found a labyrinth at the gardensat the end of an unfamiliar path,a quiet space fenced off from thoroughfare. While my sons saton a bench and caught up and3 year-old granddaughter chasedafter her new ball, I walked it undersun-dozing trees. Nothing specialtingled or vibed other than a sense of profound happiness.
dVerse — Poetics — Caged: The Haunting of Marie and Billy (a ballad) warning may be triggering for some
Photo: blogs.lse.ac.uk Caged: The Haunting of Marie and BillyRefrain:When trouble calls and raps your doorAs chaos rise to test you Whatever gets you through the nightYou must do, living blessed you.I.Marie thought Billy was sublime,so strong in his uniform,the first born son of Pastor Joe,first sight on first Sunday morn.Discharged for good, the rumors said,enlistment…
TTPC — Word Garden — fairy dance do
we listen evenings for fluttered wings of full moon glides silver flickers between bare trees leads where they soon turn and twirl in fairy dance do words used: listen soon do I took the picture on a garden tour last year. lanturne form series I am today’s host for TankaTuesday. Today’s challenge is to write…
POPO2024 Day 52
In my 60+ years, I’ve been stung once,30+ years ago, when I barefooted a bee.Since, have walked through humminggoldenrod and carpets of clover,driven rider near a ground nest,mowed under massive paper waspcastles (all unbeknownst beforehand!,)and was simply ignored. Could it bee (sic) they perceive no ill intent? Do they knowme as stewardess of this…
POPO2024 Day 51
I love watching birds eat.Mama Cardinal hops along,testing each bit with her beakto see if it’s edible. She rollsthem with her tongue and keeps the tasty bits,but gives the best away. Mlady and Dotty love watchingthem also; inches apart, separated by a thin screen,.Dotty twitches. Mama chirpsand she and her young fly away.
