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#SLS — Deep Cuts — “Win” by David Bowie

“Me, I’m fresh on your pages” My choice of deep cut is, “Win” from David Bowie’s “Young American” album. There is something that pulls me in about the lyrics. I also love how David sings. Luther Vandross is one of the backup singers. It doesn’t get much better than this, peeps. Me, I hope that…

season calls (tanka)

Still, woodland clearinggeese rise, through millennia,when the season callsour steps quicken to beat duskour short breath puffs of white mist video shot at Blandford Nature Center last weekend, which inspired the tanka

Friday Favorite Feature 11 — Tree Hugger

Last weekend older son and I drove over to Grand Rapids and met up with younger son, his wife, and my grandbaby at Blandford Nature Center to walk the trails and to visit the farm part of the property to see the goats and chickens and to check out the large community garden the place…

POPO2023 Pic of All Postcards Received and Cento Poem from them

As of today, I have received a postcard from almost every one of the 30 people on my list. That’s the best return rate by far of the three years of participation. Add in some bonus cards from Kerfe and Jules, and look at these beauties! The variety and formats, as in other years, have…

dVerse — MTB — Elegy to a Still Living But Lost Love

Elegy to a Still Living But Lost Love Silly thought, I thought we had forever, parsing over joe, puzzling mysteries. Now they have you to themselves in heaven. Silly thought, I thought we had forever. Never hear your rich laugh thrum e’er again. Parting now, past and future histories. Silly thought, I thought we had…

POPO2023 bonus card 2

To Alexandra Artiste! in thought, word, and deed Loves to stroll among the flowers Examines life through a fine-cut lens X–\ A nickname from long ago that lingers N–/ Danced on skates and now through streets Recollections spin gems between lines A person whose heart is in her home.

#FF — Long Lost

PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson Questions flip through my mind like one flips through a rolodex; both artifacts are obsolete and unreliable anymore. I stand in the dark on this moonless, November night, staring at the door, weapon clutched in my trembling hand. A step closer and motion sensors activate the porch light. An inside…