dVerse — Poetics — Unraveled

“The trees are mad silhouettes against the rouge pink sky; perhaps they too need emptying.” – by Sanaa Rivzi, from, “A pocketful of maybes” Winter trees were madness, webbed silhouettes, gaining grey sky; compelled, relieved a keened need for empty… Pulled out through every hole in the head, crystal-silk threads now fill still, glittered heaven….

Movies, Movies, Movies! #100 – September 7, 2021

Welcome to another installment of Movies, Movies, Movies! Unbelievable, but today is the 100th episode of this feature. It started before covid, took a brief hiatus during the first crisis of it, and got right back in the saddle. Hoping it continues long after we’ve ground covid to dust. I’m way behind on reviews for…

dVerse — Quadrille Monday 135 — Monster Truck

Monster truck thumpin’groovin’ down the road.Rock and rollin’ treadson a raised frame strikesdread to warm-blooded crossers – soon dead. Suicide butterflies litter its gut-spatteredchrome grill; bits fill the tarvey.Smooshed squirrel crow bait waits; caws echo in its wake.     image:  “Monster Truck Grave Digger 1,” by Jeelan Clark De Jackson (aka whimsygizmo) is today’s…

TSM 176 — Straight Desert Highways

He says what happens between us stays here,he in burnished leather boots and his fancy car.We ride straight desert highways with the top down,his hand on my thigh; he’s wearing the biggest grin.Me, soaking in tans, browns, sunbeats in big sky. We stop for gas near the border. Senoritas smile,shy under their long lashes. They…

dVerse — OLN 299 — Fall Out

In the Rain, by Vincent Van Gogh (1882) We call it fall above all because of the leaves leaving the trees; Yet also because the temperature leaves what are now the eighties. Most of all it’s because we fall out of love with summer sun’s radioactive please. Grace is today’s host for dVerse’ Open Link…