dVerse — Quadrille 127 — Seed Bank

I’ve invested seed money,believing in the ABC’s:asters yield deep purple;balloon flowers top charts;cosmos caps capture interest. Incented, content, I sniff,blessed by return kindness.My shareholder butterfly strawglugs from milkweed constellations. Wreaths, bouquets, cinnamon fieldsof carnations — priceless wealth.   Today when I dropped off borrowed materials and picked up the new batch, I decided to take…

The Sunday Muse 158 — Dream Lover

To knock me off balance again I see you, wind-blown, in my dream. Freezing and begging for respite, I beckon, “Come, get in the car.” So cold you are! You reach for me to knock me off balance again. We cling for dear life, for our love, enduring time, circumstances. I hadn’t thought of you…

Standing with Women Water Protectors, by Barbara Williams — Rise Up Times

“The proposed monstrosity would snake through 200 pristine lakes and rivers in Northern Minnesota including watersheds for the wild rice that is unique to this part of the world and has been intrinsic to the Anishinaabeg/Ojibwe way of life for centuries. A spill could permanently destroy rice beds as well as the fish and wildlife habitat.”…

dVerse — OLN 291 — Spring slimverse series 042821

I’m frilly, perched with my sisters — songs for the bees. Beauty taunts, but beware: she can take your liver. Leaves too grand for compost; stalks so good – yummy pie! Shrinking, I hide in grass but smile for cameras. Note:  if you click on the link to the photos it will take you to…

#FF — Lost Respite

PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson For twenty-plus years, they’d lived each weekend at the cabin from spring to fall. Social distancing forgotten, they kayaked Duckweed Lake by day and listened to loons calling at dusk from the patio. Mid-October they winterized the place before heading back to Greenville for winter’s prison. It’s April; time to…