Think about earth creaturesthat have survived the longestover the eons. They liveunderground or underwater.Gaia gets sicker with imbalance:storms, floods, and fires spew.Polar ice caps melt.Where will you go when it’s time?I’m choosing undergroundin high land – dead or alive.
Author: Lisa or Li
mother, grandmother, gardener, observer of nature, reader, writer, learner, bicyclist, woman who runs with the wolves, lover of music, philosophical daoist. Welcome.
24 SSPC 50 — (1st week) White Dew (Sept 7-22) Hakuro 白露 — Conduit
Conduit Each morning I sit with first cuppajoe, notebook, and pen; one cat on my lap and one beside. Between the beginning of July and the end of August, one poem per day has been committed to be written for a poetry postcard festival. By mid-August the creative process is feeling forced. I’ve written poems…
#FF — Matchmaker
PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson Matchmaker Tindr ways grow dull. Merry hires a matchmaker. Lucretia and she spend an afternoon walking and talking. It feels more like new friendship than an assessment. Merry walks away with the bounce of hope in her step. Barry checks every box. Looks, brains, listens, humorous, steady income, social standing;…
POPO2024 Day 4
Kamala Kamala Kamalathat is all.Joe did a good job;but, just like Berniein 2016, let’s blame the DNCfor a last minuteturnaway from the candidate most likelyto continue us in the right direction.Here we are again, guns to our heads.Pick Kamalaor democracy is dead.
POPO2024 Day 3
Oh that I had a secretary,an indexer for my blog.Tags can only take you so far.Bad are those 365+ postswritten pre-taggingof colorings with music;another 52+ weeksof movie reviews with2-5 movies in each.7+ years of disorder.Maybe future archiverswill sort it out…
dVerse — Q207 — Spun
Spun Sticky drops of spin spin centrifuge of deceit distilled to juju toxins; cut, powdered, pressed, pilled pushed through professional pads dealt on dark nets. Mirages, tasty pumped placebos, candyflossing brains with webs, while mad rulers fiddle us dizzy stuck shells, scrambled scribes of tell. OO OO OO OO OO Top image, “The Candyfloss Sky,”…
POPO2024 Day 2
Hurt RoadWhy is it that anytimesomething good endsit has to hurt?Is it a toll for hurt endingwhen something bad ends?Does hurt really work that way at all?It may be more like life’s road is rollingover hilly ground,where happy and hurttake turns?
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