Requiem for an Aging Prima Donna “Encore!” they bleed Curtsied and ruffled, Once royal flesh, now Leotard callous kneed Greasy painted mirth, I bow my swanned head in kinned animate dread. Dwindled times chant Wrinkles and sags Wriggle and creep, Seep from concealed Lucid farrows, Creases that won’t be denied. Inside I weep. Curtains sweep,…
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Movies, Movies, Movies! #55 – October 20, 2020
Welcome to another installment of Movies, Movies, Movies! There’s an interesting cross-section this week. The Trial of the Chicago 7 (2020) NetflixStarring: Frank Langella, Michael Keaton, Joseph Gordon-Levitt, Sacha Baron Cohen, Alex Sharp, Jeremy Strong, John Carroll Lynch, Eddie Redmayne, Yahya Abdul-Mateen II, Mark Rylance, Ben Shenkman, J.C. MacKenzie, and many moreDirector: Aaron SorkinGenres: historical…
dVerse — quadrille #114– craven magnets
Brightshine fades to metallic gray.Cell memories leak, then shrinkto shadowed dank under rotting leaves. Winds howl with crystalled regret that haunts goosebumped skinfor its capricious heat-sucking sin. When Sol blasts fall’s curtains awayCells remember and celebrate,Dancing red-orange craven magnets. image: detail of “Sower with Setting Sun” by Vincent VanGogh, in Kröller-Müller Museum,…
2020 ALBUM DRAFT- ROUND 11-PICK 1- SOUNDTRACKS- MSJADELI SELECTS -GROSSE POINTE BLANK — slicethelife
2020 Album Draft- Round 11 Pick 1- Soundtracks- MSJADELI selects- Groose Pointe Blank. When Hans decided to add three more rounds and the first bonus round was a movie soundtrack, this and one other (The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou) sprang to mind. Grosse Pointe Blank is a film I’ve watched many times for many […]…
dVerse — OLN 276 — Dotty Wotty
Dotty, November 2019 Caged, a curiosity for languid lookingPurring to deaf ears, playing to blind eyes,After years, she curled in the corner. Injected, tested, excised under gas,Waking and groggy under bright lightsAfter years, she shrank from human touch. Transferred to free-range and soft lightsSwirling tails and biting sleepsAfter years, she curled in highest cubby She…
#FF — Pink Princess
PHOTO PROMPT © C.E.Ayr December, a week before Christmas, she walked down the steps of the plane, her face embraced by warm tropical breeze. She looked skyward, thanking heaven for leading her here. “Taxi!,” a voice called. Taxi in Costa Rica meant a man on a trike that had a bench for two on the…
dVerse — 3 little words — The Feeder
She feeds them in a quiet place Where willows droop; they know her face. Her pail with net, cracked corn, sharp spear; Unsensed the trap, fins swim sans fear. Death strung on lace. Her zinnias smile when she returns, Their hungry sway in copper urns, The roses arch with ruby grace In trellised dance; they…
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