dVerse — Poetics — The Wells that Never Empty

The Muses who inspire do not abandon me;round the clock they tick, sparked heartbeatsthat draw the world ever closer in varied splendor:morning’s cooled dew in Summer,pink snow of sunrise in Winter,the earth-toned blanket of Fall,and the creeping green of Spring. At dusk’s change of shift, I listen for the wingsof Mother Night as she travels…

dVerse — quadrille 116 — The Ten Thousand Things

Each atom, mote of possibility;synthesized, chargedpuzzle pieceswithin metaphysical context; aspects ofa time-space-dimensional continuum, simultaneously borning and graving, in perpetuity. I’m a daisy,a tree,a cloudburst,an ocean. I’m a song, a laugh,a scream, an idea. I’m sentient dust.   image link here Learn more about the 10,000 things here. De Jackson is today’s host of dVerse’ quadrille…

dVerse — taijitu turns

  maker memory law: hold the circle firmly and tattoo with two fish profiles chasing each other, a revolution of infinity. As the moon chases the sun across the sky, each resting in equal measure, light and shadow a matched pair, dancing from the darkness comes a seed to the light creation bursts forth in…

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #136 — The Circus of Right

Reena, I have taken your poem apart and did a statement and response with it. Would I care to be right? If life was not finite Life is infinite. So is death. It’s an eternally revolving door. If I’d the luxury of eternity to let it be naturally proved that I’ve always been right… When…