image by Daniel Sleep Will Have to Wait Oh, how I longto curl up,warm-cocooned,for crescent’s dreamlight’s long night. Alas, winter dreamsto hibernate must wait.Faithful frigid friendextends their visit. Awake, I step into wool socks,shove into gloves,layer paint to show snowdrifts some churning love. Mish is today’s host of dVerse’ Quadrille Monday. Mish wants us to…
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dVerse MTB/Forms Thursday — Michigan December Tableau
taken the day before we got 8 more inches Michigan December Tableaucoat, boots, hat, scarf, gloveslong strides punch tall driftsgarage lock’s unfrozenblessing before taskbacktrack holes to houserehang keys on hookshiny red beast primed,plugged in, roars to lifechurns into bright lightchute spews white rivercoating cottonwooduntil time to turnround we go, circuitsheated grip warmersease arthritic joints.county plow…
dVerse Poetics Tuesday — unwinding
image link unwindinglandscapes that one hopes are never bindingquicksand, bogs, crevasses please avoidweaves unseam as wisdom is unwindingseasons gather hems forever findingfabrics stitched with bits of overjoyverdant hopes may stay but are not bindingunstick bias, resolute non-mindingcomfort basks in quiet of the voidweaves unseam as wisdom is unwindingserendipity an unsought findingbobbin on high seas of…
dVerse Prosery Monday — Granites and Schists
The granites and schistsOf my dark and stubborn country.— by Nan Shepherd, from, “The Hill Burns”from In the Cairngorms* Granites and Schists She lay curled and still, a small figure lost in loose, white cotton folds in the graffiti-enshrined bus stop cubicle. A puffy-jacketed arc of bystanders with pointed phones surrounds her. Sirens approach. Crowds…
dVerse Poetics Tuesday (2nd) Alicanta
Alicanto full, she gleams pretty beacon in Atacama promise of richesfevered followers get lostsea of bones moan at midnight I’m the host of dVerse’ Poetics Tuesday writing about a legendary bird found in the deserts of Chile. This image has made me a fevered follower!
dVerse Q237 — ZFG
image link ZFGShe used to say it when corrected,criticized,warned,reminded,advised,otherwise suggested;as a child,a teen,adult;as a mother,employee,partner;from a friend,sometimes an enemy,a cop,a government:“I give zero fucks.”And she did as she pleased. Melissa Lemay is today’s host of dVerse’ Quadrille Monday. Melissa wants us to write a 44-word poem using the word zero. This poem is written with…
dVerse Poetics Tuesday — Numbers
screen capture image link Numberseye.A-counting we will go afield,on moss-bordered pathsskirting river snakes.When we let our eyes slowwe may note a plop; yet nature’s un-count abilitydraws us, I think.eye eye.Mysterious beings, theyspeak solitonic language that becomes apparentwhen we work with them.They aren’t just squigglylines that we manipulateto make sense of a thing.Soliton defined eye eye…
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