Northern Winter Drama We are gauze wrapped,warped scratchy cocoons,suffered abrading wounds,suspended trapped torsos. We twist, resigned captives,winter’s frostbitten hairshirts, prey of waking hibernation,doomed chattels until melt. In full swing of Spring:All this happened, more or less. Punam is today’s host of dVerse’ Poetics Tuesday. Punam says:The following are some opening lines. Please choose…
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dVerse Q242 — My Middle Name
“Wild Head” My Middle Name Jones is my wildling……….middle name.Born ravenous……………..under howling moonChronic condition…………..that won’t be tamedDrive for satisfaction, source of bleeding shameHungry for nouns, verbs, superlative adjectives,where moderation…………..is a dirty word.I’m outside of a world………that demands control. I am today’s host for dVerse’ Quadrille…
dVerse Poetics Tuesday — Heaven’s Pipe
Heaven’s PipeCelestial proof, faith’s gift preservedThrough cloth loomed from best of lifeQuiet watching, joy from joy observedGrok of love with warmth we’re curledStrands of care protect each in strifeCelestial proof, faith’s gift preservedPatience tested, yet huffs demurred,Forget-full tender kisses in moonlightQuiet watching, joy from joy observedFathomlessly from grace, unearned,Weary travelers hear heaven’s pipeCelestial proof, faith’s…
dVerse Prosery Monday — Return
“A Crowned Merman” by Arthur Rackham (1867-1939) Lips forget what they have kissed.–Toni Morrison, from, “Eve Remembering“ Return For a month, each night Mara dreams of him there, her Robert, whom she believed was invincible, swaying in yellow-green sea amongst sargasso, eyes wide. Each morning, she lights incense and kneels at the shrine she built…
dVerse OLN 401 — Lost Again
A Public Garden with People Walking in the RainVincent van Gogh Lost AgainA snapshot may form an opinion.For example, you may think fool,you’re getting wet out there evenin friendly oblivious conversation.Heads and tails are important.We are marveling after long wait,able to be in the gardens againafter white slates melt to puddlesfalling from sky. Friend, oh…
dVerse Q241 — Heaven’s Rose
Heaven’s Rose Flowers, open, spread your joy. Love seeds plant, germinate, our prayer needs merged with faith. Sprouted field emerge neath warmth, resilient we reach yet soft, healing yield blooms, be listeners, organic oeuvre music. Sweet melody rise as an aerial fragrance, perfume reaching heaven’s nose. De, aka whimsygizmo, is today’s host for dVerse’ Quadrille…
dVerse MTB/Form — For Virginia
Virginia Giuffre For Virginiafather’s rape taught her rulessheltered acts via patriarchy;she, an object to be (ab)usedmouth used for unspeakableuntil, broken, obliteration’s silence child at play depends on caresafety, warmth, needs are metgross flipping of foundation’s scripttrauma-twisted her development father’s rape taught her rulesswapped with neighbor’s daughterwhile mothers drank to blindnesstwo men allies got their pervy…
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