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dVerse — OLN — Gone

Gone Gazing out, a stripped landscape gazes back. Houseplants, relieved, grateful to be in, still grieve. Garrulous jays, glass-muted, grouse at feeders fit for wrens. Ghosts of gatherings past haunt grey day; misted memories. https://youtu.be/Lzlc0-Mx0sk image:  "November First," by Andrew Wyeth Sanaa is today's host for Open Link Night Live.

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dVerse — Poetics 431 — Waiting

Waiting “Waiting is.” Heinlein once said. Well, anticipation suckswhen you're waiting for signs ofwords, followed by actions, towelcome us back to living. Warm, strong arms and maskless smileswander, carefree, in my dreams.   image:  "Awaiting His Return," by William Ladd Taylor (1854-1926) Laura Bloomsbury is today's host for dVerse' Poetics.  Laura says:1A. Write a poem… Continue reading dVerse — Poetics 431 — Waiting

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dVerse — Haibun Monday 94 — Summer Storm

https://youtu.be/460NixHdIP8 The afternoon was sunny but the sky was a different cast of yellow than usual. The shade of yellow that portends a storm, weak with an orange-y shade of green to it. All there was to do was wait. There in the distance, a deep rumbling, as a bear or a dinosaur might make… Continue reading dVerse — Haibun Monday 94 — Summer Storm

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dVerse — MTB 227 — Angels Near

Once peery twinkles, now opaque orbs. Ears batten, echoed messengers. Loved ones murmur denouement. Angels' whooshes take me home. Image:  "Angel Wings and Heaven," by Sherri's of Palm Springs. Frank J. Tassone is today's host of dVerse' Meet the Bar.  Frank says: Let us write our own Jisei. Write a haikai (haiku, senryu, tanka, kyoka,… Continue reading dVerse — MTB 227 — Angels Near

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dVerse — MTB 227 — Still

  Feathers flash -- then thump.Is the chickadee stunned; orsomething more final?In the morning, still she lies;Night hunters left her intact.   Frank J. Tassone is today's host of dVerse' Meet the Bar.  Frank says:Let us write our own Jisei. Write a haikai (haiku, senryu, tanka, kyoka, Gogyohka) or haikai-esque poem that reflects on imminent… Continue reading dVerse — MTB 227 — Still

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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… Continue reading dVerse — quadrille 116 — The Ten Thousand Things

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dVerse — OLN 280 — Immovable Dance and earthweal OLW

My choice of color is dictated by tact and decorum stretched by an unholy desire to be outrageous.--Wolf Kahn From seed to death through seasons growWith side to side through all they swayFrom searing heat to bitter coldFrom seed to death through seasons growIn naked shrink to rainbow showFrom greening up in sun-charged playFrom seed… Continue reading dVerse — OLN 280 — Immovable Dance and earthweal OLW

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dVerse — Poetics 429 — Maggie Jayne

Maggie Jayne Maggie Jayne is the littlest Schwandtin the Lakeview Schwandt pond. Maggie Jayne, girl, the boys won't dareto be pummeled by thirty fists.Loved by an army,she's the last twinkle in her daddy's eye. Will she be free-wheelin' on an ATVor baking apple pies in an apron?Wearing camo or curls?Curtsying or climbing trees? On November… Continue reading dVerse — Poetics 429 — Maggie Jayne

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dVerse — Prosery 18 — Tanked

  [T]here is nothing behind the wallexcept a space where the wind whistles...--from “Drawings By Children” by Lisel Mueller I'm floating in aquamarine dialed to an optimal degree. My breasts point to the sky. Bubbles tickle my back. I flap my arms like humpback flippers and hum low, sending a message to my lover. Please… Continue reading dVerse — Prosery 18 — Tanked

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dVerse — MTB 226 — ROYGBIV

Redwaves ofsorrow wash throughme, a nerve-searing tsunami of loss. Tart, sweet, your twinkling eyes with deep laugh linespull me in. Idream or-ange. Yel-low slidesunder leaves, inwait for industrious, distracted mice. After long months of masked fear, the time comesto put it down.New greensprouts. Bluechangesabout, tiptoesin my peripheral vision at first. Long wavy tresses caress her… Continue reading dVerse — MTB 226 — ROYGBIV