dverse · poetry · politics

To Mr. James Baldwin, With Love

image link Anmol is hosting dVerse this evening.  The topic tonight is privilege.  Anmol says: You can approach the idea of privilege in different ways. You can either seek inspiration from these poets and their poems or reflect upon your own privileges and share them through a tapestry of images and metaphors along with a… Continue reading To Mr. James Baldwin, With Love

dverse · poetry

dVerse — Game Night Poetry

image link Sarah is the host at dVerse tonight. Sarah says: Tonight, I want you to choose 3 names from the list of computer game names below, and somehow or other wrangle them into a poem.  You don’t need to know anything about the game – just let the name inspire you. Here goes: Minecraft… Continue reading dVerse — Game Night Poetry

dverse · poetry · rubaiyat

dVerse — Rubaiyat — The Poet

The poet, standing crowned with laurel, leaning on a stone, by Jusepe de Ribera (called Lo Spagnoletto) The Poet is an experiment of sorts. I've written it in three different versions. The first version is where the reader speaks of the poet in third person. The second version is the reader addressing the poet directly.… Continue reading dVerse — Rubaiyat — The Poet

dverse · love · poetry · quadrille

dVerse — Quadrille — Goodbye Hello

image link De Jackson, aka Whimsygizmo, is our host of dVerse this day. De says: I want you to blow some kisses into your poems today... Whatever mood or form you choose, just be sure your poem gives that Q smackeroo: precisely 44 words, not including the title, and literally containing some form of the… Continue reading dVerse — Quadrille — Goodbye Hello

dverse · goddess · poetry

d’Verse — Invisible — Walking the Labyrinth

image link Merril is the host for dVerse poet's pub today. Merril says: Write a poem in any form that references invisible or invisibility. There are lots of ways to go with this, and I’m eager to see what the dVerse community comes up with. I’ve also just thought that an erasure poem might fit… Continue reading d’Verse — Invisible — Walking the Labyrinth

dverse · haibun · poetry

dVerse Haibun Monday #2 — 2/4/19 Winter Solitude

"Winter Solitude" by Patricia DeWit Kim is the host of this week's Haibun Monday at the dVerse poet's pub. Kim says: For this week’s Haibun Monday, write about solitude: it could be meditative solitude, solitude in nature, or just plain old sitting alone in your room solitude. That’s up to you. But you should write… Continue reading dVerse Haibun Monday #2 — 2/4/19 Winter Solitude

dverse · fauna · nature

dVerse — Haibun Monday — 2/4/19

Kim is the host of this week's Haibun Monday at the dVerse poet's pub. Kim says: For this week’s Haibun Monday, write about solitude: it could be meditative solitude, solitude in nature, or just plain old sitting alone in your room solitude. That’s up to you. But you should write no more than three tight… Continue reading dVerse — Haibun Monday — 2/4/19

dverse · mental health · poetry · relationships · rubaiyat

dVerse Rubaiyat: The Beauty of a Fork in the Road

John Sloane, "North Country Christmas" UPDATE ON 2/10/19:  I have been working on on the rubaiyat after receiving excellent feedback.  To all who have contributed feedback thank you very much, especially Nora.  I decided to change the title for one.  For another  I added another stanza, which meant some lines had to be switched around. … Continue reading dVerse Rubaiyat: The Beauty of a Fork in the Road

dverse · etheree · poetry · relationships

d’Verse Return

gif link Sarah is hosting d'Verse this evening. Sarah says: Tonight, I want you to write about a harbinger. My offering tonight to meet the prompt is in the form of a double etheree.   Each night you stay after work like I do and meander to my work area. You pretend to seek my… Continue reading d’Verse Return

dverse · fauna · nature · poetry · quadrille

d’Verse Quadrille to Winter’s Pheasant

  Mish is the host of tonight's d'Verse and gives the following prompt for tonight's quadrille: So I give you the word “steep” to infuse into your poem of 44 words.   Steep drifts shelter the pheasant outside my window. He stares in at the greenery and wonders at the mirage of summer. * I… Continue reading d’Verse Quadrille to Winter’s Pheasant