The Water Way Endless traveler wanders, Earth’s lowly heir Filling each space with no-mind, wholly Myriad influence moves it on its way Dwelling here and there, heaven scent Choosing first, mountain weight to bear Gravity speaks to places water knows. Blue so deep, at first its surface is all you know Until you realize its…
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dVerse — Art as inspiration — Triller
art by Beverly Dyer first I heard his sweet song stunned by his size from daybreak to nightfall he trills his heart he’s a brown-feathered smidge, but call him king invade his turf bear his wrath bluebirds flee Mish is the host of today’s dVerse. Mish introduced is to the very talented artist, Beverly Dyer. …
dVerse — Haibun — American Worker
image link American Worker The labor market for the unskilled and for those who don’t have a piece of paper to open doors to full-time living wages is something I’m still getting used to observing. OK, let me take a step back and say, even if you are a skilled worker with a piece of…
dVerse — On all things feline — Mlady & I
Born cold and mewling behind a garbage can orphaned at five weeks — streets do what they do. Nourished with milk of human kindness on her first birthday caged but not frozen Gifted to the cat savers hissing and clawing a practiced grumpet a high-ledged watcher Cleaners feeders come and go Still she watches Until…
dVerse — tranquility — one day one life amongst the others
one day one life amongst the others sheltered indoors plants absorb and dream wind chasers whishing outdoors greens bunnies browse tender clover green and pink bees hum away other blooms to drink jays and chipmunks inchoate punctuate tranquillity’s prose heads’ billowy roofs feets’ crunchy paths we meander between heaven and earth Lillian is the…
Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, 8/21/19, love ultimate and dVerse OLN
Ultimate Love (Dutch website; photo © unknown) For My Sons I’d give my life for you without a thought; live on — sometimes think of me. You Make Me Sparkle Experiencing your laugh lights every fiber of me, like fireworks. A Prayer Knowing your grace keeps me human. Feeling loved, I beam it back to…
dVerse — Prosery #3 — Juvie
Lying supine in the back of the ambulance, Marga smiled as she approached her region’s Rejuvenation Center. Juvie, as it was affectionately called, had been the final destination for most for almost 100 years now. Rolled out on the gurney with her entourage of IV tubes and bottles, Marga caught a glimpse of sky for…
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