Reena’s Exploration Challenge #89 — Haiku Trio; dVerse Open Link Night

image link Floribunda Hotel Dirt pile shrinks, beds grow Red, orange, yellow, and green – Seasonal tenants.   image link Dahlia Red velvet spokes Circle their churned butter hub — Summer’s color wheel.   image link Summer Miner Rat-a-tat-tat-tat Hollow head drives long beak deep — Green wiggling nuggets.   Reena is the host of…

dVerse — Haibun — Grounding

image link (not the actual cemetery) Frank J. Tassone is the host of dVerse for Haibun Monday. Frank says: What is worth remembering? Why are some events so important that we need to memorialize them, while others we can let slip away? How do we truly honor whom, or what, we want to remember? Using…

dVerse — Ghazal — Reason to Believe

Routine Heartbreak by Ina Mar (2009)     Reason to Believe When I look into your eyes and see love’s gentle grace, I don’t want to believe your eyes deceive; they do, and I don’t. As your snug embrace holds me, feeling safe and enraptured, I want to believe it’s love, not just convenience, but…

dVerse — Ekphrastic poems – Mary Frances — Ikaria

Mary Frances Ikaria From afar, a green memory on grey cloth, Migratory urbanites rush to its verdant cocoon Each season, flying on fumes. Rich capillaries run and play within And around its circumference, Where water babies are nourished. Armanis shed, skivvies donned, Metamorphosing each summer, From plated salmon to dragon tadpoles August’s wane brings regret…

dVerse — Rich — Worm King

image link Kim is the host of dVerse today. Kim says: This week I’d like you to take any meaning, form or compound of the word rich, and write a poem of exactly 44 words (not counting your title), including the prompt word. Worm King Tender, smooth skin, Peristaltic, mining Wilted lettuce, apple peels; Constricting scraps While…

dVerse — Saturn’s Dragon, Earth Dog

I, Yellow Dragon, forged from Saturn, brought to Earth as an egg, retain my spirit in the heart of a dog. Content to find myself between seasons, directions, elements, and male-female aspects, I’m in the center, and part of all. I jump upon strangers with anxiety but also lick the face of a child crying…