ArrivalEach arrival you push yournull rival away, timing right;call far, bring birdsong;hew dull brown to green;awake asleep; dandelionsnavigate lion winds; puffstessellate landscape tomatch cloud-patched sky.Energized, we frolic, ournetherworld forgotten; youtreasure, Sacred You, Spring! De Jackson (aka WhimsyGizmo) is today’s host of dVerse’ Quadrille Monday. De would like us to write a 44-word poem using the…
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dVerse — MTB — Open, Season
Open, Season Bulbous, about-sprouting from ginger experiment planted,fascinates, as likensto libidinous rising.Open manifest of urge to life stirs. Brethren, called to Spring’s calllikewise burst in round and pointed ways.My gaze fixedon their green sex. Who saysit’s confined towarm bloodpumping up and up? Tiny eggsand spermput to dirtbed sleep.Warm wetdreamsawake,open.Come,life! Muskegon (my home town) boy, Iggy…
dVerse OLN 381 and 3/18 Poetics Tuesday: Ode to My Granddaughter
Ode To My Granddaughter(fashioned upon Keat’s, “Ode to a Nightingale”)My bones ache and weariness pervades;My qi wanes as it disperses to four winds,Sucked away, gone into vastness of space.It’s time for time’s reckoning; its vortex spins.But you, Dear Granddaughter, dancingThere, singing melodious beats among trees.You, fresh sprung youth, no concept of worry,We watch you, so…
dVerse Q220 Seed (with update)
SeedKindly gardener frees asfreeze subsides. Warm,unfurled, gives thanks.Once shallow engraved,its green now etches topsoil, a sign life continues after fall. Dry, miniscule,forgotten in an icy sleep,its purpose suspended,put in a packet, shelved,until sold as commodity. 032425: snow still left at 4:22pm The photo is of a stevia seed that sprouted overnight. Last year we walked…
dVerse Prosery Monday — Awake
There’s a lullaby for suffering — Leonard Cohen, from “You want it darker.” She’s running, her lungs sucking air. She’s lost on a mountainous path. She’s being pursued; by whom or what she is unsure. Focused on behind, she trips on a tree root and hurls forward, airborne, and lands on sharp granite. She feels…
dVerse MTB/Form — Trifecta of Inexcusability Part One: Unshakable Shadow (with new added link at very bottom from Turtle Talk)
A Flying Head, as depicted in Iroquois mythology. Mohawk Nation. Trifecta of Inexcusability Part One: Unshakable ShadowWhen power uses darkness to erasea people due to practices or placea karmic black hole magnet does ensuethat timeless reckoning will follow you.All atoms spin, recycled, so they sayYou won’t escape it on your dying day.A stain is cast…
dVerse Poetics Tuesday — First Window
First WindowOverbreathed, stale, closed systemwhere months feel like life sentence;where clouds press on in suffocation,denying screen’s supply of fresh new;too afraid of price to skin and purse, too blind to cost of lungs and spirit.Called by muffled crows & kite-straddling March lion glass, I reachfor latch and fling it aside, proudfor this one small act…
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