Ori ga me.Fold me as you will;crease my edges,point my corners. Pretty pony?Salt box fortune teller?Dragon? Saint? How shall you bendand turn me? Yet I’m paper,designed for recycleonce binned; or ashif a match set to. top image link for “Blade Runner Unicorn” De Jackson (aka WhimsyGizmo) is today’s host of dVerse’ Quadrille Monday. De says:write…
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dVerse — Prosery — The Answer (warning: disturbing content)
You cannot pluck moonlight to bring in your pocket!Helen Hoyt – October Letter “C’mon, be adventurous for a change,” said Tommy, his voice an edged plaintive whine. Again, I was inadequate in Tommy’s estimation. Like when Tommy handed me a pink pill and said it would be a thrill. Or when he begged…
Writober Days 7 & 8 and dVerse OLN 348 — Monster Bones
What is that rattle in the yard when moon hides in the clouds, when wind tonight in autumn moans, where howls of wolf pack echoes? A clattered sound of monster bones. Thought he’d wandered far away Last Halloween’s silent midnight I swore I heard his groan across lake, his tears splashing like rain; my guilt…
dVerse — MTB — Five Reminders
1. Go back to the grain yellow hills where the broken speak of elegance2. Walk up to the canvas door, the short bed stretched against the clouds3. Beneath the earth, an ant writes with the grace of a governor4. Blow, blow Red Tail Hawk, your hidden sleeve—your desert secrets5. You are there, almost, without a…
dVerse — Q185 — dream #17
Brushing cobwebs from inkstone as Chang’e urges, dark pools brimming, I transcribe. Dearest Hou Yi, With only dust for company I beg return me your apple cheeks and fearless aim. Please forgive me, Yours only. Sealed with blood and wax, dragon wings toward Tian. top image (woodcut print) “Chang’e Flees to the Moon,” by Tsukioka…
dVerse — Haibun Monday — fall equinox (haibun)
I take my daily stroll around the yard and notice the shift in color as summer theater packs up its costumes. Browns lift from the soil to the tips of flower stalks as prickly seeds that I gather into slowly filling ramekins. Bright-costumed sulphur cosmos depart, to creep their color along undergrowth and up into…
dVerse – Q184 — Smash
life comes with an expiration date.really, what are you waiting for?face it, careful doesn’t cut itwhen days are ticking out.smash your lips into itget them wet, sticky,salty, sweet, warmguzzle the tangbreathe everylast drop of it! top image link De Jackson (aka whimsygizmo) is today’s host of dVerse’ Quadrille Monday. De says:write a 44-work poem using…
Tao Talk 