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…
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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…
dVerse Poetics — I Prefer Chiclets (updated with linked article)
Dennis Waterman Too many cups of coffee too many cigarettes have stained his pearls to yellow chiclets. Call me fickle, but I prefer their gleam to the harshness of fluorescent rows of selfie sickness’ glows. Sarah is today’s host of dVerse’ Poetics. Sarah wants us to write about yellow. For those unfamiliar with Chiclets, go…
dVerse Poetics — The Sacrifice
Deer and Cherry Tree by Kano Tan’yû, 1667 Bowls of seasons have arced heaven since this recollection came to pass. ‘Twas before the boys hit teens, and I, a divorced young mother, yearned for resonance in a world beyond cave. Bravely traversing cyberia, an enclave, one some might call a bamboo grove, happened along the…
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