image link In rhythm with vinyl platter spinning33 1/3 revolutions per minute, tappingfeet to Fab4’s beat — until we, the cats and I, jump to rat-a-tat. Neighbor’s AK practice, aimed not at imagined upper crud, but brothers —are things going to be alright? The title and last line are part of the lyrics from The…
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dVerse — Prosery — Playing to Win
image link The seed of a poem lay dormant in my heart. by Valsa George, from “Winged Words“ Trauma rattles like bingo balls in a metal cage, trapped, praying for caller’s graced hand to reach in and release them in correct alignment. It’s almost six. Players shuffle in. Most sit horseshoed with their charms and…
dVerse — MTB/Form — Limbo
“Eternal Dance,” by geckobird I’ll admit to you, but to deny to all others my immortal pledge, my plum juicy love the sugar for my tea, crumpet joy of union as incarnations spin, seems dizzy curse through beings, puzzling karmic inequity as we swirl, flawed, an unsolvable jigsaw; at every chance meeting, while aeons flux…
dVerse — Poetics — Hara-tsuzumi (Belly Hand Drum) (was quadrille 106)
It had been reported that Tanuki fell from the sky using his scrotum as a parachute. —Tom Robbins, Villa Incognito Shaded sepia Bipedal bandit Bushy chase Big bouncing balls Pendulous paunch Youkai icon Kin to kitsune Debaucherous ninja Shapeshifter Picaresque player For human games Saucy cane rapper Visiting trickster Deals the cards Laid back fun…
dVerse Poetics — and then there was…
primary school student’s art based on Eric Carle collage Her muse fingers slip across glossy magazine pages searching: beyond articulate vibes shake puzzle pieces to populate her collage. She wonders if this is how gods do it. Head of bull, tail of tiger, feet of chicken, woolly barrel chest of buffalo. Clouds grey and winds…
dVerse Poetics and Tanka Tuesday 311 — Variegated
‘OSTARA – Spring Equinox’ is a painting by Annie Louvaine Celebrating the Spring Equinox festival on the Pagan wheel of the Year. Represented by the Goddess Ostara her story goes that she found a frozen bird, she brought it back to life by transforming the dead bird into a Hare. each year the Hare lays…
dVerse Prosery — Immersed
cdnb.artstation.com In space in time I sit thousands of feet above the sea From May Sarton, “Meditation in Sunlight” We live under the waves. Flood and fire made us choose. Would we focus our last gasps to breaking free of the sky; or would we submerge and return to our mammalian predecessors’ domain? A few…
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