parakeet in flight, photo by Arunachala Colors glide in green and blue, flashing red, orange, yellow hues indigos, violets elemental dance wings and fins navigate through. Whether feathers in cloud-mist breeze or wet fin wiggles in prism seas each adjusts, motility’s must, comporting themselves with ease; flocking, schooling, living rainbows. colorful fish at Monterey Aquarium,…
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dVerse — Prosery Monday — Night Mares
In the street of the sky night walks scattering poems — by e.e. cummings, from “IX- Impressions” “In the street of the sky night walks scattering poems. Dawn will write a new one soon,” she said that night as we walked, arm in arm, our necks craned, looking up, bare feet scuffling the uneven gravel…
‘Tis I, Marie (repost)
Dave, at A Sound Day, posted a Redbone Halloween song and talked about “The Witch Queen of New Orleans” a real person. That reminded me of a poem I wrote about her awhile back. OK, this one needs a WARNING. Adults only and not for the faint of heart. “Tis I, Marie, you come to…
dVerse — Quadrille Monday 163 — Happy Halloween
It’s Monday morning and Halloween. You’ve called in sick and we’ve slept in. Rolled in blankets, warm pink links, muffled crows call through the walls wordless candycorns heralding day. Kitchen-bound, terry-robed, I scare us up scrambled eggs; sourdough toast to go with fresh-made cuppajoe. top image link De Jackson (aka whimsygizmo) is today’s host for…
dVerse — Poetics — Shy Sanjna
Painting of Surya with his two consorts Sanjna and Chhaya Shy Sanjna, married to the sun, soft-skinned, hides in the night clouds’ mist. Her avatar, Chhaya, one who wears glass bangles on her wrists. Her silken locks do lure with scent of honey-myrrh, argan shampoo; down, dinghy-lounging, Nile she went. When flaming Surya, nose so…
dVerse — Haibun Monday — soup can
Andy Warhol uses a tomato soup can to show how fame can be condensed into fifteen minutes but create memories that take on a lifetime for a star; yet they are mostly a throwaway for the rest of the sky. To me Campbell’s soup cans’ innards served as dinner sauce bases for tired grandparents and…
dVerse — MTB — Mid-Season Splendor
Juiceless lemons see-saw the sky Autumn fruits reigning down Bright flattened squash Light figgy bosh Autumn fruits reigning down Yet green grows grass, persistent clown Dichotomy that’s posh As trees grow bare Lawn takes the share Dichotomy that’s posh Seasons tease many-hued montage Summer, fall, here and there Coin toss descry Moment’s reply Summer, fall…
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