I speak to maps. And sometimes they something back to me. This is not as strange as it sounds, nor is it an unheard of thing. Before maps, the world was limitless. It was maps that gave it shape and made it seem like territory, like something that could be possessed, not just laid waste…
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dVerse — MTB — Cadralor Form
Crumpled, wet tissue in the motel room corner Orange shag carpet, particle board paneling Salt slush dries white on orange polyester Greyscale drear of earth, sky, clouds, trees At stainless steel polka-dots, figures sit hunched; mangy dogs waiting for the bell Military-grade metal clicks and clangs, Stale sweat, fragile smiles, hollow eyes Leaning on the…
dVerse — Haibun Monday — Stone
Mottled oval submerged near lake shorewinks at me through twinkling ripples.I take my shoes and socks off. Ooh!Ice water curls my toes; wets my cuffs. She humsas she warmsin my palm. Stone drowses on the windowsill with the cats. image link of Petoskey Stone at Lake Michigan here De (aka whimsygizmo) is today’s host for…
September photos and haiku series, dVerse — OLN
chamomile drowsessleepy in September’s sunwinter’s bedtime tea paper monumentto wasp ingenuitysoon vacant castle purple crepe awaitsseeking guidance from heavenSol’s opening nod us pine trees critterswith fuzzy green needled furwe wiggle in wind September late sproutsmake haste to shine like their kinbright tiny starlets bowed like old womenfading congregation prayswarm afternoon sun strawberry plants bloomheedless of…
dVerse — Poetics — “I Had the Craziest Dream”
Shoulda never atechocolate-dipped ghost peppersbefore bed last night. Snuggled, curled, drifting…I had the craziest dream!Me, a mop-topped bug. My mates and I, dressedin slick black suits, up on stagesinging our hearts out. Birds flocked, flapped, screamed.Unreal, we finished and bowedat the waist, smiling. Morning now, awakeI can’t wait to tell my matesNew way to get…
dVerse — Haibun Monday — Ten Thousand Blind Mice
Here we are at our second September existing in the time of Covid. The frenzy of the summer months’ – even as they were isolated and restricted — activities are slowing down, and the thoughts and feelings that have been pushed away start crawling back like contrite destroyers. Doubts, fears, anxieties niggle as they worm…
dVerse — Zejel Form — Kousa Christmas
Kousa Christmas in SeptemberMatte red gummies look like embersLess known Asian cherry member Dogwood dangles first green nuggetsPseudo acorn uncapped clustersPromised nuts for squirrel gulletsThen it goes on fruitian bender Squeeze them like a squishy marbleSuck their guts and taste the marvelof this precious juicy parcel But spit out pits at their center Notes:♦While…
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