Dust-storms of yesterday, coughing daisies praying for wet faces and feet, for clouds’ pregnant outpouring of “loves me, loves me!” –and parched roses get stingy with scent. Then, Heaven inhales and rumbles dark silver-veined reply. When dogwood branches are heavy with blossoms and rain, and the goldfinch listen under their umbrellas, soft sigh in midsummer…
Category: dverse
dVerse — Poetics — Ernest Hemingway quote provides inspiration — Groundhog Day
It is very hard to write this way, beginning things backward… –The Torrents of Spring (1926) Standing at the edge of the water, alone, at sunset, remembering the innumerable times you begged me with a happy, hopeful smile to come to watch them with you and I declined. And all the rest too. There is…
dVerse — Haibun Monday — Solstice 2021
Earlier in the day, I spent hours at the dentist, having the old, steel-fortified, half-broken crown of tooth five sawed off, having a digital imaging done for a new one, waiting for a reductive printer to create a new one that was then coated and “cooked,” then having it snugly fitted onto the old bone…
dVerse — MTB — Trimeric form
Tall grass gone to seed dances with breeze,its final sways, a lively tawn in cloudless sky.A small engine revs, announcing last call,while bluebirds and dragonflies wait. Its final sways, a lively tawn in cloudless sky;still surprised at the length of its reprieve, iscontent with there being no standing tomorrow. A small engine revs, announcing last…
dVerse — Poetics — Parked
The old bus had taken her places; now here it sits, akilter, its tired warnings burnt out long ago. photo from Glenn A. Buttkus’ facebook site, “South Sound Minimalist Photos” Today’s offering is in gogyohka form. Many thanks to Glenn for his graciousness in offering us a chance to write to his wonderful minimalist photographs….
dVerse — Quadrille 130 — Smudged
It was this time of year, when evenings warm and tadpoles crawl ashore, when your green eyes,unholy lit, tethered me. Searing me everywhereyour touch lingered, grinning,your gaze never left mine. You wanted everything then, as you smudged me in your filth. image: “Skin on Skin Love and Burning Passion,” by CORinAZONe Mish is today’s…
Larix decidua ‘Pendula’ / Weeping European larch and dVerse OLN
Rising from the soil as Kun rises from water a green furred dragon. Brown scales gleam when she rests, as heaven’s grace flows to and fro. Lillian is today’s host of dVerse’ Open Link Night. One of my old co-workers in the juvenile probation officer job ended up leaving and putting his teaching degree to…
Tao Talk 