Bused tourists travel through with cameras, bound to snap shots of old war memorials along the Marne, on our plateau of tears. Some may notice a mound near the banks where polaroid splashes of wildflowers grow. A place where those who live in these parts know resides the remains of trophæum. Reeking, foreign uniforms happened…
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dVerse — Haibun 96 — Eagle-Eyes
Not in the present tense and not experienced by me, but still relevant to the prompt, it is about an event that happened with Bob, my ex-boyfriend, and Chauncey, our Boston Terrier, on our sailboat a few years ago. Bob had buoyed offshore in the inland lake we live near. He noticed a bald…
dVerse — MTB 231 — Gone
You fling it open for the first time / but I’m gone– by Mohja Kahf, from “Wall” We toy with each other like seasons:I, blazing, thirsty summer; you, warm brown autumn,until our worlds spin;and you, deep-frozen wintertaunt me, life-craving spring.Consorting with Sol, you trickle down mountain graniteseeking me in the deep pool where…
dVerse — MTB 231 — White tiger
Three white tigers and a bear followed me in after my sworn protector left for reasons unknown. One tiger stood before me in sleek striped majesty. Two with contrasting modes: my terror; her hunger. Her instinct to kill vs. my instinct to survive. Using tiger talk to distract all until able to steel my nerve…
dVerse — Poetics 438 — Grave
Airless and unloved, in the dank basement of the mind by Luisa A. Igloria, from “A Reparation” Flutterings, the authors of which I cannot say; a scent of green or black decay undetermined. Rough tendrils creep from sole to grubby ankle Will I feel a pinch or be heaved from this grave? Today’s offering is…
dVerse — Quadrille 120 — My way
My way is sky, silk blue canvas to white fluff and dark currents;sprays of rose herald day, or grey. My way is earth, organic amalgam,coming and going, vehicle for growing. My waymates are this and that, pungent and sweet; I breathe deep. image: “Where Earth Meets Sky,” by Gina Grundemann I am today’s host for…
dVerse — Poetics 437 and OLN — Plugged in and Charged
The average human, at rest, produces around 100 watts of power. Over periods of a few minutes, humans can comfortably sustain 300-400 watts; and in the case of very short bursts of energy, such as sprinting, some humans can output over 2,000 watts. —Stanford University At rest, we can power a hundred-watt light bulb. With…
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