dVerse — MTB — A moss-covered path

Padding spongy moss, I inhale humus air to where our love playedA tunePine canopy dapples flicker as old movies play. Warbler’s songLifts me.Wait, am I dreaming or is that your laughter I hear? My breath isTethered,I see you and she, lazily languishing, your eyes twinkling into hers.Clingingillusions de-clutter; I wish you well as I turn…

dVerse–Poetics — Sentences of Night

I am thy fool in the morning, thou art my slave in the night. – from The Paradox, by Paul Dunbar Bladder nudges release, now intermission, cuing curtain’s whoosh, open into bright. Duty calls, urgent, while captive on reprieve holds tight to the sentences of night. Soon blurry-eyed scrabble on the bedside pad, bits weave…

dVerse — Quadrille 122 — Avocadette

  Avocadette, photo taken 022221 Once she was an almost cast-off pit to be tossed into the compost heap.Redeemed on a whim, toothpicked and watered, she sprouted thanks.Inspiring beyond all weathered strife, spider mites, and indoor gloom, she goes on, greening and growing,reaching out for Spring. I have a lot of indoor plants. Most of…

dVerse — Poetics — Winter Rainbow

Winter Rainbow What do you call the color of sunlight on snow?A whiter white with flecks of sparkling prisms?Bright silver with contrasting greys of depth?Where corkscrewed plow has churned, itlooks like chopped gunmetal-colored cement. Fast-moving rust jerks, robotic in her searchfor milquetoast bits of kernels in mostly emptysunflower shells. Reds hit and run above herin…

dVerse — Prosery 21 — Sailor’s Song

I went out to the hazel wood / Because a fire was in my head.–from The Song of Wandering Aengus, by William Butler Yeats Leather felt strange on my feet again after six months, mirroring the feeling of stepping on dry land again. Circling gulls seemed to laugh at me as I navigated through the…

dVerse — MTB — Blueberry Muffins on a Winter Afternoon

A bright blanket of snow shrouds the ground today asan anemic yellow sun deepens shadows near snowbanks.Cradled muffins with blueberries picked in summer bake, their seraphic commit drifting from room to room.Mlady and Dotty are situated in their usual spotsnear the slider door, surveilling cardinals and fox squirrels.I pour a cup of fresh coffee and…

dVerse — Poetics 439 — Grace with Soul

  Light micrographs of Cladosporium sphaerospermum NRRL 8131   Black tunes will save the world.You heard right. Melanin singsgospel waves attuned to death,and twists them to sweet life.Can I get an amen? Amen!   Cladosporium sphaerospermum is a fungi that employs radiosynthesis. It eats radiation, where in the process the melanin in its body converts…