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…
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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…
dVerse — Prosery 20 — Hungry
Sometimes the great bones of my life feel so heavy,by Mary Oliver, from from Spring Azures from the book Wild Geese Sometimes the great bones of my life feel so heavy, especially on the nights I hear them, moaning and scratching at the windows. It’s the coldest January on record. I’ve unlocked the outbuilding,…
dVerse — MTB 230 — Outside my Door
Outside My Door The driveway’s wet sloping back ends at a green-fringed white-crystalled skirtthat traps tantalizing fragrance withinits folds. Trauma-stilled, crunchy stepsimprint on a swollen body that one daywill melt away to nothing but mud. image link Grace is today’s host for dVerse’ Poetics. Grace says:The Writing Challenge: Write a poem utilizing either Personification…
dVerse — Poetics 436 — This is not a cow skull
This is not a cow skull.It’s the fulfillment of a random outrageous request of a teenage son.It’s an item that caused a young clerk at Staples in a small town a challenge to prepare for shipping across the country.It’s an item that costed more to ship than to buy.It’s an item forementioned son wanted nothing…
