i Pit stop trailside, I Walk through the tall grass, then squat – Soft brown eyes meet mine. Tan fur, curled and spotted, rests. My bizness done, we part ways. ii Mother looks both ways, crosses country road at dusk – fawns dawdle after. She shows the way through the fence And where to…
Category: dverse
dVerse — sonnet — Corona Spring
Corona Spring It’s Spring! They sing and dance amongst the green; Their eyes, they bounce; their noses suck the air; Bright hues their senses eat — beyond compare! Bullfrogs and birds and bumblebees convene. None will dispute this year’s the best heard keens Of chattered chips and hoots and croaks with dare; Amalgamate of sound…
dVerse — Sustained Solitude in Covid-19
Sustained Solitude in Covid-19 It’s an old body with a new jacket That was chosen without consent. It’s a cool absence of warm auras, Missing three-dimensional smiles. Non-human flora & fauna besties Constant life-affirming presences. Periodic staving off of surrealism And fear that this may be the end. Bjorn is today’s host of dVerse. …
dVerse — quadrille — Guess what I am
Guess what I am Silly: makes toddlers laugh bats its eyelashes at somberness climbs into Terry Gilliam’s open skull sits on the window ledge and swings its legs scrunches your face when I tickle you dances in sunlight with bullfrogs plays badminton blindfolded creates Fierce Creatures whistles out-of-tune clip from “Fierce Creatures” …
dVerse — Lake Michigan between Ludington and Manistee, MI, USA
These photos were taken on one day in July 2013 at Lake Michigan. Bob and I had driven his motor home north, heading towards Ludington. I was the map captain, and I noticed a small park not too far north, between Ludington and Manistee. We followed the map and discovered a perfect little park. Set…
dVerse — haibun –Basho
Friends and celebrated poets Li Po (Li Bai) and Tu Fu (Du Fu) lived in the seven-hundreds. They sipped wine together and toasted the moon in bamboo groves. Almost a thousand years later, Basho became a poet of his time. Basho published under different names, including one that meant “green peach” as a sign of…
dVerse — Book Poem #1
Adjustment Day arrives for the assembled Tarantula – A Million Little Pieces with Burnt Tongues making Tracks. Traveling Light, In the Skin of a Lion, Backward Down the Path, Fugitives and Refugees — Keep Going… Bjorn Rudberg is today’s host of dVerse. Bjorn says: Go through your collection on books, and note the titles….
Tao-Talk 