I don’t know why I was surprised every time love started or ended. My first – age eighteen and doe-eyed for Billy who lived one farm over. We planned marriage after graduation, but in the fall of our senior year, Fay took him from me. Next – Mr. Murrow, boss at the department store when…
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dVerse — list poem — pumped
Acceleration heart thumps Beauty Curves Dynamic lean muscles flex Exhaust Fast fit endurance Grip Handlebars a solid hold Injection Joy mufflers rumble Kick-start again, Mick! Leathers slapping, Sheryl Maintenance everlubes Noise duets Open road Performance wherever, whenever Quick Rally electrolytes, shower Sleek Throttle pumped, Steven Unsafe Richard Victory bareback Wind resistance X-rays fight the power…
dVerse — taboos — three accusations
“The Circus” by Albina Felski As the oldest daughter of a mixed family of full-, half-, and step- siblings totaling 7, myself included, I often was left responsible for care taking all of them while mother and stepfather drank at the bar until it closed. The first accusation came when they took me aside and…
dVerse — quadrille 99 — sunny and sixty-five
Cushioned kitties rhythmic breathe; whiskers stir, testing air; cat-mouse dreams. Robins bicker over worms pulled by the spring equinox moon. Red maple, yellow willow, brown birch buds swell then crack – unfurling flags. Fox squirrels racetrack trees; fevered play; bird feeders hold no luster. De Jackson (aka Whimsygizmo) is today’s dVerse host. De says: stir…
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #125 and dVerse OLN — back to the root
Entrenched in self in harmful ways; Consumed by lust, by fear, by doubt, Please quench dark flames; in kindness shout! Back to the root of things, I say. Remember that heirs’ ripples pay The price, do not your cruelty flout. Set down the gender roles you ought. Seek out the root of things, I…
dVerse — apple — With a little help from my friends*
Like any tree, apples make themselves welcome in a community; they prefer wind, rain, temperateness, hills, and a fair bit of sunshine. Pollinators adore the wispy allure of the fragrant blossoms, who call them in for a sweet powder-nectared blend of nature’s tang; mutual orgasm achieved. Bees, butterflies, and birds stagger through the air, intoxicated,…
dVerse — haibun — War Child
Some say that Mars was the son of Jupiter and Juno, but when Jupiter decided to “usurp the mother function” by giving birth to Minerva directly from his forehead, Juno needed a balancing response. She consulted the Goddess Flora; Flora obtained a magic flower by plucking it ritually, then impregnated Juno by touching her belly….
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