dVerse — Active Calming

Active Calming Alarm and anxiety’s fingers, like those of ravening zombies, reach through my consciousness, determined to steal light from day. I push to snap their menacing pathways closed to keep them away. Their faces press up against the transparent barrier as they pound without tiring.   De Jackson (aka WhimsyGizmo) is today’s host for…

dVerse — red velvet cake

The fork is raised, red velvet cake poised– a willing sacrifice to tastebuds’ salivary crave that will be content with nothing less.     Today’s offering is in the Joseph’s Star poetic form. Sarah is today’s host of dVerse.  Sarah says: Tonight, I want you to bring a little red into your poem.

What do you see? #23 and dVerse OLN — One

Open book God reads our story How it starts How it ends And everything in between One page at a time We’re alive! Interesting times Unfolding Together Holding spirit in our hearts One day at a time   Today’s form is a double shadorma (3/5/3/3/7/5 x 2) Sadje is the host of What do you…

dVerse — haibun — reflections on quatrain

“Terminal Wasteland?” tells about my relationship with a partner from 2006 – 2017. It began as two broken and lonely people desperately seeking warmth in what seemed at the time a very cold world. Each of us had heavy loads of baggage that we sort of just hurled into the corner and forgot about, so…

dVerse — two crystalline couplets

Spoiled cats miaou at elbows for pets; Spring peepers peep in closing distance. No graphics on the next one.   Peppermint-oil-diffused mist drifts and finds origins in Spring’s fresh breeze.     I decided to use the crystalline poetry form. Each couplet stands alone. Frank Hubeny is today’s host for dVerse.  Frank says: To participate,…

dVerse — barns, moons, and baseballs

It takes 3.6 million jasmine blossoms to make one pound of jasmine essential oil. There are 9,600 drops of it in every pound. Dividing the number of jasmine blossoms by 9600 comes to 375 jasmine blossoms per drop of oil. When I woke up this morning and looked outside, I saw my barn had burnt…

dVerse — Q — Talisman (about George Harrison)

Conjuring refrained wah-wahs Apple scruffs bridge two worlds Sad gnome sheds his beard A clean-slated tap-dancer Twirls through Friar Park Magic mantra circuits of Kaleidoscopic waves Neutralizes shadows even In darkness. No matter how Your head is turned, The love light will shine in. I wrote my quadrille on George Harrison and, “All Things Must…