dVerse — MTB — All Belong

All Belong Grandbaby’s too young! Pre-school is too long! Care-free days too short! Let her be awhile, running in the fields. Let her be a child (with) [not student with rules] unencumbered smiles! Sleepless grandma frets. Soundless voice with soothe: “Try to understand; impotent upsets waste your energy. Incorporate sense: all belong to world.” Acceptance…

“lions and tigers [, turtles,] and bears”

We missed our weekly Tuesday rendezvous yesterday but I just got invited to take a trip to the zoo.  I’m not a big fan of zoos, but I am a big fan of spending time with the fam, so away I go.  Will get back to the blogging later.  Hoping to bring back some pics….

dVerse — Poetics — Dad (repost)

summer rain fallsI remember how you lovedwarm days on the lake l.-r. me, my dad, and my brother Daddy’s hands were large, with dark hair and pleasant toneThey were proportionate to his thin frame and long bonesHands I used to stand and watch, transfixed, as he shaved My father’s eyes rarely had courage to meet…

dVerse — Haibun Monday — eternal landscapes

Eternal Landscapes I remember everything in my grandparents’ yard, from towering hundred years’ oak to a field of lily-of-the-valley. Oriental poppy and fuschia-hued peonies reached for the sun along the property line rough brick fence. Rose of Sharon to the left side of many-windowed front room. Behind them, in the shade of pines, a stump…

dVerse — Prosery — Jumped

all of the names swallowed up by the cold — from Tomas Tranströmer’s poem, “After Someone’s death” She is Freud’s example of what happens when the first step is jumped. From daddy and mummy, then uncles and cousins, to neighbors and strangers, to lovers and spouses, her unprotected vulnerability is an opportunity to be exploited…

Doodads — Meijer Garden on 1/23/24

Meijer Gardens is open late on Tuesdays and so it has become a non-weekend time and place  to meet up with younger son, his wife, and the grandbaby.  In this Doodads, you will see the usual lovely plants that momentarily make winter seem far away, but you will see that “the gardens” are also a…

24 SSPC 18 Deep Cold (1st week) (Jan 20 – Feb 2) Daikan — inside winter walk

Whilewalkingthe gardensat night, low light,we’re glassed in & warm.Breathing in moist exhalesof plants while wind screes outside,to satisfy keen need for green.Warm-loved glow of together time,silent songs, priceless sense of belonging. Chimes say closing time; the spell is broken.Son and wife bundle precious daughter, bracing for crunch-cold walks to cars“Bye, Grammalisa.” She waves.I lean in…