dVerse — Prosery — December May Yet…

Talk what you please of future spring and sun-warm’d sweet tomorrow. –Christina Rossetti, from Daughter of Eve Bell is working her way towards upper management. Armand is an exchange student beginning a summer internship. As Bell speaks fluent Spanish she’s been asked to mentor him. Even though she, forty years old, is twice Armand’s age,…

TSM 203 — Now Shattered Glass

“Reflection” by G-Crew When the wind has gone, when the sun is bright I see your dear face, your smile in repose; brief, shining moment where love’s bond encodes. Today’s frame pauses, reflective abode. I’m still a child; you, a tender parent. You rock me, singing lullaby, voice true, forever imprint vessel I cling to,…

dVerse — MTB — Kwansaba Praise Poem

left to right:  grandma at age 72; grandma holding my younger son; grandma holding me as a baby; grandma and grandpa one Christmas. To Grandma Her name means little free man. A little woman, she was not free, in tether to home, ills, and pills; yet clan flocked to her oasis for coffee, cards, laughs;…

TSM 182 — Consumed

Consumed On lonely nights I see you therewhen moonlight steals into the roomor candles flicker in the gloom.When all’s asleep but me and you. When dawn’s song seems so far awayon sleepless nights, I hear you there,the creaking board upon the stair;your scratching in the ceiling tile. When mist is thick along the groundand seeps…

TSM 180 — Night Walker

My darling, why did you goto a place so dark?I truly need to know. Empty clangs, doves moan,heels click, soul marked.My darling, why did you go? Night screams, blood flowsyet no answer, my sanity infarct.I fervently need to know incantation to transposefrom ghoul back to art.My darling, why did you go? Numbers terrify, a village…

dVerse Quadrille Monday 136 – Early Morning Transport

Some quiet clockwork morningsair crunches, birds still slumber;cats furry donuts in fleece bedswhen anachronistic stage is set;triggers from percolator poemstransport with each sip, to whenlips lingered over lips together,steam wisps and easy smilescozy-niched into our forever.   image:  “Morning Coffee,” by Khalid Saqr Linda is today’s host for dVerse’. Linda says:Hello Everyone and Welcome to…

dVerse — Quadrille 134 — Get on Board

Oh baby girl how I heart you,a timelessness transporter to grace divine. Wrinkles disappear, gravity lightens with your toothless smile. Pitted stone weeps, chest’s choke cranked, chugging on the joy line. Your coo delivers cool healing to all passengers.We’re at our destination.   NOTE:  The top image is not my granddaughter.   Image link here. De…