dVerse — Poetics — UN Chinese Language Day Celebration Poem

Oh When Will Autumn Moon and Spring Flowers End (The Beautiful Lady Yu) ~ Li Yu (my reinterpretation of Li Yu’s poem, using the same title) Please clouds, veil Venus // winds, strip stems! Fragrant petals now a biting blinding snow Evening’s wander un-dammed floodgates // time’s remembered joys Season’s rendezvous // forbidden pools //…

The Sunday Muse 154 — Lambs and Lions

  So used to keeping her head down, shefelt the fuzzy image meant no harm.She didn’t think to pierce the surface;fell in, susceptible to his charms.Closer and yet closer she drifted to the farther shore, following the wigglesin the pool. What’s more, further awayshe drifted from the warmth of her besties.A winter wind in spring…

The Sunday Muse 151 — love’s seasons

Surreal Artwork by Ronald Ong Midsummer dance, endless greenthat lasts forever; hands tight as we twirl and laugh —love’s perfect weather.Hearts turn to winter,extinguished flame; forevernow ashed wet sizzles. Today’s offering is in the form of a sequidilla, a new form I learned on Thursday in dVerse. Carrie is today’s host of The Sunday Muse.

The Sunday Muse 150 — Forgotten Melody

Photography by Romain Thiery    abandoned song in forgotten keysvacated premises, melodiesnow dust, residue from golden days when love tuned each corner with music;when the muse brought life to clay; now anabandoned song in forgotten keys windows wide we welcomed night, dancingrustles, whirling heat; now cold with still,vacated premises; melodies half-recalled, they play in the…

dVerse — MTB — A moss-covered path

Padding spongy moss, I inhale humus air to where our love playedA tunePine canopy dapples flicker as old movies play. Warbler’s songLifts me.Wait, am I dreaming or is that your laughter I hear? My breath isTethered,I see you and she, lazily languishing, your eyes twinkling into hers.Clingingillusions de-clutter; I wish you well as I turn…

dVerse — Poetics — imprint

  Pulled up to the empty parking lot of the restaurant. Amend that, empty except for one giant Yamaha crotch rocket and a man, standing off to the side, looking at the back patio. His back turned so I could get a long look at his long frame in his tan dress pants and matching…

Thursday Inspiration 57 — rise to color

From watery shadow’s limbo Burning embered love does rise To glow on spirit’s tippy toes Monochromatic suffocation Flooded with oxygenated hues Then sighing, recede, and rest.   Paula Light is the host of Thursday Inspiration.  Paula says: This week’s theme is sunset and the picture is below. Here is the song snippet from “Sunrise Sunset,” a…