[T]here is nothing behind the wallexcept a space where the wind whistles…–from “Drawings By Children” by Lisel Mueller I’m floating in aquamarine dialed to an optimal degree. My breasts point to the sky. Bubbles tickle my back. I flap my arms like humpback flippers and hum low, sending a message to my lover. Please…
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dVerse — Poetics 428 — November
November creeps labile, weak, clinging to memories of warm-vigored nights; then casts them to bitter cold winds where tears fall in sheets. Careless deer, callous to lilies’ needs, nibble their leaves, leaving stark stalks that cannot feed summer’s hopes of rainbow starbursts. Spent frogs, turtles, and furry crawlers dig or weave beds, hoping for pleasant…
Jimmy Fallon sings Bob Dylan’s The Times They Are a Changin’
Even though he sang this back in 2018, it is as pertinent today as it was then.
Halloween Poetry — Manifestation Final Chapter — originally published in 2018
Today is the final chapter of the story, Manifestation. I decided to create a collage to illustrate the concept of the last chapter. Looking through the landscape images first, then to the fitting image of the goddess, I pulled out possible candidates. A fellow blogger, hanspostcard , had posted something about Gordon Lightfoot, so I…
2020 ALBUM DRAFT- ROUND 12- PICK 4-COMPILATION- MSJADELI SELECTS- PEARL JAM – LOST DOGS — slicethelife
2020 Album Draft- Round 12- Pick 4- Compilation- MSJADELI selects- Pearl Jam- Lost Dogs. Lost Dogs is a two-disc compilation album by the American alternative rock band Pearl Jam, released on November 11, 2003 through Epic Records. The album has been certified gold by the RIAA in the United States. The type of compilation album […]…
dVerse — OLN — Best Turkey of the Bunch
Dead, unfallen leaves shine brighterThan the weak beam of our faded star.As we walk with hope to cast our voteFor the best turkeys in the running,The whole world is watching. Bjorn is today’s host of dVerse’ Open Link Night, which was also a live event.
dVerse — Haibun Monday 93 — Ashes of the Dead
In time of war and unholy pogrom, the young boy’s loving parents left him in the care of the old woman who lived on the outskirts of town and raised chickens and a few meager vegetables. Until she died, sitting up, with her feet in a basin of water. He waited and waited for her…
Tao Talk 