dVerse — Poetics — Queen Mab Decides

The path that once was cushion moss is now deep brown humus. Her steps are shorter, slower // birdsong and chatters are muffled as wafting cedar catches in furry nostrils; dances on her wrinkles. Time enough for this corporeal manifestation to say, “goodbye, dear friend.” ~Her weak drooping arms cling to a rough, cool trunk….

dVerse — MTB — Heart Strings

There’s a fat butterball in a sapphire sky as the words float away now forgotten the whys With the crane in the grass and her mate in the pond I suck love from the air as they sing of their bond Honeybees // dandelion chipmunks dig out their tunnels Robins run // then they stop…

dVerse — Quadrille 126 — One

I roll morning blinds and see a vista of life ashimmer with Sol’s panoptic egalitarianism. I don’t bother with socks and shoes. Swooping up a cup of hot coffee, I step outside and join the scenery. Soft sighs, one with all, welcomed, refreshed, refashioned. Image:  “Landscape,” by Jean Charlot (1898-1979) De Jackson (aka WhimsyGizmo) is…

Slimverse series 041821

drawn eyebrows lift an eye smile at the vax clinic the kleenex rolled twixt my boobs forms a tissue pearl M’s her name my newborn granddaughter rose pudge cheeks express lane bird feeder one hop shop next in sky pad soft but not enough frogs plop just out of sight green shoulders along the cracked…

dVerse — Poetics — The Migration Habits of Snow Geese

When at last an ache of joint-swelling freeze crosses the line,I shall fly as the snow goose, to warm, moist watery climesthen bow my weary head in grizzled grey grace to the sun.I’ll waddle muck, then float, weightless on duckweed ponds.I’ll enjoy each still dawn and sunset with other snowbirds,creaks drowned with soothing menageries’ rise…

earthweal OLW 62 — Spring Springs!

spring springs gates of heavennimble cats climb on treessun smiles dark unleavenedrose dance with honey bees nimble cats climb on treesblue jays laugh, jump awayrose dance with honey beeswindchimes tinkle and play blue jays laugh, jump awayspring springs gates of heavenwindchimes tinkle and playsun smiles dark unleavened I just found this pantoum generator online (thanks…

The Sunday Muse 153 — OM

Merging chakrasstretching spinedraw the qi downfrom mother skypull qi up fromearth father’s coreheart-mind clear slateall sea, no shoreastronaut, i’m one with all, OM   Energy emanates from this photo that I tried to siphon from and into words.     Carrie is this week’s host of The Sunday Muse.