woodcut image, “Winter Sleep,” by Yumi Kawaguchi, from DogwoodStudioAlaska Snow embraces treeswho embrace winter aswinter embraces land. Land sleeps, a caveof cold-warm that cradles curled furred dreamers,cryo’ed reptiles, seeds. All seeds sleep. Some feed hearty plumed and scurried, pulsing with life despite inert season.Many wake to Spring bloom. [44 words] Merril is today’s…
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The Sunday Muse 146 — Mother’s Emissary
“Natural Woman” Digital Collage Art “Covid Creations” by Susie Clevenger Coy on a textured background she stands out in earthed muslin.Tansy & wild lily’s fragrant lips partas feathered fans swarm to her.Songs as constellations twirlwarm breeze in her tresses.Like Jesus before her, she’sMother’s emissary, as he wasconscripted to be his Father’s. Unlike him, will she…
The Miracle of Snow
I look out of the window as the sun makes the blanket of snow over all sparkle and am filled with wonder. We take snow for granted but as I look at the zillions of unique snowflakes that casually land and rest together, I shouldn’t. Whenever I’m feeling drained and numbed of joy, I need…
#Haikai Challenge #175 : Wolf Moon (Ōkami no tsuki)
Alpha, fur sparklingwith new bright snow, calls them in –old elk, red and still. image link here Frank J. Tassone is the host of Haikai Challenge. Frank says:This week, write the haikai poem of your choice (haiku, senryu, haibun, tanka, haiga, renga, etc.) that allude to either the Wolf Moon (Ōkami no…
dVerse — Haibun 96 — Eagle-Eyes
Not in the present tense and not experienced by me, but still relevant to the prompt, it is about an event that happened with Bob, my ex-boyfriend, and Chauncey, our Boston Terrier, on our sailboat a few years ago. Bob had buoyed offshore in the inland lake we live near. He noticed a bald…
earthweal EWC — every atom…
Every atom gets its chance to be every thing. When the Chinese call it the 10,000 things, I thought it was just an expression to encompass all, no matter how many. What I know now is that the term is talking about opportunity rather than quantity. In the beginning, when atoms were trying to figure…
dVerse — MTB 230 — Outside my Door
Outside My Door The driveway’s wet sloping back ends at a green-fringed white-crystalled skirtthat traps tantalizing fragrance withinits folds. Trauma-stilled, crunchy stepsimprint on a swollen body that one daywill melt away to nothing but mud. image link Grace is today’s host for dVerse’ Poetics. Grace says:The Writing Challenge: Write a poem utilizing either Personification…
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