dVerse Q169 — I Believe

Sculpture of Tinker Bell by Diarmuid Byron O’Connor, photo by Patrick Steele Moon’s zenith casts its limelight on her landing amongst field stubble. In wonder at her tiny flowing form, realize Tinker Bell is not Barrie’s figment, but sprung from stars. She flutters over, chimes, “May I have some hot tea? Space is so very…

TSM 245 — Cuppajoe

I found relief in silhouettes drab outlines of daily life where blue flame makes fresh coffee highlights. Photo by Justin Peters Once sick I craved chaos moonlight’s molten smack that oozed my grey goo – until the cane rapped; cried Image Source surprise, holster roulette’s glok, clatter the mask, ask, go back to the beginning…

Winter Raptor (haibun)

A few days ago, I was out and about in the car. As I pulled up in the driveway of the house, a large bird winged away from one of the trees near the bird feeders and perched in another tree out back. I noticed several rusty red feathers among the bird’s wings and back…

Tanka Tuesday 305 — Warm Belly Birthday

mix together aloving intent to createfestive celebrate.For you, magic carpet float,voyage above cold;fly with fresh-made hot breakfast —warm belly birthday. The 7 words chosen (7 are required for the Kindku form) are mix, create, festive, float, voyage, breakfast, and birthday. Since today is Dear Poet, Björn’s, birthday, I chose to write him a Happy Birthday…

“Hidden in Childhood” poetry anthology now an Amazon Hot New Release

Available now at amazon in both Kindle and Paperback versions.  Amazon link:  here I ordered my paperback copy last night and cannot wait to read it.  Please support your poet friends and buy this important poetry anthology.  The paperback is $19.99 and the Kindle version is $7.99. Read more about the anthology here.

TSM 244 — “Tuesday Afternoon,” by The Moody Blues (found poem)

to see matterclouds calltrees drawfind gentle voices, sigh;myself, reflectionkind to leavethrough fairy-land come with mebegin to seeit does matterclouds calltrees draw nearfind out why hear it all Original lyrics:Tuesday afternoon.I’m just beginning to see,Now I’m on my way.It doesn’t matter to me,Chasing the clouds away.Something calls to me.The trees are drawing me near,I’ve got to…

dVerse Poetics — Grandmother Moon

I carry Spring in my heart as I gaze up at my Grandmother Moon.   There is too much to write about my grandmother.  It is like writing about the moon.  I created the collage to celebrate the Chinese Lunar New Year of the Rabbit and decided to use it for my American Sentence about…