I’ve posted this a few times, the last time in June of 2023. I have a feeling I’ll be re-posting it more frequently as the planet’s temperature continues to rise. It’s 96F here today, the hottest day so far this summer. I love this poem. It came to me from a wise spirit. Please read…
Category: poetry
Book Review — _Beyond Pomegranate & Thorns: A Collection of Stories, Poems, & Art_, by Anne E.G. Nydam
Trying to describe the metaphysical dimensions of Anne’s book is difficult but a welcomed challenge. Best way to imagine it is as a Tardis of a book. If I had to choose three words to describe it, I would use humorous, whimsical, and wise. The 7.5” x 9.25” quality-covered paperback has thick pages with over…
dVerse Q251 — Bonfire
Bonfire Marshmallows,puffed up squishy gangs,want to stay that way; But as is in the way of things,their pasty conglomerationis not to remain. Skewer-stabbed, one by one,soft white skin chars,blackened and crisped,force compressionedbetween chocolateand grahaminto goo. I am today’s host of dVerse’ Quadrille Monday, where we are to write a 44-word poem using some form of…
#FFF 69 Doodads (scheduled to post at 9 this morning but didn’t)
It’s been a pretty low-key week so far. On Tuesday, we went to Red Robin and then the bounce house in Grand Rapids, staying inside because of the heat. The following image was on the wall at Red Robin that was so compelling to me that I had to share it with you. I went…
American Pie — Happy 250th
American Pie Trappedinside by summer swelterhelter skelterwhere sweat shrinks usin disappointmentin fear’s stench. Will sparks ignite drought’s tinder?Bereft of being unable to separateseason’s fare from poisoned pens. Sliced apples, cinnamon, butter dabsin bleached white floured crust. I’velost my taste for it. Moral pancreasscreaming for lost limbs, curled soul. Time with family, friends, staves offa barrel…
