September’s Sunday morning rain brings a flock of hungry robins to the complacent, slow worms. Clouds like flipping light switches turn the sun off and on. The birds are fattening up for the long flight south. It feels a bit early for their migration. They move with purpose and I swear excitement, as the lush,…
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#TSM228 — sellebrity
Theda Bara in Cleopatra 1917 From the dawn of time, women have been held hostage by the fantasies of weak, selfish men. Clothed in death and coerced into lassoing the moon for her milk, how can we ever consider wealth and fame as food for our souls? Or the price paid with batting false eyelashes,…
dVerse — MTB — aphorism
No matter how limited the supply, scavengers will eat. I started thinking about how expensive all resources are getting. Food, shelter, water, heating & cooling costs, when combined, can be too much to afford for many by traditional methods. People who are in need and desperate need to get creative. Like scavengers in nature, I…
dVerse Haibun Monday and earthweal weekly challenge — (river) bed’s graveyard
Algae in a water sample from the St. Croix River, magnified about 200x. (Photo by Aiden T., student from Lee & Rose Warner Nature Center) Just as a forest provides a specialized ecosystem that includes shelter for its inhabitants along the food chain, so too does a river. Having grown up and lived my life…
dVerse — Poetics — heaven scent (haibun)
Last step before getting ready to leave for yesterday’s bike ride was spraying on SPF. Being used to creams and lotions, right away I detected the aerosol’s almost petroleum smell which took a front seat to coconut. Along the pastures hedged by tall corn was a herd of black cow mothers with their two-tone calves….
dVerse — Haibun Monday — following dark portends
shadow ink pools matte vacuum reflection absorbs no light Miraged oasis in the distance, the desert traveler’s pace quickens. Skin bag long dry, biology mandates relief to stay imminent collapse. Stumbling, she falls to her knees in gratitude — which flips to horror. A crow lands. perched in dead palm, caws to still-moving carrion scant…
dVerse — Monday Haibun — Solstice
Mom will not see another solstice in this life. Day is night and night is day as night approaches. They say the morphine is to help with breathing and for the pain; but mom was breathing ok before and she had no pain other than that of the children she bore and the grandchildren she…
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