Flagellant attempt to laser clinging cobwebs only saddens. Wasteful envious beams slung by glistened snails decorate a selfish hobby that crawls through slime trails. Fallacious rings of tainted tree memory appears closer in rear view. Let sable rot perish. Past shall waste no more of my ink. I finally made time to write a poem…
Category: magnet set
TSM 248 — Transformed
Beneath summer blanketsecrets follow. Every sacred stone wondersabout her soon after. She is as gentle berry;peace river poetover an ancient wind. I used magnetic poetry for this one, aka The Oracle and tweaked it a teensy bit. The top image has been edited with filters. Carrie is the host of The Sunday Muse.
earthweal OLW 133 and Suzanne’s Calm Reflections — Magnetic Poetry 082622 — life symphony
A thousand-life symphony’s run, bare beauty heaving, beat rain like raw, honeyed mist sprayed in Spring. Never swim fast through storm how I like; if I sit here and dream, you want me. Cool skin boils when frantic fingers drive. Water woman watch and chant language of blue for what was and why; she cry…
The Oracle speaks
bright wild grass full fresh breeze would be let grow deep berry nature never leave make down’s sun stroll rose spirit shine eat say and use rainy thing am out of hot beneath soon life rustle peace he did climb warm wet river rock they breathed his harmony path
The Oracle Speaks –As frost blooms + dVerse OLN
Frost blooms as a withered rose rustles. How long must paths cover seasons beneath intuition, whose rain only murmurs moistly about bucolic breezes? This sanctuary is our gentle bird, coloring the tendril which will trunk thick in summer’s shine. image link here I’m also linking this to dVerse‘ Open Link Night. Grace is today’s…
Can you picture we?
A velvet corduroy angel dazzles a marble steel boy’s heart Candy cake morning Catting about Blue belly woman, porcelain eyes Delicious, but born sad Almost there, come at you See me blush & bleed Can you picture we, magic like? Oracle poem. Always fun. Artwork: Zhou Zixi (Chinese, b. 1970). Sometimes young…
The Oracle Speaks
Munising Falls drops over Pictured Rocks escarpment — Dan Johnson/NPS photo Bright breeze, though as rustly blanket Relax summer bee shine Soft wild color, Almost a soul that’s secret Why wander to thrive? Use the fresh night air and cycle through this sweet blue dark Breathe, but come see if you will feel always green…
