Image source Akilter, lying down — even as you see me upright – a blank in kelp bed, fathoms below, asleep, await. My fate unknown as yet. Will it be angel’s lift that buoys to sunrise? Or fey stones, that weigh and sink beleaguered, deflated organs of light? My sight occluded, my guesses gone; laced,…
Category: poetry
God’s Servant
yellow like the sun god made bananas to serve wrinkled faces smile image link
dVerse — Poetics — each thing falls away
at first I refused to believe overboard, swept out in the storm; wee dawn, on the beach, inert form I wailed in the throes of my grief your unwilling, early depart at whim of a god with no heart I vowed in exchange for relief if God roll back Time’s Tide and take moi instead,…
News: Poetry accepted for publication
NEWS FLASH. I received an email yesterday with the following message: Congratulations! Your poems were accepted for publication to the Anthology Wounds I Healed: The Poetry of Strong Women, called in this document The Anthology. Gabriela Marie Melton is the editor, Ingrid Wilson (Experiments in Fiction) will publish, and cover design by Nick Reeves. I’m…
dVerse — Quadrille 150 — Final Farewell
image link Her living lingered, her funeral brief; children scattered, peers long gone home. Ghosts’ welcomes await her release from the bronze urn. She’s sprinkled along Spring thunderstorm’s wake, towards the lake. April sun’s comfort warms as it dries; her chalky residue remains, her final farewell. De Jackson, aka whimsygizmo, is today’s host for dVerse’…
Easter 2022 Haiku
old woman asleepsmiles, warm in the sunlightdreaming of May dance
dVerse — Prosery — December May Yet…
Talk what you please of future spring and sun-warm’d sweet tomorrow. –Christina Rossetti, from Daughter of Eve Bell is working her way towards upper management. Armand is an exchange student beginning a summer internship. As Bell speaks fluent Spanish she’s been asked to mentor him. Even though she, forty years old, is twice Armand’s age,…
Tao-Talk 