Some of my haiga (photo + haiku) are featured in this volume of Serow. I’m geeked about it! Serow Volume 5 featuring the winners of the 2021 Akita International Haiku Contest is now available online! Volume 5 also features photo haiku and reviews of current haiku collections. CLICK HERE Serow Volume 5 is HERE — Akita…
Category: poetry
dVerse — Haibun Monday — cherry blossoms
Last year’s cherry blossoms were ghosts and pixelated. The grove at the gardens were off limits due to the pandemic. Instead I toured them in Washington, D.C. and Toronto, Canada via youtube. It was pleasant to do so, and better than nothing, but not quite the same. This year the gardens is opened and advance…
A thousand beating hearts. — Writing Whatnots
I read this poem by Marion Horton today and felt compelled to share it. Real or contrived? I cannot tell.Questioning all that I now see. Metaphors dangle overhead –like a child’s mobile.My pen reaches up to hook one –drag it onto the page. But which? The soft one, sewn of felt and love,which shares its…
TSM 204 — Sunglowed
Sentenced explosions, smoke, and wailing finds my spirit drifting away to the day we walked among sunflowers. He, ahead, turned and sat, smiling, sunglowed, amidst a world of balanced peace. Today’s offering is in the nonet form. top image: Carrie found this inspiring image via our fellow Muser & friend Sherry. 🤩 Carrie is the…
dVerse — Poetry Form — Goodnight and Sweet Dreams and OLW 111
Pastel pink morn long fades to dusk- tethered incense smoke drifts — in dreams of boats. Sail-wings lift me from blue to black silver-glittered night, to islands on maps. Touch stone planets not found awake where cradled messages sleep, wait to sing. They leap and wriggle, imbued fish, unlocked clues that school, follow me home…
dVerse — Poetics — social sojourn
Invitation trumpeted, “Tea with Florence” in big, bold letters. Woefully underdressed in my lace chemise nonetheless confetti lifted me from my pre- caffeinated goblinhood. Espresso lips saw rolling fog lift in mirror. Florence’s invitation was the first light seen from terminal hidey hole’s temporary masquerade as a sad hermit. YAY! top image: “Harmonica Player” by…
dVerse — Quadrille 148 — The Struck Match
She wasn’t sure whether it was the exhibition or watching the application of brush strokes of each work that obsessed her so. Was it knowing the painter’s paper trail body? Or the way his body moved… Origamic muse prismatic omnipotence imbued by each eye. top image link I decided to write a second quadrille…
Tao-Talk 