Fused sands of time form bottles on a shelf; tai chi apothecary. Fused sands of time formed emptiness of uselessness; filled with starts and ends. Bottles of tai chi where potent dawns and dusks swirl a cosmic perfume. Apothecary: remedies, distilled wisdom of great mother’s all. Troiku form. Written in honor of Beverly Crawford, a…
Category: poetry
dVerse — MTB/Form — Celebrating the Eleventh Anniversary of dVerse
our appointed place, in our dappled green lane, where violet-fringed cobblestones, grounding, end; with ready welcomes to toast, wordsmith, and play as we grok with cosmical themes, forms, and friends from sand to spires, from woe to joys explicate where muses waft, fragrant zephyrs on the wind cozied where ideas flow, invigorate; heaven’s ears perk…
dVerse — Quadrille 155 — Heaven’s Newest Angel
Petrichor cloud balloons bob as the band tunes up; it’s time to celebrate heaven’s newest angel. She’s been orienting for a few weeks and just passed the fit-for-duty quiz. She’s test-flying her wings; landing is expected in five. God always gets the first dance. My mom passed away on June 21. This is what…
5th anniversary at WordPress today
Nickel somersaults, flickers in summer sunshine, while doves doze in shade.
Midnight Shake — with Radiohead, Richard Grannon, and Triggernometry
one thin carbon thread turns and wiggles a worlda three-dimensional paradise, where we perceivein infinitely re-looped elemental structures that weexperience in six senses and beyond; but we don’tappreciate them enough to cherish each and everybit to a compelling urgency to stop the clock tickingto midnight. how much insult and injury is she sup-posed to take…
Book Title Poem — Navigator (linked to earthweal’s OLW 124)
I went to the library to return some items and to pick up some others yesterday. When covid arrived back in 2020 the library stopped accepting donated books because of the transmission risk. Recently they have started taking donations again; they sit on a cart that you have to walk by to get into the…
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…
