Matters not hue nor contour, when winter’s crystal flies and frosts the trees birds’ feathers shiver large to puff into warm coat fluff. Arranged in tacit, ordered array, clawed stoics cling to chill branches until called to trapeze feeders atwist in arctic breeze. Merril is today’s host for dVerse’ Quadrille Monday. Merril says: Use shiver–or…
Category: poetry
TSM 195 — Sorrow’s folded wings
Wings, adapted to rise in tempest’s tantrums or tears, have folded, dull with thin wisps of extinguished love. Red candle aflame shone with heat; yet physic’s lessening, fate’s decree. Darkened room fades into shadow, left only with sorrow’s chill gleam. Photograph by Anita Sedberry at Harold Ross Fine Art Photography. Carrie is today’s host of…
dVerse — She Lobo
image link I see the hum as a wolf, always present, always supportive, always ready to run. She comes to me, she of rough shaggy coat. Solid shoulders, paws anchored to the ground. She sits and watches me with eyes like bonfires. Her head tilts with my expressions and when she hears my voice as…
poetry — haiga
this is the best my phone camera could do with zoom on the hawk in the tree.
dVerse — Poetics — Ode to a Thesaurus
The trail drones on as bee until it stings me to a quiver Hermetic trills oneiric bells clamour-call to muse liver Emergent words select themselves, infuse with a honeyed click Surprised each time at ideal choice. I cackle until I hic A clever muse she daisy-chains the ponies in formation Umbrella chants while ponies dance…
Shay’s Word Garden Word List #9 (Joan Colby)
Undone Today I climb with crows, their silhouettes flickering in sunlight like16mm movies. I rise to where gypsy clocks reign – where regret’s stitched coffin rests, to when we parted; when love, pain, and evil danced — to your lithe, lifeless form, now mist glissades as you kiss the rocks; your right broken femur a…
Tao-Talk 