October Means All earthlings glimmer via playful patina pixies on blue washed or white mottled backdrops squeeze-dried, sweetened, night-refrigerated palette extremes of acorn brown to orange- red flames. Welcome smoke puffs from chim- neys and burning leaves, homely visitors that cause jack o’lanterns to smile in resonance. Flannel rebooted; merino wool caps knitted. Fall festivals,…
Category: poetry
POPO 2025 — Day 7 — about ai
about ai I was thinking about AI I was thinking about Gaia I see AI in gAIa I don’t like what I see Both have soup of 10,000 things Where Gaia perpetually blossoms them in sensory splendor, AI Frankensteins them into soylent green’s sterile goo.
dVerse – Q233 — Moon Never Boos
Moon Never Boos Moon never boos night;two partners who share. Night is jealous of sun’shalf-time of blue sphere. Shadow sneaks into dayas things turn and sway, moving to light’s rhythm,slow-motion choreograph. Sun rings mates to flickertwinkling night, water, bright,perpetual balancing game. De (aka whimsygizmo) is today’s host of dVerse’ Quadrille Monday. De would like us…
POPO 2025 — Day 6 — surrogates
surrogates I’m learning handy skills,one YouTube video at a time.They have become our wiseelders that we climbkeys to reach; surrogatesfor distracted parents andnursing-homed grandparents.
POPO 2025 — Day 5 — for Terry Masear
dedicated to Terry Masear hummingbird nurse called from afar winged with mercy white cap of hair benevolent smile bodhisattva gentle tending, wise, one after one, of tiniest earth angels
I Can’t Help Myself — Colbert Still Rules (content warning)
The whole monologue is brilliant, as usual, but what got my chuckles going starts around the 8 minute mark. Note: all done in fun, folks, even though what is at stake is (literally) deadly serious.
POPO 2025 — Day 4 — we can build
we can build a worldaround absencea symphony arounda pausewood, hammer, nailsof shelves from behindlocked doorsnotes from recollectionsof walks on summernight, roses, andnightbirds on the air
