Mama leads five jakesDawdled pecking crosst the roadPapa follows, lookoutAutumn’s new coolness arrivesWarm feathered huddles in night trees This morning on my trip to the library, I waited and watched a family of turkeys crossing the road. It seems a little late for jakes, but what do I know. Note: Adult male turkeys are…
Category: poetry
dVerse — prosery 16 — Night Feeders
In their dreams they sleep with the moon.–From Mary Oliver, “Death at Wind River” Once pampered, now refugees, at dawn they slink in grimy, forgotten shadows of Oldtown to their den until dusk falls. Their fortress is woven with plastic, glass, and metal discarded by the giver-of-treats who will never again pet their once-luxurious fur….
dVerse –MTB–Recline within the Inimitable Beauty of Gestalt
image link Original: Rest in the Peace of the Meadow Us and them, sliced on and on into ever thinner shards, until the world is bloody ground glass. Is that what you see when you look at a meadow? No. Look how many pieces to a tree. Each blade of grass together makes a cushion…
dVerse — Dead Woman Walking
image link Scene of the Crime Name: Evidence: daughter of a barmaid and a factory workerabandoned by one and brainwashed by anothersix is old enough to fend for yourself; mothers are for sissiestape recordings leave little room for editing without skillz sister of a bonded brother and caretaker of six chargesteasing punching teasing punching hurling…
non-quadrille eavesdropping poem
image link While I was flitting by one day upon a gentle breeze I eavesdropped when a bluebird told some secrets to the fleas They jumped for joy with somersaults then hopped upon Rex’ back. They traveled through the jungle of his fur up to his neck. They whispered juicy details in his scruffy floppy…
dVerse — quadrille 111– Secrets of the butterflies
While I was flitting by one day upon a gentle breeze,I eavesdropped when a butterfly told secrets to the bees:A magic nectar rests in deepest bells of lilies blue,and if you sip just one small bit your fondest dreams come true. * * * Kim from North Norfolk is today’s host of dVerse. Kim says:This…
#Haikai Challenge #155: remaining heat (zansho)
Sun rides quivering leaves dancing with playful winds – warm apples redden. Frank J. Tassone is the host of Haikai Challenge. Frank says: Write the #Haikai poem of your choice (haiku, senryu, haibun, tanka, haiga, renga, etc.) that alludes to remaining heat (zansho).
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