Love Reign O’er Us

A second submission for today’s dVerse prompt.  This song says it all.     love reign o’er us a mist of best intentions saturating all  

dVerse — A day’s rain

“Gladiolus in the Rain,garden flower,pink and white,” by Valeria Belogurova   You know it comes, the stage is set Sky turns to grey, wind changes gear Hushed hiss or pour from sky – all’s wet A sound you see, a sight you hear. Pink blossoms pray, “Please, not too hard!” Worms curl and dance, green…

dVerse — quadrille 105 — Blue Reign

“Blue rain in a blue dream,” by Elena Mosurak   Blue Reign My bony knee’s strong, stubborn, crumpling your larynx. I’m Hades’ magnet sucking your qi; your boom’s whimpered. Such dark revelry for me as your life slips away: All Hail Box Crusher. Stupid paralyzed crowd is impotent to blue reign — we kill as…

#Haikai Challenge #141: Justice and dVerse OLN — Blue Death

  Minneapolis: land of white snow and dark hearts – one more chalked outline. * Means of movement for vehicular homicide – a reason to kill. * Persons of color, your mandatory choices: death, cage, tom, drugs, star. * With every badge comes training, fraternity – license to kill. * Blue eyes fear brown eyes…

#MM Saturday Mix — Your love’s return

when quivered lines sigh stable when gentle breeze bare stirs when heart affirms its able when I rest among the ferns I’ll sing, recall your fable as hawks fly o’er the trees I’m bound to you, a cable like blooms are bound to bees forgot is “wrong,” the label instead is love renewed return to…

#MM Music Challenge — Steppenwolf erasure poem

Jim Adams is the far-seeing host of Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Music Challenge.  Jim says: The challenge today is to focus on [“Midnight at the Oasis,” by Maria Muldaur] and use it for a short story, a piece of flash fiction, or a poem that you can share with the WordPress writing community. My favorite part of…

dVerse — A room with potential and The Sunday Muse

Adequate dimensions for its purpose, Wall-to-wall closet, and two night stands; Glass door open, breaths deep, fresh Beige, squared with art, tolerant voyeurs Goldilocks bed, a drawer full of toys Blue books, cremes, and oils Vervain, rose, jasmine mists and smokes A stage set for dreams, awake, asleep A corner box where green has no…