First Autumn Storm Dense saunal mist begs dark clouds’ rumbled promises – buckets poured gain trust. Grass greens as we hear its thrum, Inhaling cool autumn breeze. 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.)…
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dVerse — quadrille — Gethsemane’s Check
Labyrinth in Grand Rapids, MI. Photo taken August 5, 2020. Gethsemane’s Check A large carved brick disc is plopped in the center of a near-urban churches’ garden. Chartre-styled snakes undulate with purple petunias at midday to wind chimes. Highway noises call like trapped surf in machined shells, far from the sea. Only ants walk…
dVerse — Back yard, right corner
The black locust tree umbrellas the yard behind the house except at the edges. The lawn slopes down, as the house is raised above the high water table; it makes mowing with the rider a bit tricky. At the corner itself, there is a maple tree that was transplanted early in the Spring. There is…
dVerse — Haibun Monday — Now I am 6
I turned six over fifty years ago, so there is a lot I don’t remember about the day of my sixth birthday party. I do remember these four girls. My cousin, Susie, and I were inseparable as kids. She, being four and a half years older than me, was the natural leader. Back then…
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #146 — As the pieces fly on angels’ wings and dVerse OLN
As the pieces fly Colors fill the sky Cubists like Georges Braque Paint their worlds with gaps Filled in with synapse Rainbow ports; keyless locks As the stanzas flow Colored images grow Poets paint with words that sing Meaning caught ‘twixt lines Like found grapes ‘twixt vines Feeling rise on angel’s wings …
dVerse — meet the bar — Late Summer in West Michigan
kingfishers eat well as ponds shrink and minnows swarm — cicada’s sing duckweed and lotus leaf blankets bob in the wind — turtles sun on logs wrens eat water oats growing amongst late lilies – ants climb sturdy stalks sunset colors leave moonrise against silhouettes – river frog kerplops morning…
“Tis I, Marie” by Lisa Fox. — Lucy’s Works
My poem was featured at Lucy’s Works’ blog today. I’m quite proud of this poem! “Tis I, Marie, you come to seeYou there so prim on marble benchWhat brings you here week after weekI’m now a charred and crumbling wretch You heard the tales and need adviceIn one of many hundred waysI’ve seen your…
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