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…
Category: poetry
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
POPO 2025 — Day 3 — Will it help?
Will It Help? The question always is will it help (others) to bare one’s soul, rip oneself open, tear it out, and lay it screaming on the forensic table. The answer always is it’s not for us to know. the figures in the painting are by a famous artist but I forgot to note it. …
POPO 2025 — Day 2 — idea vs. real
why is the idea of it so differentthan the real of it?An idea is hologramof mind, pullingwool over our bodiesthat must be kickedfree from, to really be
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