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…
Category: poetry
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).
dVerse — erotica — one with two
Words flee as senses stir into sounds, smells, tastes; mingled breaths where streams of sweat join; eyes snap shots as tongues trail, fingertips trace, then grasp and tease; spirit and flesh are one with two. Words flee as sounds soar and then subside to dreamless sleep. Image: The Kiss, by Jos Coufreur…
dVerse — haibun — dunewater
For those of us who live along the western edge of Michigan, the lake is in our back yards. I’ve never lived more than five miles from the lake (for long) as the water pulls me to it. Beyond the water though, the sand dunes act as both a buffer to any weather that comes…
#Haikai Challenge #153: cricket (koorogi) / #154: morning-glory (asagao)
dewy flags unfurl to fall wind’s bright trumpets tired crickets now sleep morning glories open us to the new day’s chorus top image link here bottom image is from the collection called Momoyogusa = Flowers of a Hundred Generations by Kamisaka, Sekka (b1866-d1942) from The New York Library…
