dVerse — taboos — three accusations

“The Circus” by Albina Felski As the oldest daughter of a mixed family of full-, half-, and step- siblings totaling 7, myself included, I often was left responsible for care taking all of them while mother and stepfather drank at the bar until it closed. The first accusation came when they took me aside and…

dVerse — quadrille 99 — sunny and sixty-five

Cushioned kitties rhythmic breathe; whiskers stir, testing air; cat-mouse dreams. Robins bicker over worms pulled by the spring equinox moon. Red maple, yellow willow, brown birch buds swell then crack – unfurling flags. Fox squirrels racetrack trees; fevered play; bird feeders hold no luster. De Jackson (aka Whimsygizmo) is today’s dVerse host.  De says: stir…

#Haikai Challenge #129: Super (Worm) Moon — Spring Wormdance

The annual dance for March equinox’ full moon – sugarplum faeries whirl legless androgynous dancers, curling to and fro.     Frank J. Tassone is the host of Haikai Challenge.  Frank says: When a Full Moon takes place when the Moon is near its closest approach to Earth, it is called a Super Full Moon. When there…

#MM — Music Challenge — spring sedoka

Jim Adams is the fun-loving host of Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Music Challenge.  Jim says: The challenge today is to focus on [“Woman from Tokyo” by Deep Purple”] and use it for a short story, a piece of flash fiction, or a poem that you can share with the WordPress writing community. I decided to write a…

American Sentence — two cats series

These are my first attempts at writing American Sentences.  My favorite subjects are featured in a series of 3. Two cats curl on two separate perches; not friends, yet not enemies. One curls in leopard-skin bed; one curls on pink-printed fleece — both dreaming. One has long stripes with white cotton bits; one’s short-haired, white,…

dVerse — apple — With a little help from my friends*

Like any tree, apples make themselves welcome in a community; they prefer wind, rain, temperateness, hills, and a fair bit of sunshine. Pollinators adore the wispy allure of the fragrant blossoms, who call them in for a sweet powder-nectared blend of nature’s tang; mutual orgasm achieved. Bees, butterflies, and birds stagger through the air, intoxicated,…