Katz Quadrille Cabbage calls Honey moons Grapes grope Scoby sirens sing Flour water waits Attuned for Wild whooshes Yowling yeasts descend Bashful bacteria nuzzle up Sauerkraut kimchi cha-chas Meandering mead Charismatic chablis Kiwi kombucha kicks San Franciscan sourdough Fermentation frenzy Build it and they will come To learn more about Sandor Katz and Wild Fermentation,…
Category: poetry
The Oracle speaks
bright wild grass full fresh breeze would be let grow deep berry nature never leave make down’s sun stroll rose spirit shine eat say and use rainy thing am out of hot beneath soon life rustle peace he did climb warm wet river rock they breathed his harmony path
#MM — Saturday Mix – Lucky Dip — winter’s music
Hot tea and beer bread heat the morn Cracking ice screeched notes with foghorn Freezing lake channel Sounds seldom banal My flannel’s Song is warm Sarah is the host of Mindlovemisery Menagerie’s Saturday Mix. Sarah says: Welcome to the Saturday Mix – Lucky Dip, 25 January 2020! For this week’s Lucky Dip, I have…
Thursday Inspiration 40 and dVerse OLN — Lead on
I dreamed you, sinews stretched beneath silky fur, leading me, jumping, lean muscles rippling, towards the jungle. Today’s poem is in shadorma form. Paula Light is the host of Thursday Inspiration. Paula says: This week’s theme is jump and the picture is [above.] Here is the song snippet from “Jump” recorded by the…
#Haikai Challenge #122: The Dream
Rainbow lollypops — each one licked by a pink tongue – small hands, many hues Grandmothers rocking watching their grandbabies play long summer sunshine My warm arm rests next to your warm arm, at peace – love is colorblind Race checkbox erased demographics refashioned This dream can come true…
dVerse — Shhhh! — Seven Secrets
Seven Secrets Delicious assignations, tantalizing tawdriness Betrayal, concealment, smoldering silence Midnight raids, candy corn amongst socks Headlights off, on to 7-11; gobbling, puking Under the table trading, permits to polluters Cayman billions, rotting soldiers in trenches Fat feet propped on desks, unoiled machines Undotted “I”s, forgotten “T”s Unseen bruises, battered worth, stalking Passive-aggressive pot shots,…
dVerse — prosery 9 — The Rock cries out…
The Rock, a.k.a. Dwayne Johnson was there when professional wrestling went from two chubby, hairy guys wearing unitards to tanned muscular bodies wearing glittery spandex. From 1996-2004, Dwayne glammed and glitzed the crowds with his magnificent form, his skilled moves, and his charisma — before leaving for Hollywood. WWE languished without its star and Johnson…
Tao-Talk 