Terri Webster Schrandt Terri says: “This is a photo of Nine Mile Falls, after which our little community is named. I captured this last March when the water district let out the water of the Spokane River to create Lake Spokane. When you drive by, the mist from the falls hits the windshield enough to use…
Category: poetry
dVerse — Poetics — Ode to Glenn Buttkus (b. 6/14/44 – d. 2/17/23)
Glenn Buttkus Punched with Buk, their ringed dings of words’ sooty-belled truth a-pealed to ears that could absorb them; both undefeated. Pulled us in; cinemagenic serial called, “Blackthorne”: Buck, Johnny, … and Salina. He served his justice. Shared his life: his world as orphan, as soldier, as actor, yet first always as teacher, selflessly giving….
sage haiga and scarce
Imagine my surprise at seeing the sage plant in bloom yesterday. It’s rearing to go! I will be pretty scarce this weekend due to having some writing to work on, as well as some other work on approaching deadlines. Also just heard that younger son and his family are planning on visiting town tomorrow (if…
Tanka Tuesday 309 — taste twirl
when loose leaf tea blends need pizzazz splinter of cinnamon twirls in just right flavor dance; taste bud pirouettes Shadorma form Colleen Chesebro is the host of Tanka Tuesday. Colleen says: 🌶️ This week’s challenge is The Spice of Life: Choose a spice from your kitchen cabinet, and relate its flavor to an event that…
TSM 248 — Transformed
Beneath summer blanketsecrets follow. Every sacred stone wondersabout her soon after. She is as gentle berry;peace river poetover an ancient wind. I used magnetic poetry for this one, aka The Oracle and tweaked it a teensy bit. The top image has been edited with filters. Carrie is the host of The Sunday Muse.
2nd one — dVerse — MTB/Forms — A Man Called Ay Eye (Limerick)
A Man Called Ay Eye (Limerick) by Anonymous There once was a man who liked creating. He thought it was quite invigorating. It was rather law, But not very ahh, He couldn’t resist alienating. Thanks to Datamuse, whose word engine was used to complete the poem. Created on 23rd February 2023. Auto Praise for A…
dVerse — MTB — AI am a poet and artist.
The sky of the morning was painted a brilliant shade of blue, with clouds like heavenly floating islands of white, and the sun glistening through like a beacon of hope. A dove flew across the ethereal scene, its wings flapping softly and creating ripples in the tranquil air. From the distant hillside came a chorus…