Rhubarb blossoms Showy strangers Iris and peony Hiccup, then Sing welcome Frank J. Tassone is today’s host of dVerse. Frank says: Write a five (5)-line Japanese-form poem of your choice: tanka, kyoka or gogyohka.
Category: poetry
dVerse — Alice Gone Wild
Alice Gone Wild Our girths and portals swell and shrink, Adhere, adjust to what we eat, Our appetites great stones that sink; Condemn our home for taste of meat, We lie and kill and steal and cheat To have first choice to fuck hot pink. Design the odds; we can’t be beat. World by…
dVerse — quadrille — Unfixed
Unfixed show me how to live! the day I tried… fell on black days [a]live to rise my wave hunted down outshined head down burden in my hand heaven’s dead black rain rusty cage the last remaining light nothing left to say but goodbye goodbye Today is the three-year deathversary of Chris Cornell,…
#Haikai Challenge #139: fragrant breeze (kunpuu) — Spring’s Fragrant Array
Spring’s Fragrant Array Rosemary pushes Against lake breeze from the west As it gathers friends. Violets, lilies, lilac; Hyacinth dance with humus. Earthworms inhale to Celebrate in their blindness Spring’s fragrant array. Today’s offering is an Oriental Octet. An Oriental Octet is an invented verse form that appears to emulate the syllabic pattern…
#MM Saturday Mix — Spring Symphony
Through the mesh screen Sifts gentle breeze Cats watch birdies Hopped feathered tease Call from the trees Chipmunks chirping Pine cone burping Red-tails lurking Death watch flirting To snatch ‘ere flees Dandelion Dots are smilin As they’re dyin ‘Brellas flyin On warm breeze Sights sounds smells feels Spring charms and heals Pops wide soul squeals…
dVerse — The Czar’s Black Beauty
The Czar’s Black Beauty Butter crinkled platform A million waterdrop prisms Beckon bees with nuggets Pouches burst with pollen Aerial maneuvers skim grass Dandelions faces open wonder Bumble imminent. Then…. Airpuffs lift, gentle grandmothers She grows from an idea and a miracle Until one day she’s plucked, ripe, tuned To a summer’s song – sizzling…
dVerse — prosery 13 — Chuang Tzu’s Butterfly Nightmare
“Argh…. unh….” He groans as the corkscrews are twisted, their points aiming for his liver and kidneys. In a nightmare, it is the awareness of what is happening rather than the act itself that brings agony. Paralyzed, nonetheless Mo is able to wake up – to pitch black. Was there a power outage? Bathed in…
