Spring moon’s plea Bulging stray momma cat Fashioned sign to me You were to be Five kittens so many mittens Skin hemisphere balloon La Maze La Leche La La La Cards, boards, pegs Tick-tocked centimeters Winter moon’s trudging Circuits, making snow butter Babydaddy nurse say Sleightime! Showtime! Velvet curtain in fifty-five Spacepod malfunction Fuzzy grease…
Category: poetry
The Sonnette — Moon Madness
As golden orb meets darkened waves Up creeps the moon on backs of pine And frosted disc freeze cold greased minds A madness reigns – moonshadow’s slaves * Until the rose, each morning comes Warm as a mouth with skin that shines A madness flees with each new sun. Paul Szlosek at Paul’s Poetry…
dVerse — prosery 6 — Lights Out
One Mid-November Monday temperatures hovered around freezing. Dusk pulled up its blanket as rain fell then froze to trees as Arctic air swept in. Limbs groaned with burden. Victims’ cracks and crashes echoed outside of the house, and the earth vibrated with their landing — the equivalent of an earthquake in Michigan. The old willow…
#Haikai Challenge #112 (11/10/19): Veterans Day
To our soldiers, living and passed on, I thank you. Please accept these humble poems to honor you. Trained sacrifices To appease warmongers — White crosses, green hills Poppies pale mimics of fields blossoming red – Tears remember. Shiny medals dance on the chest of a hero – wheel-chaired, he accepts Armistice Day Blood faucet…
dVerse — new POV — Predator (disturbing content warning)
Albuquerque ain’t Miami but it’s close Warm scent of prey in the air Looky at that one over there Asking for it, no begging I’ll be doing her a favor Putting her out of her misery And cleaning up this town It’s what I do when the sun goes down * If the meth heads…
dVerse — black — invictus part 2
grey skies seep black black silhouettes silhouettes of of rippling dark grey skin, red eyes eyes that see all all color drained drained from your soul when you hurt her her of black skin skin shining warm warm morning sun her smile died then then she knew why why you killed it it gave…
dVerse — quadrille — fortress
Grey skies, leaking rain intruding wind through gaps in north’s stone wall. Returning promise Wistful eyeball peers through, remembers a blue velvet box. Ears imagine a withered heart whimpering, kept guileless faith Wind’s moans accuse Turning away, stumbling rose petals crushed under his heels. Kim from Writing in North Norfolk is…
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