Hot Core response steady burn, senses salute when I imagine us rolling around. * * * * Warm Neither too hot nor too cool maintains life in the fish tank. Power’s out — stress starts now. * * * * Cold Nose hairs freeze; fingertips and toes go numb. Winter’s doing an admirable job. …
Category: poetry
dVerse — quadrille #84 — quatrain — Freckle Deep
freckle deep so swirled the spell blood hues imbued canvas infused a treasure tell languid cloak fold upon fold texture behold master stroke hourglasses tell soulblasted veneer etched forgery – tear, one by one, fell senses asleep heart overwrought account overdrawn on love a freckle deep Mish is the host of dVerse today. Mish…
Carpe Diem #1711 flowers (modern kigo) – Troiku
image link depth of a flower butterfly straw sucks too much droopy-bottomed flight flying away with the bee a yellow fuzzy jacket shed at hive some mystery — why do orange blossoms taste the sweetest? Chevrefeuille is the host of Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. Chevrefeuille says: Today I have chosen a modern…
Resolute
image link So I swear on the notes of Pan’s flute Cross my heart I remain resolute Broken heart, checkmated With my love unrequited Lost my taste for sweet juice of love’s fruit. Fandango’s FOWC is resolute and the Word of the Day Challenge is unrequited. Today’s offering is a limerick.
dVerse — Poetics: Movement — Travelers
image link Gaia scoops water from our cursed lands Crops turn to ashes, our home turns to dust Our cow lies dying, her face scored with sand Small Goji’s abed, his fevered face flushed Vultures in dead orange tree, our hopes crushed We pack our possessions with trembling hands Coin enough left, train fare…
dVerse — Prosery #2 — Queen of the Great Lakes
Thunderstorms pushed my small sailboat ever farther from shore. Superior, cold, deep, held skeletons — ships and people – long picked clean by pike and sturgeon, on its sandy feet. Dusk crept into the blackened maelstrom. I remember feeling an overpowering weariness and turning my fate over to the Queen of the Great Lakes; my…
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #96 — Lost and Found and dVerse OLN 7/25/19
Lost and Found Knee high, defunct and demoralized Struggling to rise above gravity’s grip thick ropes attached to anchors tied to my ankles, I stalled as a hot air balloon with a leak trapped in the smog, gasping for oxygen I reached for the hatchet and started chopping right arm muscles screaming with repetitive motion…
Tao-Talk 