i’m pretty and round like a mushroomi’m orange-striped like a muskmeloni’m buried in dirt like a seedgreen stems spring from mewhat am i?oh look, i have eyesa special potato?look closeyou’ll seei’m a toad frogbright me.i live in a zoofor me it’s okthey feed me wellcan you tell? Younger son and his fam went to the…
Category: poetry
Petals of Haiku and Tranquility anthologies being added to Museum of Haiku Literature in Japan
Gabriela Marie Milton, Editor of Publishing House, Literary Revelations, just announced that both of these haiku anthologies have found a home at The Museum of Haiku Literature in Japan. I must say, I’m delighted to learn it, and I’m proud to have haiku in both.
The Oracle Speaks — Listen and dVerse OLN 390
ListenListen to my seasonedwinter bright daffodil,a knower who breathesof Eden sweet sanctuary.Walk there, wander intuitionas summer wind climbs earth,arises like blue animal spirit.Behold wild things shine andleave deep rooted secret.Life falls, a blossomresting gentlecome soft, quiet dusk. The Oracle, aka magnet poetry. Grace is the host of dVerse’ Open Link Night.
dVerse’ MTB Thursday — Do Plants Go To Heaven?
Do Plants Go to Heaven?Where did crinkle-petaled salmon poppies gothat blossomed along painted white brick fencebetween gramma & grampa’s place and uncle’s?Where did stunted white rose of sharon tree go, under yard-wide shade of oaks, centered with redblossoms, within child’s reach, adults face high?Where did giant lilac trees go, perfuming yard;cut down to stumps by…
dVerse Poetics Tuesday — Walk About
Felt Mansion Walk AboutI stand up from the sturdy wooden armed school chairand follow the gurgle to aquarium whose water is too lowset between two windows, as dusk falls the birds haveflown and deer graze tender grass and clover out other.Open slider into atrium that is still too warm; thirsty plantprisoners behind glass call out…
dVerse — Prosery Monday — Future’s Garden
“William Morris 6” The future gathers in vine, bush, and tree:Persimmon, walnut, loquat, fig, and grape”by Yvor Winters from Time and the Garden Future’s Garden She wakes to coughs, groans, and clanks. Rubbing her eyes, crusted with dust, she winces and wonders how much time she has before her clouded corneas become blindness. Or will…
Liberty Molested
I created this collage after Roe v. Wade was overturned. Things have gotten so much worse since then. light’s blaze must melt ice while dreaming of heads rolling thoughts congeal with blood
Tao-Talk 