dVerse Prosery Monday — Awake

There’s a lullaby for suffering — Leonard Cohen, from “You want it darker.” She’s running, her lungs sucking air. She’s lost on a mountainous path. She’s being pursued; by whom or what she is unsure. Focused on behind, she trips on a tree root and hurls forward, airborne, and lands on sharp granite. She feels…

Lake Michigan Sunset 030225

This above pic shows 3 lighthouses.  Two are on one side of the channel that goes between Lake Michigan and Muskegon Lake.  It was bitterly cold out there as we walked to the “icebergs” along the shore.  

dVerse Poetics Tuesday — First Window

First WindowOverbreathed, stale, closed systemwhere months feel like life sentence;where clouds press on in suffocation,denying screen’s supply of fresh new;too afraid of price to skin and purse, too blind to cost of lungs and spirit.Called by muffled crows & kite-straddling March lion glass, I reachfor latch and fling it aside, proudfor this one small act…

dVerse Q219 — Given, Hoots

Given, HootsHow many:adventuresbottles of boozecloudy daysdreamsexcusesflushesgiven, hootshair tiesincontinence padsjukeboxeskillings, televisionliesmusic, hours ofnovelsorgasmsplantsquestionsraviolisunny daystune-outsunavailable menverseswonders(e)xhumationsyellow flowerszigguratsin one person’s lifetime? De Jackson (aka Whimsy Gizmo) is today’s host for dVerse’ Quadrille Monday. De wants us to write a 44-word poem using hoot.

dVerse — Crazy Mary (repost from 2018, with PJ song added)

gif link CRAZY MARY Carefree girl, at homestead safe, with her familyWhen 10, a flu stole her mom, in great agonyWhen 12, wild boar took her dad to hereafterWhen 14, sis ran away, not seen thereafter When 15, brother left for war, never to returnAlone, lived by chickens, snares, veggies – and she learnedBaker’s visits…