Johnny Flynn, photo by Eleanor Janelink takes you to a 2021 guitar.com article on Johnny Here we are at the first (week) of April, all fools for one thing or another. Like Nancy said, there are a lot of songs out there with April in songs or song titles. While scanning for an artist I…
Category: poetry
A2Z 2025 — Day 1 — Angel and Arborvitae
Angel I saw the angel at the garden shop and knew I wanted her in the yard. Made of concrete, I needed help loading her into the trunk of the car. Underestimating her weight and overestimating my strength, when I lifted her off of the wheelbarrow? wagon? to set on the back patio, I dropped…
dVerse OLN 381 and 3/18 Poetics Tuesday: Ode to My Granddaughter
Ode To My Granddaughter(fashioned upon Keat’s, “Ode to a Nightingale”)My bones ache and weariness pervades;My qi wanes as it disperses to four winds,Sucked away, gone into vastness of space.It’s time for time’s reckoning; its vortex spins.But you, Dear Granddaughter, dancingThere, singing melodious beats among trees.You, fresh sprung youth, no concept of worry,We watch you, so…
dVerse Q220 Seed (with update)
SeedKindly gardener frees asfreeze subsides. Warm,unfurled, gives thanks.Once shallow engraved,its green now etches topsoil, a sign life continues after fall. Dry, miniscule,forgotten in an icy sleep,its purpose suspended,put in a packet, shelved,until sold as commodity. 032425: snow still left at 4:22pm The photo is of a stevia seed that sprouted overnight. Last year we walked…
Old Dairy Building
Looking at pics of Kerfe’s doors for Thursday Doors and one building caught my eye. It looks like a building here in town, or what it used to look like. Back when I was a kid they still delivered milk in milk trucks. This was one of the dairy delivery companies in town. The…
Doodads — Hair Goes Electronic, Chet Atkins, and Johnny Cash x 2
I went to the library this morning to pick up the last disc of S3 of Farscape and drop off the previous disc. Donated books, etc. are along an area you pass while going in. There, calling out, was a box full of old LPs in mint condition. Most of them were classical, but of…
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…
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