Learn more about “The Bunkers’ Chairs” (I flipped the image to show how they were set up on the show) here. “Ah chee!” “Dingbat!” “Meathead!” “Baby Girl” “Daddy!” Archie and Edith’s chairs are on exhibit in The Smithsonian. A pudgy little man with the tongue of a white deviland a teeny weeny little weenie….
Category: poetry
dVerse — Prosery — Eclipse
You drew stars around my scars–from Taylor Swift’s song, “Cardigan,”taken from her record Folklore. Eclipse Bionauts, our filaments had been floating in cosmoplasm through innumerable incarnations. When the threads of our irredeemable ills intersected, they caught and twisted together, anchoring each other. Agog and giddy, the blossom of grace bloomed in a garden of gratitude….
dVerse Poetics Tuesday — Niched
NichedAs meat puppets deteriorate towhere the end is nigh, we fly.Cyber-medical upload centerssiphon us while electric sparksstill crackle, into titanium-glassflash drives. Tiny-coffined, ourfamily pods shell out for one dayof resurrection each year.Fearful and careless call it zombie palacea place where dusteds attend year-round;for each, an annual androidal dance.Columbarium ash plants our treesalong sweeping forest hills,…
dVerse Q213 — A Prayer
A PrayerBefore looking outdoorsI reach for sun glasseswith which to enlivenstick webs, brown scrub,and grey. To say it will be a Mr. Rogers Day.A season of now, wherewe, within the all of it,smile and say, “Howdy,Neighbor.” Amen. I am today’s host of dVerse’ Quadrille Monday, back after a very enjoyable few weeks off. Today’s prompt…
POPO2024 Group 19 Photo and Cento
Group 19 Cento (with a few Group 1 stragglers)It’s all too easy staying turned in on oneself,An obligation and a test.Discern between inevitable and fixable.Trappings of terrestrial connection,They tasted like mountain muscle;I couldn’t fathom where they led.Some things take their time.Perhaps it is our cloud-constellation imaginations?Our souls bide, rooted in our mother earth signals.Heart is…
paradelle 2 — Autumn soothes for winter
most recent pic taken of the crows at fmg autumn soothes for winterbrown polliwogs, blue fish wigglebrown polliwogs, blue fish wigglechildren from shore watch, gigglechildren from shore watch, giggleblue fish watch, polliwogs gigglebrown children wiggle from shoreorange fox hops through tall grassorange fox hops through tall grasswillow tree yellow whoosh in windwillow tree yellow whoosh…
POPO2024 Day 63
Smell of halitosis rises in hot airas I balance in a blue kayak.Basics down, I paddle along.White feathers fluff on duckweedon still marshland carpet.Stately swan line slices throughexpanse bordered with cattail.Great blue heron statued, fixates on her afternoon repast.Green herons rough cackleas they fly from hidden reed nest.Surface ripples, alive with whatis just under it….
Tao-Talk 