The Oracle Speaks — Sanctuary (for Kerfe)

Bright brown bird, a peace on green, sanctuary between earth and cold moon. brown thrasher photo by Thomas Cizauskas both a magnet poem *and* an American Sentence I looked at the word list given today at magnet poems and “bright brown bird” jumped out at me.  I immediately thought of Kerfe’s “Draw a Bird Day”…

dVerse — MTB — All Belong

All Belong Grandbaby’s too young! Pre-school is too long! Care-free days too short! Let her be awhile, running in the fields. Let her be a child (with) [not student with rules] unencumbered smiles! Sleepless grandma frets. Soundless voice with soothe: “Try to understand; impotent upsets waste your energy. Incorporate sense: all belong to world.” Acceptance…

dVerse — Q205 — Quadrille to Sulfur Cosmos

Sulfur cosmos, bright constellationed suns, call to bees’, butterflies’, hums’ of hunger to slake on pollenous, nectared sums.They give, even through rainstorms, until their now-husked offers have no more. Spent, sparse, dark brown spikes callme, beg to be jarred until spring church. De Jackson (aka whimsygizmo) is today’s host of dVerse’ Quadrille Monday. De wants…

24 SSPC 41 (3rd week) The Summer Solstice (June 21 – July 6) Geshi — seox form series and dVerse OLN 366

i. summer celebrationsummer bringsinherent celebrationwhen grandfather sun smilesupon his childrenreaching for hima green loveii. swimming poolsparkling flirtshe ripples cool promisesto steal your heat and sweatfrom grandfather sunplunge into herrefreshmentiii. watermelongreen-white eggiconic picnic desserton kitchen counter waitsparched palates are quenchedby its openedsacrifice Seox series Colleen Chesebro is the host of TankaTuesday.  Colleen gave us some possible…

dVerse — Haibun Monday — Arise! (for Kamala)

Arise! (for Kamala) I’m not real hyped-up on the 2024 Olympics. Too many other things on my mind.  Like America floundering with the shadow of fascism. Like innocent women calling 911 and being shot in the face by psycho cops. Like genocide taking place overseas with our financial blessings. Like Russia waiting, rabid vultures. I…