dawn rescue spring dawn pours prickly pear rescue first coffee rubber boots skittering and wet, I move her to the carport Prickly pear cactus is native to Michigan. I bought this one 2-3 years ago. The first winter she was planted on the north side of the house, under an overhang to not get too…
Category: poetry
dVerse — Poetics — Rough Old Gal
Photo by John McKaveney: Bright Moon (used with permission) Rough Old Gal Pockmarked and balding she spins in flux through sunshines and shadows. She’s a rough old gal a steady satellite I’ve learned to hitch my rope to. She’s got my back. This-here John fella snapped her in her glory. Isn’t it funny how we…
dVerse — Q198 — Suckered
Sunshine Lollipops and Rainbows – Left Panel by Tanielle Childers Suckered Shop me as a list,check the boxes off,pray untwine my twist. Contour me with heat,sculpted to your fancy,bind me, sugar sweet,lollipopped, entrancing. Lick me as your prize,beyond the chewy center,until there’s nothing leftexcept an empty wrapper. Returning from a month-long poetry hiatus, I am…
dVerse — Prosery — Jumped
all of the names swallowed up by the cold — from Tomas Tranströmer’s poem, “After Someone’s death” She is Freud’s example of what happens when the first step is jumped. From daddy and mummy, then uncles and cousins, to neighbors and strangers, to lovers and spouses, her unprotected vulnerability is an opportunity to be exploited…
24 SSPC 22 (2nd Week) Snow Becomes Rain (2/19 – 3/4) Usui and dVerse OLN 357
Flower Power here we walk hand in hand as brown grounds us umbrella flies blue***** snow melts’ running streams ***********blossom winter aconite stemmed butter petals call spring forth accompanied by drips, soughs, chirps, songs Witch Hazel look ahead! confetti is raining down to celebrate spring! butter sun kernels pop; witch hazel with its big heart…
dVerse — Poetics — leaping through
open blinds flood morning sun cats curl ankles; loose slider two furred, lithe streaks jostle through leaping into bright top image cats in sun (not my cats!) dodoitsu form I am today’s host of dVerse’ Poetics. I say: write about Leap Year, leaping, or an ekphrastic to the given image.
Totoro’s Emissary (freeform)
Totoro’s Emissary Seeing her there, more wondering why she didn’t run than anything else, I finally figured out why she didn’t. This was no squirrel. She was sent as emissary from the great round himself, Totoro. image link For those who aren’t familiar with this beloved character, learn more here.
Tao-Talk 