dVerse — Haibun Monday — 2fer

Night Light Earlier last week, after seeing the moon peeking in through the blinds in my bedroom, I wrote a poem about it to Bjorn’s prompt. Later last week, dusk was falling as I returned home from running errands. I saw her there, rising through trees across the street. captive, we point at her still…

Doodads from the past week

This past week was a whirlwind of activities and barely time to transfer photos from camera to computer to share. This past Tuesday I was on my way to FMG when suddenly both lanes of traffic halted.  It was difficult to see what was going on ahead, only that lanes were crawling.  As my car’s…

The Oracle Speaks — Secret of Harmony

Secret of Harmony Never wither; feel peace in the sacred garden which you light. Soon tendrils climb deep beneath moss. Soft sanctuary, bloom from dark, fertile winter world.

dVerse — MTB — alliteration — Night’s Possessions

Night’s Possessions Black velvet veiled, bright visitor alightsslipping through slats, staining them; whiteeerie eyeball, entering my musingsas a large leering (lunatic perhaps?)Incensed at her ingress, ill-preparedto defend my dreams, indubitably I resist.I love you, my lovely; but Luna, they’re mine. Björn is today’s host of dVerse’ Meeting the Bar. Björn says:today I want you to…

dVerse — Poetics — Happy Birthday, Kurt Cobain

Kurt Cobain art She eyes me like a Pisces when I am weak — Kurt Cobain, from “Heart-Shaped Box“ With practiced, sterile, gloved hands she tosses sample on tray. Her flat black eyes alight as she studies an oddity — that is me. Incongruous specimen, distinct from any like, unearthly beast snagged in satellite net,…

24 SSPC 22 (1st Week) Snow Becomes Rain (2/19 – 3/4) Usui

Shadorma Series Monet Ekphrastic morning breaks through with spirit song veil lifts, clear, no secrets, spring proclaims its arrival we all sing along melting snow from rooftop trickles to greening one season relinquishes icy grip spring sun blue cradle leave stale air take a walk with me! mottled green snow shadows we crunch along the…

dVerse — Q195 — Born in Touch

Born In Touch All that is,atoms’ motion,born in touch,nudging,reachingconnection: eyes meeting,ears listening,tongues tasting,fingers brushing,words articulating,emptiness speaking,souls intertwining in realms inside/outside time, space, places. Old stones testifythrough seasons:each of 10k thingsrecycled incarnationsin perpetuity. top image link De aka Whimsygizmo is today’s host for dVerse’ Quadrille Monday. De wants us to write a 44-word poem using the…