Eternal Landscapes I remember everything in my grandparents’ yard, from towering hundred years’ oak to a field of lily-of-the-valley. Oriental poppy and fuschia-hued peonies reached for the sun along the property line rough brick fence. Rose of Sharon to the left side of many-windowed front room. Behind them, in the shade of pines, a stump…
Category: poetry
The Oracle Speaks — Light Melt
like the universemake not secretdark cup o’ nighthard as glassfated must dazzlemelt ocean icein a smile top image “Large Parrot Screams Color,” by Jim Dine, installed at fmg This poem came from The Poet Kit. Today I bought the botanical kit and can’t wait to try it out.
dVerse — MTB — Cloud Fish revisited
Memories like floating on puffsin cortico-limbic fashion;cloud dandelions, blown in huff,soar and dive to feel-triggered whimsto tumble, jumbled in the scuff.Exhausted, yet they rise againto disperse, scattered to the rough.Mere specks with their sails unfastened,return to cosmic hieroglyphs. magic 9 form Grace is today’s host of dVerse’ Meeting the Bar. Grace would like us to…
24 SSPC 34 (2nd week) The Beginning of Summer, (May 5 – 19) Rikka
Haiga-shahai form kigo: water lilies bloom Colleen Chesebro is the host of TankaTuesday. Colleen asks us to write syllabic poetry using one of 24 forms and include seasonal kigo from where we live.
dVerse — Poetics — Waitless
WaitlessHeart in necrotic sorrow,I prepare myself to… wait.Your tardiness attests refusal.Anxious, I must ask whycan’t you glean my despair? A filthy blindness’ habit of time.Robe-cocooned, poised for tea timewith brew that sleeps sorrow,mutes screamed despair.In impatience I waitfor your shadowed knock. Whyentrench refusal?Shall mission meet cruel refusalwhen control of early end is time’sonly control we…
dVerse — Q201 — Noneday
Noneday Do you know sacred place in sevensie’s space? A time of no-time? When calendars flee? Breath, unfettered, appreciates all, exists between, within Noneday, all dwells without names, only senses attuned, communed. In wordless apprehension, music of wind travels skin sings stories scent of cinnamon. Note: The word Noneday came to me today when I…
The Oracle Speaks — Ocean Asks
Ocean Asks Ocean asks salt: I will remember, but can desire decay? His dazzle, a brilliant man of steel, to old peace of cake? yes, i know, wrong use of peace, but it was what i had and it fit top image “Abstract Seascape,” by Julia Bars brought to you by magnetic poetry poet’s kit
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