“Pink Bayou” by Stacey Strugatz I languish a dark lagoon, trapped in brackish waters, a sand bar desert from love. Gulls glide drafts and laugh at jokes without punchlines. Day fades to new moon tide whispers and laps its way; channel etched by dawn to swim blue’s pink again. Melissa is today’s host for dVerse’…
Category: poetry
The Oracle — tanka
sing more like bluebird giggle at our song between find love essential whisper happy flower breath wonder makes raining laughter
dVerse — OLN 353 — Pledge
Let There Always Be Light — Rebecca Elson Vervain sage incense thin reeds to ceiling sky. Kneeled bedside to pray: Let there always be light My anxious crawl to reve’s tempered breath’s scrawl, a fathomless, immutable pledge: there shall ever be. Top photo is by Maxim Sivyi Grace is today’s host for dVerse’ Open Link…
24 SSPC 15 Early Cold (1st week) (Jan 5- 20) Shokan
crumpled wrapping paper, tossed like year’s end, makes way; fresh snow falls… doorbell rings; florist with snowdrops! Scented promise, from old lover, who steps out, from behind florist, bows and asks, “new beginnings?” kigo used: snowdrops new beginnings sijo form top image link Colleen Chesebro is the host of TankaTuesday. Colleen says: Your syllabic poetry…
dVerse — Poetics — Litotes — It isn’t that…
It isn’t that the green of grass is displeasing to my eye, as green is one of my favorite colors: a pennant of life. It isn’t that quiet isn’t appreciated when plows sit garaged, restless minds need every appurtenance to peace’ mirage. It isn’t that winds don’t titillate as they nibble my cheeks, yet may…
24 SSPC 14 Winter Solstice (2nd week) (Dec 21 – Jan 4) Touji
Open Shopping sales Boxing Dayblinders fall, turn to seehomeless who look like me;smile, ask to tea. Will New Year’s Eve closes yearreborn babe upon dawnblank slate potential yawnswith will to good. Warm Long cold walk around lakeHow do the birds stay warm?Wings touching, safe from harm.My hot drink: Cheers! top image by Michael S. Williamson…
The Oracle Says: Symphony
“Pin on the Sun King“ day will be purple suit or it can boil as ached moanegg sun drooling juice languidly eating through screamsfingering my arm fluffing breast beneath gownplay above like moon mad mist smell blow awaylove dressed summer ship wind’s luscious peach music sing me
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