November’s Hourglasses donning hoody and quilted vest, she makes her way out to the mailbox. a pale, weak sun washes cold; no relief from wind, no warmth found between junk mail. in disappointment she turns. her steps scuff gravel gray path of the forgotten across the globe, on her deathbed, a woman mourns there’s no…
Category: poetry
dVerse — Poetics — Letters of Love
Barb and Rod when grey dulls life’s gleammind wandering back to bleaknessyour face, grace, returnsyou turn, I follow your lightblack numbness again vanquished Punam is today’s host of dVerse’ Poetics. Punam says:I think, we all have many, maybe hundreds, of unsent and unwritten letters inside us. So let’s write letters today. Write to…
prayers for our best (freeverse)
image link We’re at our best at our worst. Maybe it will take scorched earth before we’ll realize we’ve gone too far. Methodical hollowing of all aspects of life-giving nature, replacing with seeping uncleanable toxins into every crevice hasn’t quite gotten us to the worst. Textured, contextual, mutual hatred followed by sulphurous belching bouts of…
24 SSPC 8 (2nd wk) — The Beginning of Winter (Ritto) (Nov 7-21) — global warming theme (disturbing image warning)
the first month with sleetremains to be seen; it’s moot.snow dropped its blanket,pulled from Mother Nature’s hat;random, crazy bingo balls late winter gardenappears early Novembercrazy bingo ballswhere doom, rather than luck, rulesMother Nature’s imbalance blanket by the firewinter where icebergs existdistant memoriestimes before drought and floods rulebefore bears became extinct tanka formtop image link Colleen…
dVerse — Q189 (2) — Lost in the Mist
Yellowed film spins reel, buoy’s roulette, blinking green, then red, in wind- rattled notes, silent sound through fish-dense mist’s shroud of moonlessness. I, upturned, paste-faced, full starkers, wet-footed, numb red fingertipped, & windbreaker whipped, am waiting. Are “we” flotsam, jetsam, lagan, or finally derelict? [44 words] top image link Note: I have a general idea…
dVerse — MTB — Fun with Anagrams (2) — Peaceful
plea plea plea cue lull fluff all ape fleece all flap puff all clap appall all fall flee puce place cull puce fleas peace leap alpaca cape lace lapel ace flaff peeps feel full alula cupful ale up up up feel feel feel ful peace more new terms: flaff (flapping, fluttering) alula = structure on…
Oracle 111123 — Summer’s Skin
Enormous petals moon usboiling whispery chants;sad cool sea, frantic sleep,repulsive fluff we elaborateand suits life here. But up there in the peachby day we soar light,sun luscious urge, drunkas a puppy by mad wind;my tongue licks summer’ssmooth skin. thank you magnetic poetry online for making the Oracle possible and easy to tap into
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