finch bob on thistle pecking dashed brown seeds, chirping in warm autumn wind nothing alive feels worried just joy with every breath kigo: (thistle) seeds, (warm) autumn wind Tanka form top image link bottom image link note: plants breathe too! Colleen Chesebro is the host of Tanka Tuesday.
Category: poetry
dVerse — Poetics — Inspired by van Gogh’s, “Window in the Studio”
What am I in the eyes of most people — a nonentity, an eccentric, or an unpleasant person — somebody who has no position in society and will never have; in short, the lowest of the low. All right, then — even if that were absolutely true, then I should one day like to show…
POPO2023 Day 17
Georges Seurat, “The Circus” Killing Blackbirds Small black-feathered bodies plummet one by one; bb gun begins at dawn. Seeing their comrades fall does not deter; their gluttony of suet continues. Cardinals and chickadees watch and wait. Note: this is a fiction/fantasy. No blackbirds were harmed.
Writober Days 15, 16, 17 : Jack-O-Lantern, Vampire, Moon
Moon fills my pumpkin its glow is just right wings of a blood bat unfurl in the night. When honey doth glow midnight Halloween jack-o-lantern smiles with unholy schemes. Where shines a pale neck head of vampire bows o’er warm frozen prey I watch from shadows. My stomach lurches, my gasp makes a sound; meal…
dVerse — Q186 — Angulate(d)
Ori ga me.Fold me as you will;crease my edges,point my corners. Pretty pony?Salt box fortune teller?Dragon? Saint? How shall you bendand turn me? Yet I’m paper,designed for recycleonce binned; or ashif a match set to. top image link for “Blade Runner Unicorn” De Jackson (aka WhimsyGizmo) is today’s host of dVerse’ Quadrille Monday. De says:write…
POPO2023 Day 16
(misidentified on the postcard) Georges Seurat, “Chahut” First, a sour dinner experience; then, a walk across the street to the symphony. Full house, full stage, season finale. Quantity is not quality. Program’s long list of benefactors smile, oblivious. The conductor smiles bravely.
POPO2023 Day 15
Georges Seurat, “The river Seine at La Grande-Jatte” Chirps of birds have turned from plaintive to excited. Worms dance and new insects emerge. The bird bath splashes with roof runoff. Dust and pollen are dashed into mud.
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