when… when you’re lostin ruminationdown a dark hole when you’re doom-scrolling, wound uptight in agitation you may needa bit ofrespite when you leastwant to do itfind a way to smile sun sear throughclouds. gold gleamon snow For anyone who hasn’t watched, “The Life of Chuck,” I highly recommend it. De Jackson (aka whimsygizmo) is today’s…
Category: poetry
The Oracle Speaks — About Ache
About AcheSymphony skin, honey dream,rock crushing diamond driveis in me, boiling beneathdelirious fiddle music;but shadow has shot throughmeanly with never, itssleepy, lazy chants coollust in blue blows. It’s been awhile since consulting The Oracle. Magnetic Poetry Original Set
dVerse MTB/Forms Thursday — Abecedarian Brave Bards
“The Bard,” by Lincoln Brasel Abecedarian Brave BardsMyriad are tales each tell;Nestled into life, they areOpened as a gift when right.Pearls that form from healing scarsQuestion not when they arrive.Ready ears and eyes will noteSharing feels a privilege.Tiptoes through a blossom field,Undulating shadows withVibrant iridescent sweeps.Willing wafts of varied s(c)ents,Xylem seeds may cultivateYeti soils of…
A mixed music bag quiz #1
1. Which Scandinavians were Super Trooper’s in 1980? No idea, but I’ll guess Sweden. 2. Whose first of many hits was “Your Song” in 1971? Elton John 3. Which song has been recorded by Elvis Presley, the Sex Pistols and Frank Sinatra? My Way 4. Which Beach were Martha and the Muffins on in 1980?…
Dverse Poetics Tuesday – Detail, Immediacy, Revelation, Oh My!
by Marcel Herms What are we going to do with Pet?It sits on the side lot of a bigger housepale green vinyl siding covers most;but chewed looking boards act as hembetween cinder block foundation andlifeless-looking dirt surrounding converted garage turned slum rental.The mother comes to the dirty white door in faded pink waitress uniform, bleachedhair…
dVerse Haibun Monday — Winter Bones
Bones of Winter White crystal bones, strewn on the surface of the land. A million bones to sift through to reconstruct a framework of reference. Cold, inert, matters to be melted, moved, covered, walked on by all manner of living beings. Piles of bones, pushed and blown into convenient places. Crumbles and patterns, geometric shapes…
Laugh (repost from September, with a few names added)
LaughIt’s a rotten system.No wonder it’s going under.Congress, funded lackieswith investmentsin their Overlords’ stocks,E’erbody wrapped upin rhetoric while cities burn.Body count rises,and innocents disappeared.Protests shine limelighton decay to the world,but what does it DO?What drives despotsmad is our belly laughs.Lungs bellow blades,slice into revealing truth,outing throughgelatinous rancid goo.Laugh as if your freedomdepended on it. This…
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