dVerse — Q180 — We’re Swimming

Creeping beastie any form be it slipping ‘neath a door swirling ‘round as morning fog drifting in as morphing cloud sinking bullets drenching rain chilly slides sheets of ice dainty fluff crystal snow constitutes each bag of bones swimming in it our water home De aka WhimyGizmo is today’s host for dVerse’ Quadrille Monday.  De…

The Weekly Smile 072423

I would have to say my biggest weekly smile in the last 7 days was to finish sending out poetry postcards for POPO2023 (Poetry Postcard Festival 2023.)  How it works is you register and pay your registration fee ($15) and in return you are sent a list with your name and the names of 31…

nature haiku

still along spines a green baby monster waits for dinner

Tanka Tuesday 329 — Mourning Doves

you may call them turtle doves; monogamous pairs yet menage a trois at times, during courtship games when wings whistle on take-off, flying fast and straight they live thirty years or more and stay through seasons their streamlined yet pudgy forms, of silk, milked cocoa forage seeds with strut and peck, filling crop caches to…

The Strangest Trees Grow… building narratives with trees.

Facebook is so often a waste of time, but sometimes it comes through with a gem. I found this share at Big Trees Michigan page. The Strangest Trees Grow in East Hampton: At the Folly Tree Arboretum, a natural museum curated by an artist with a historian’s eye, every oak, magnolia and sycamore has its…