still along spines a green baby monster waits for dinner
Category: poetry
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…
dVerse — Prosery — Controlling Interest (warning: disturbing content)
image link For beauty is nothing but the beginning of terror. from “The First Elegy”, Duinos Elegies by Rainer Maria Rilke Why do so many stop short, Edward queried his alter ego, Harry. For beauty is nothing but the beginning. Of terror, not the feeling of, but the inducing and witnessing of, Edward was an…
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…
first food 2023
I’m eating a stir fry made from the above veggies I fresh picked from the plants today (except for the blackberries, which I called dessert and ate first.) The peppers were grown from the 5 seeds I got from the library. Nothing tastes better than food you’ve grown from a seed. Nature is generous and…
dVerse MTB — Swimming Fish (Imayo)
Wandering through (long-gone) mall, many moons ago,I happened on two hippies; upon their velvetcloth morphology of jade, many-hued polishedcarvings, reasonably priced; one fish swam away. Laura is today’s host of dVerse’ Meet the Bar. Laura says (here paraphrased:)Write an Imayo form poem about a rock in celebration of International Rock Day.
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