seasons sing of struggle chores demand our action can’t get any traction down and just can’t juggle underserved with chuckles need reboot of passion daydreams of sweet dally night dreams filled with diddle double cream finale noted worthy assay notch headboard with tally answers need no riddle mindful be in both worlds oyster growing new…
Category: poetry
dVerse — Poetics — Alchemy of Freedom
Ahmad Shamlou The misconception of totalitarianism is that freedom can be imprisoned. This is not the case. When you constrain freedom, freedom will take flight and land on a windowsill. — Ai Weiwei They cough at soot of hell’s belchlong before others smell smoke. They hear change in morning notes;doves flutter away, ravens…
Kerfe’s RWG 9 — Music of the Night
Far-flung, afield, dusk travel’s magnet draws moonglow painted shadow space. I pause to note rough sounds cease asnight’s homely adjustment commences.Soft rustles, steps, flutterings stitch air,litter low, just over there, now whispers here.Sense a thousand ears tuning their stationsfrom light’s brash cymbal-clapped squawksto Hammond B of night’s sweet clarinets. top image by Dokkar Kerfe is…
Snow in May
I am expecting rain today; looking out, I see cottonwood snow.
dVerse — OLN 338 — Embraced, Alive (a sestina)
The love embrace of the universe the earth mexico myself diego and senor xolotl – by Frida Kahlo Looking out upon our world I feelWonder at it all. With joy and hurt,Living threads to weave in light and grief, Heartbeat rhythms, warp and weft in grace.Ev’ry life rise from, return to, dust;Spanning, cherish lush brocade…
Art-ificially Yours — Tonight’s Dessert
Ima finish this song, then comes dessert. Can you guess who’s chosen tonight? Picasso Piano Tiger AI image with Bing by Paula Light Paula Light is the host of Art-ificially Yours.
dVerse — Poetics — Slipping into Surrealism with Erik Johansson — “Cumulus and Thunder”
“Cumulus and Thunder,” by Erik Johansson Waldo loves to play god but he’s just a sheep shearer. Who does he think he is deciding the weather, entrapping us poor little fuzzy creatures and taking our warmth so we can do his bidding. Since when did god ever need helpers? Oh, he has such a serious…
Tao Talk 