Shiitake Love (a tanka)

Shiitake tells me he’s in love while I prep soup one Spring afternoon; his scissor end but delayed — hot and sour must be made. Imagine my surprise and delight when I was cutting up dried shiitake mushrooms for a batch of sweet and sour soup and found this.  What are the odds?

dVerse — MTB — Insomnia (after A Psalm of Life by Longfellow)

“Insomnia,” by Alicia Audi Sheep long a-snore, numbersacross hour hand crawls. Ah, to dream,recall, perhaps as far back as slumbersin the days of my infancy, it seems. When days were long, labor earnest,sleep was but by-product not goal,a seamless shift of wake-sleep. Returnestme please to exhaustion. Refresh this soul! Oh, dark-shadowed eyes’ sorrowof midnight’s stare,…

Tanka Tuesday 318 — Please See Me Again!

The Expected One 1860, painting by Ferdinand Georg Waldmüller (Museum: Bavarian State Painting Collections) Lost in each incarnation, She rouses to rose perfume; Another regret of love passed. Forever he waits on bended knee For her to see him again; alas she’s Lost in each incarnation. From hills to fields to woodland path Generations have…

dVerse — Chipmunk Home Sweet Home

under the bird feeder.  date on picture is 11/15/18.  please notice that hole near the critter. image found at this blog Chipping brown-furred critters love to dig showy Holes to dependent tunnels in angles and depths, Intentional architecture branches to utilitarian Pretty dirt condo: runway, pantries, drainage, and Mondo leaf-cushioned sleep and nesting pod for…

dVerse — Q175 — dawn arise

shadow topography disorients, deceptive black map suspends us with starlight along dark paths. stumbles fall in dream- less sleep to dawn. arise now blank slate upon which to draw dawn’s sunlight topography, earth’s dirty receptivity. in rainbow geometry, kernels germinate to blossom-scented reign. top image:  Hourglass- The short Eternity by Italia-Ruotolo-Art Whimsygizmo aka (De Jackson)…

Kerfe’s RWG 7 — Melted Wax

Mackenzie Davis as Mariette in Blade Runner 2049 my knotty, curly apparel,purple cactus coat, fringesits naughty dance; latches,smothers, and thrills withscalding strange draw asregret boils in amber glass insidious pretend whimsykeys its caress, scratchesunreachable itch to smashnests of enthusiastic grips;hushed prisons, melted wax.   Note:  I did not write this poem with the character in…