A Man Called Ay Eye (Limerick) by Anonymous There once was a man who liked creating. He thought it was quite invigorating. It was rather law, But not very ahh, He couldn’t resist alienating. Thanks to Datamuse, whose word engine was used to complete the poem. Created on 23rd February 2023. Auto Praise for A…
Category: poetry
dVerse — MTB — AI am a poet and artist.
The sky of the morning was painted a brilliant shade of blue, with clouds like heavenly floating islands of white, and the sun glistening through like a beacon of hope. A dove flew across the ethereal scene, its wings flapping softly and creating ripples in the tranquil air. From the distant hillside came a chorus…
Tanka Tuesday 308 Ekphrastic
Portrait of Lady Agnew of Lochnaw (1865-1932) by John Singer Sargent, Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons she loves my brother yet insists on teasing me only in dreams is she mine satin sheen shimmers prettily wrapped package rests, waits to be opened violet eyes mesmerize with asp’s arrogance kisses steal it all away I think…
dVerse Q170 (2nd one) — Datura’s Symphony
Datura, pale, mute blossom, listens inthe cold, dark purple night, as the moon stays a lost prisoner in towered clouds.She eschews silence; instead yearnsfor dreamed notes in her stone cavern: lost music’s echoed strains of moaned liquid silk and vermillion-scented sins. 2nd on for Linda’s dVerse prompt of “music” for a quadrille
dVerse Q170 — Song of Spring
Music me with season’snotes, cast bright light streams that alchemize dark, dispel; bringing not leaves butarrivals, fresh green sprung. Butter dandelion mop tops ascend as first bee manna;crocus buds bowl to striped lilac, thawed humus notes tickle my pinked ivory nose. Linda Lee Lyberg is today’s host for dVerse’ Quadrille Monday. Linda says:write a…
Tanka Tuesday 307 — Cupid’s Season
love, rearrange; alchemize life in my heart’s ossified veins may liquid rose flow as burgeoning joy in Spring’s fresh rains Compression form poem Colleen Chesebro is the host of Tanka Tuesday. Colleen says: This week’s challenge is Synonyms Only. That means you have to select synonyms for the two words below. You can’t use the…
dVerse — Prosery — Empty Promise
This year’s a different thing, – I’ll not think of you. — Charlotte Mew, from “I so liked spring” Five years ago: “I swear, they wait until I fall asleep to come in and do their pusher, scavenger, and vampire duties,” you whisper from the rumpled bed. The dark circles under your eyes match the…
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