dVerse Q240 — At Mercy

At MercyWhen temps dip belowzero, wind moans bite-numbing frostbite song;at midnight, quiet sighs,a clicking trip: mini-splitdies. Layering buffer works for pudgy humans, cats;wee fishies not so much.We, at mercy of Motherand Machine, firetroubleshooting;ah! warm again!Notes: I’ve had 3 power outages this winter. One was via the power company with downed trees, with power/heat restored within…

dVerse Q239 — when…

when… when you’re lostin ruminationdown a dark hole when you’re doom-scrolling, wound uptight in agitation you may needa bit ofrespite when you leastwant to do itfind a way to smile sun sear throughclouds. gold gleamon snow For anyone who hasn’t watched, “The Life of Chuck,” I highly recommend it. De Jackson (aka whimsygizmo) is today’s…

dVerse Q238 — Sleep Will Have to Wait

image by Daniel Sleep Will Have to Wait Oh, how I longto curl up,warm-cocooned,for crescent’s dreamlight’s long night. Alas, winter dreamsto hibernate must wait.Faithful frigid friendextends their visit. Awake, I step into wool socks,shove into gloves,layer paint to show snowdrifts some churning love. Mish is today’s host of dVerse’ Quadrille Monday.  Mish wants us to…

dVerse Q237 — ZFG

image link ZFGShe used to say it when corrected,criticized,warned,reminded,advised,otherwise suggested;as a child,a teen,adult;as a mother,employee,partner;from a friend,sometimes an enemy,a cop,a government:“I give zero fucks.”And she did as she pleased. Melissa Lemay is today’s host of dVerse’ Quadrille Monday. Melissa wants us to write a 44-word poem using the word zero. This poem is written with…

dVerse Q236 — Every Baby’s Lullaby

my mom and my oldest son Every Baby’s Lullaby Let me croon a lullabycoax the open from your eyes.Let your dreams be gentle things;daffodils and bluebird wings.Safely in your cradle sleep;starlight soften midnight’s keep… Sing now, world, to babe, to wakewith kind notes for them to take. I am today’s host of dVerse’ Quadrille Monday,…

dVerse Q235 — Whirled Peas

dreaming kwan yin (2021) Whirled Peas Soul curls, warm cushionfor pearl purse respite in hardened world.Soft for a girlwithout fur,naked cur,unworthy,unfurled,unsure.Herewhirledpeas makesmanifest cream,love’s purest scheme.Middlin’s construct, meshwithout outlying extremes,without supreme agendas; with fuzzy, cooperative dreams. De Jackson (aka whimzygizmo) is today’s host for dVerse’ Quadrille Monday, where De would like us to write a 44-word…

dVerse — Q234 — Anime Girl

Blue platform shoes. Courtesy Vivienne Westwood. Photo Victoria and Albert Museum, London Anime Girl Stepped from eighties anime,she’s topped,pink mop’sridge falls togreen almonds.Her zygomatsappled rapture.Lipstick smile,bulldog chin,bobble necksouths, slender,to shadow valley.She’s sheathed in pressed purpleelastic sparkle.Her sequins lighttwo matchsticks strike blueplatform shoes. Punam is today’s host of dVerse’ Quadrille Monday, where we write a 44-word…