“Essential oils are like little packages of positivity.” – Valerie Ann Worwood, from The Complete Book of Essential Oils and Aromatherapy, 25th Anniversary Edition (2016) Build dreampaths that are Blessed, mindful; balancing Hills and holes along the way, A journeyed setting of the stage For living to bloom. Essential oils of geranium, grapefruit, Petitgrain and…
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dVerse — quadrille — Katz Quadrille
Katz Quadrille Cabbage calls Honey moons Grapes grope Scoby sirens sing Flour water waits Attuned for Wild whooshes Yowling yeasts descend Bashful bacteria nuzzle up Sauerkraut kimchi cha-chas Meandering mead Charismatic chablis Kiwi kombucha kicks San Franciscan sourdough Fermentation frenzy Build it and they will come To learn more about Sandor Katz and Wild Fermentation,…
dVerse — quadrille #94 — Mercy
Mercy I see her. If hawks could roar, her voice would echo off the silent trees. Instead redtail’s plaintive cries enter my ears without fanfare Even cardinals and doves congregated at the feeder Pay no mind to her whine. Dove’s demise comes mid contented coo. WhimsyGizmo (aka De Jackson) is today’s host of dVerse. De…
dVerse — quadrille — Sleep in heavenly peace
Curled in moonglow, warm-blooded family Breathe deeply, chests heaving frost Melting mallow marrow, fur against fur Thump-echoing thumps, living drums thrum night’s resonant hum Crystals crunch time; slinking latecomer Crawls in, yawns. Consensus is that Feathered dinner can wait until breakfast; Dreaming one dream. Note: The title of my quadrille is taken from…
dVerse — quadrille — Coloring Musical December
one-dimensional snowflakes, nesting dolls, ornaments, gingerbread houses, sleighs with ponies, children building snowpeople, trees with red-winged bobbles, sleds pointing downhill, skates going “8”s Hynde’s dirge Ukrainian carol Run-DMC’s Hollis Carey’s want Bing-Bowie’s boy Eartha’s baby Kinks-Elvis father blue Warning: Multi-sensory gestures may evoke spirit. De Jackson (aks WhimsyGizmo) is today’s host of dVerse. De says:…
dVerse — quadrille — Forever Young
Plaster casts taken from soldiers’ mutilated faces (top row), new sculpted faces (bottom row), and final masks (on the table) sit in the studio of Anna Coleman Ladd in 1918. American Red Cross/Anna Coleman Ladd papers/Archives of American Art/Smithsonian Institution Boys of sixteen , knuckles cracking to join Horse clippered skinheads Excited clumps, dazed…
dVerse — quadrille — fortress
Grey skies, leaking rain intruding wind through gaps in north’s stone wall. Returning promise Wistful eyeball peers through, remembers a blue velvet box. Ears imagine a withered heart whimpering, kept guileless faith Wind’s moans accuse Turning away, stumbling rose petals crushed under his heels. Kim from Writing in North Norfolk is…
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