when quivered lines sigh stable when gentle breeze bare stirs when heart affirms its able when I rest among the ferns I'll sing, recall your fable as hawks fly o'er the trees I'm bound to you, a cable like blooms are bound to bees forgot is “wrong,” the label instead is love renewed return to… Continue reading #MM Saturday Mix — Your love’s return
Alice Gone Wild Our girths and portals swell and shrink, Adhere, adjust to what we eat, Our appetites great stones that sink; Condemn our home for taste of meat, We lie and kill and steal and cheat To have first choice to fuck hot pink. Design the odds; we can't be beat. World by… Continue reading dVerse — Alice Gone Wild
We are here The big red “X'es” mark our sheltered places. We're trapped like rats as death breathes in our faces. We each knew that this day would come in theory, When nature's wrath would turn on us in fury. We're numb and pray and think we can survive this. We're watching news while nibbling… Continue reading What do you see # 24 — We are here
The world's walking on a wire Life juggling exploding balls Each hoping nobody falls Yet some will soon sing with the choir. Beneath us all there's a fire Be it hell or hell on earth That has been played with since birth Soaring death rate shows it's dire. Shall we get out of this mire?… Continue reading #MM — Saturday Mix — covid-19 quatrain
Mainstream arrows all point the same Consume, borrow, compete, obey When thoughts ping pong another way With pills, snorts, sips – “if” fades away It's chancy if you choose to play Mind wanders, careful what you say Land of the free – til you resist Drowning waves come, you get my gist? Get your message… Continue reading Reena’s Exploration Challenge #118 — One way?
The Wanderer Springtime season's when the growing Sunshine comes and the soil, it warms Plants and critters pulse with knowing Feed store sells pheasant chicks when born Orphaned, boxed, sold by the dozen Instead of nuts, seeds, berries, corn Protein mash, their distant cousin Lost to nature, tamed and forlorn Ignoring nature's ways and means… Continue reading The Wanderer and dVerse OLN
One of my favorite poems even before I began to write poetry is Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's poem, “A Psalm of Life.” It's one I've turned to many times when I've needed a jolt of encouragement, and it has worked every time. Aside from the positive, life-affirming message, the idea that somewhere along the way I… Continue reading dVerse — imitation practice — Grace Transformed
A Tale of Two Chickens A small hut set high at the foot of Tien Sheltered Lu, his wife, Li, and their infant, Shenyen They fished, they grew rice, ate eggs from their hens. Days of labor met nights with sweet song winter wren Chickens' ways varied if in or out of their pen. When… Continue reading dVerse — metaphor — A Tale of Two Chickens
freckle deep so swirled the spell blood hues imbued canvas infused a treasure tell languid cloak fold upon fold texture behold master stroke hourglasses tell soulblasted veneer etched forgery – tear, one by one, fell senses asleep heart overwrought account overdrawn on love a freckle deep Mish is the host of dVerse today. Mish… Continue reading dVerse — quadrille #84 — quatrain — Freckle Deep
"Glimmer of Hope," by Matt Talbert Terminal Wasteland? Each of us convinced of our unlovability Each of us inverse possessed of sensibility Blind to darker templates of old brands from long ago On a boat that had no sails, no oars, and's full of holes Worked with sightless striving to prove right our deepest fears… Continue reading dVerse — quatrain — Terminal Wasteland?