Dark Angel for earthweal

At age of five became I blindBad nerves to blame that made me screamCursed I our God for act unkindYet all, my friend, ’twas not as seemed The act upon heaped thoughts unkindTurned out to have a brighter themeThrough haunts did stray the other fiveTo caves of dreams with golden seams Each night I searched…

#MM Saturday Mix — Your love’s return

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…

dVerse — Alice Gone Wild

  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…

What do you see # 24 — We are here

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…

#MM — Saturday Mix — covid-19 quatrain

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?…

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #118 — One way?

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…

The Wanderer and dVerse OLN

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…