dVerse — Prosery — Polar Dark

And I’ll bury my soul in a scrapbook, with the photographs there and the moss. From, “Take This Waltz” by Leonard Cohen Polar Dark When summers brushed our skin and winters pulled us close, sun and snow shone sparkly and clean, servants of love’s season. When autumn stayed, dysfunctional limbo, a gloom of weighing and…

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The Oracle Speaks — Sanctuary (for Kerfe)

Bright brown bird, a peace on green, sanctuary between earth and cold moon. brown thrasher photo by Thomas Cizauskas both a magnet poem *and* an American Sentence I looked at the word list given today at magnet poems and “bright brown bird” jumped out at me.  I immediately thought of Kerfe’s “Draw a Bird Day”…

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dVerse — MTB — All Belong

All Belong Grandbaby’s too young! Pre-school is too long! Care-free days too short! Let her be awhile, running in the fields. Let her be a child (with) [not student with rules] unencumbered smiles! Sleepless grandma frets. Soundless voice with soothe: “Try to understand; impotent upsets waste your energy. Incorporate sense: all belong to world.” Acceptance…

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#FF — The Grass is Greener (trigger warning)

PHOTO PROMPT © Jennifer Pendergast The Grass is Greener “Um?” He startles. His head swivels forward to meet her stare across the restaurant table. Her face openly reveals a potent brew of surprise, amusement, disappointment, and anger. His face adopts the long-practiced mask of sheepishness, devilishness, and charisma that she fell in love with long…

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dVerse — Q205 — Quadrille to Sulfur Cosmos

Sulfur cosmos, bright constellationed suns, call to bees’, butterflies’, hums’ of hunger to slake on pollenous, nectared sums.They give, even through rainstorms, until their now-husked offers have no more. Spent, sparse, dark brown spikes callme, beg to be jarred until spring church. De Jackson (aka whimsygizmo) is today’s host of dVerse’ Quadrille Monday. De wants…

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