love, rearrange; alchemize life in my heart’s ossified veins may liquid rose flow as burgeoning joy in Spring’s fresh rains Compression form poem Colleen Chesebro is the host of Tanka Tuesday. Colleen says: This week’s challenge is Synonyms Only. That means you have to select synonyms for the two words below. You can’t use the…
dVerse — Prosery — Empty Promise
This year’s a different thing, – I’ll not think of you. — Charlotte Mew, from “I so liked spring” Five years ago: “I swear, they wait until I fall asleep to come in and do their pusher, scavenger, and vampire duties,” you whisper from the rumpled bed. The dark circles under your eyes match the…
Turntable Talk Round 11 – A Really Big Show – Talking Heads’, “Stop Making Sense” (Concert Movie)
image link Dave’s assignment this time was, “If you could safely go back in time and move about for one day, what one concert or live performance would you choose to go to?” The restriction of narrowing it down to one made it next-to-impossible. I would have loved to see The Beatles at The Cavern…
Delicious Lunch at Courses on 020823
This past Wednesday I went to lunch with a friend to the restaurant the culinary arts school runs here in town. I’d heard the food was good and at a reasonable price before but hadn’t checked it out. My friend and I were not disappointed! I took pics of everything we had. My…
Burt Bacharach Rest in Peace
Bacharach (left) and David (right) Learned today that Burt Bacharach passed away recently and must say his and Hal David’s musical creations brought me so much joy over the years. I have created a spotify playlist of many of my favorites. Hoping you enjoy listening to it and thinking of Burt smiling in heaven with…
dVerse MTB — A City Gutted By War (2nd one)
Lost in War represented in all that rubble the only frontier you have left in tones alternately pleading and hostile laws condemn us to boredom as if the only hope of compensation lay in what was property-lined and speed-limited and zoned scorched and smashed remnants of the past the county letterhead warning them the happiest…
dVerse MTB — Catch a Man Out of the Sky
“The Fall of Icarus” Catch a man out of the sky with a soft and, she feared, insane longing heard snatches of the glassy sound she looked down and saw the snakes drag strength into his body from the universe the church sheltered their ancient nest The man wore a giant yoke language she had…
Tao-Talk 