First time EVER these two voluntarily sat side by side to my knowledge. How this happened is Dotty has tried starting to steal Mlady’s spot on the couch, where Mlady will sit to my right and be petted. Sometimes Mlady sprawls across the top back middle section of the couch, where I can reach up…
dVerse — Monday Quadrille — My type
Photo is used with permission by fabulous photographer, Pat, at Chronicles Of An Anglo Swiss. my type blows blue, clouds up, purges skies of subtlety. puffs petrichor into dusty nostrils, quivers stemhairs, stirs windchimes; the type that makes the call still sparks where wyrms enter, their tidings pleased roar Yinglong’s regard embodies fortunes freefalling, pummeling,…
TSM 222 — The First Time
The first time I saw you I heard boom chaka, the nasty bump and grind kind The first time I heard you, poetry man spritzed the air; such a deep inhale The first time you played, you rosined my bow; my heart danced a jig The first time we met, I said too much but…
dVerse — OLN 321 and earthweal OLW 130 — Moon Troiku inspired by Samuel Peralta
Earth, sky, stillness.The evening unfoldsthe rorschach of the moon. Earth, sky, stillness.Moon shares its momentbonding wonder. The evening unfoldsthe same, yet differentthe moon won’t say why. [T]he rorschach of the moon.always tellsif our piano is in tune. image: full moon taken on 071322 Today’s form is a troiku, where I will use Samuel Peralta’s…
Tough Love — Micro of the Macro
Please take a few minutes of your time to look at the beauty that is threatened by us carrying on as usual. Please read Lisa at Micro of the Macro’s post — then take action. The world as we know it depends on it. All photos were taken inside Yosemite National Park in California before…
#FF — Town Hero
PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook i. Locals learned historical context of the rubble in grade school. As adults it meant a draw for a dependable stream of tourists who came to visit, gawk, selfie-snap, overeat, and buy made-in-China souvenirs to take home to their envious families. Woke marketing recast it in an ugly, oppressionistic light….
dVerse — Haibun Monday — following dark portends
shadow ink pools matte vacuum reflection absorbs no light Miraged oasis in the distance, the desert traveler’s pace quickens. Skin bag long dry, biology mandates relief to stay imminent collapse. Stumbling, she falls to her knees in gratitude — which flips to horror. A crow lands. perched in dead palm, caws to still-moving carrion scant…
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