The Oracle Speaks — Heaves

Heaves Mistly men scream. Thousands sleepfrom life, neverrecall red rainsprays eat sky. You watch throughmean purple lightraw, sweating shadowsuits with whys. Some must meatnot sing, mad in fiddle drive,smelly, ugly heaves. The Oracle speaks through magnet poetry.

FFF 66 — Doodads

Difficult to believe that January is almost done.  Groundhog Day is coming soon, and maybe it will mean only 6 more weeks of winter?   This FFF will have pics taken in January but not shared yet.  Maybe some music.  Maybe a poem.  Let’s start with pics. I bought the 5-disc set of “Spectacle:  Elvis Costello…

dVerse OLN 400 — You have to imagine it.

Zohran Mamdani inauguration ceremony You have to imagine it. — from Proof, by Cornelius Eady, Written for the inauguration of Zohran Mamdani, Jan 1, 2026, NYC. You have to imagine it. Teeny tiny crystalswafting straight downsmaller than snowmore like orderly grainsof salt, aiming to scrubwinter politic dirt away. No winds wind us upstill life that…

#FF — Flower Child

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Flower Child Why doesn’t Ellen understand she is an introvert? Is she so inscrutable? How does Ellen expect her to survive the private home she will share with eight other residents? She’d met the husband-wife caregivers and her soon-to-be roommate last week. Why were they smiling all of the time?…