The Oracle — eden root

Which cycle’s noble?Summer green vining tendril,but never cloudy frost?Gentle poet every garden.Make peace with nature.Be here, there, in Eden root. top image link, which also takes you to an article about this song

dVerse — Quadrille Monday #143 — Breathe

Rising, skeleton grey against white winter weak bulb, appetites spring. Memory’s green sprouting raiment soon-kept promise – songs on birdwing. To blue drowns, tickles toes and sands as tired bellies flop jumbo towels. Then orange, now brown clowns skip; seasonal powders circled; muse’ fragrant palettes. top image:  “Four Seasons,” by Yvonne You De Jackson (aka…

TSM 166 — Winged Messenger

She plays moon star sky-chase’til dawn, then coyote drinks deep.Her wise open eyes closeto yellow pools in otherworldlyrealms; her work beginsas spirit wings wait for her. Carrie is today’s host of The Sunday Muse.

dVerse — Quadrille 127 — Seed Bank

I’ve invested seed money,believing in the ABC’s:asters yield deep purple;balloon flowers top charts;cosmos caps capture interest. Incented, content, I sniff,blessed by return kindness.My shareholder butterfly strawglugs from milkweed constellations. Wreaths, bouquets, cinnamon fieldsof carnations — priceless wealth.   Today when I dropped off borrowed materials and picked up the new batch, I decided to take…