Dark yellow, or: Jaded

Poetry Partners #97 'Dark Yellow', a poem by Kathy Labrum McVittie of 'writingpresence' Tomorrow she will die again Slip-sighing into eternity And I will catch my breath again At the shrill of the phone in the night. Tomorrow she will lie again, Becalmed in a sea of flowers And I wonโ€™t know How to cope… Continue reading Dark yellow, or: Jaded

Soft down, or: Ermine

A Garland Cinquain soft down over sunlight noble snowy owl soars white citrus cotton candy skies easeful glaciers in bleached silence glide through foamy white caps sportive belugas vocalize play tag chubby still harp seal pup blends into vast snowbank defenseless in mother's absence wide-eyed arctic hare races past watchful for predators white winter coat… Continue reading Soft down, or: Ermine

Closeted, or: Transparent

Poetry Partners #85 'Green', a poem by Mapule Somo of 'Let it reign' In the mourning after Everything in her closet Was pastured Growth adorned her frame I asked her once, 'How do you wear hope with such ease?' She smiled and said, You don't wear what you are 'So, what are you?' She asked… Continue reading Closeted, or: Transparent

Molten, or: Ablaze

A Garland Cinquain ablaze gaseous fireball millions of degrees gigantic nuclear furnace brings life chirp, chirp streaks of feathers soar and catch the sunlight along with insects for their young alight lemons ripe, luscious fruit vivid citrine gems sway fleshy, mature, rich, flavorsome heavy tree hole busy beehive hexagonal pattern molten syrupy honey drips teeming… Continue reading Molten, or: Ablaze

Golden energy, or: Mental slough

Poetry Partners #76 'Sylphs of the Air', a poem by MistyBlue of 'wsarwmzansipens' Only The Two of Us, a painting by Kiril Stanchev Beyond words, the ephemeral beauty of willows a picture paints. Adorning lakes and rivers, golden energy stream through strings of leaves. Sylphs of the Air sing in-between Loveโ€™s enfolding heart-centred harmony. MistyBlue:… Continue reading Golden energy, or: Mental slough

Baryonic, or: Dark matter

My 2nd Garland Cinquain I'd float past the Kรกrmรกn line, into outer space past the Milky Way's dark matter unseen vacuum without friction leaves stars and planets free to travel along their orbits fluid plasma low density between vast galaxies of hydrogen and helium glacial up there observing the visible universe through foam of spongy… Continue reading Baryonic, or: Dark matter

Bunnies bound, or: Feather floats

My 1st Garland Cinquain grass grows sways and rustles around the apple tree unripe fallen fruits lie about summer picnic blankets over fertile earth and pebbles families spend time together such fun laughter peals across lush gentle, rolling meadows children of all sizes cavort with joy bunnies bound playfully like dolphin calves over miles of… Continue reading Bunnies bound, or: Feather floats

Deep scars, or: From deep within

Poetry Partners #58 'Deep Scars', a Pantoum by Reena Saxena of 'Reena Saxena' the yellow liquid boiling inside me it's made of many repressed blues red rage that despised me boils inside the pungent brew it's made of many repressed blues blood stains and a purple scar boils inside the pungent brew a remnant of… Continue reading Deep scars, or: From deep within