Соус, or: Соул

Pronunciation mess Word sauce Соус ➜ soh-oos My own ingredients ferment Betray identities Sharpen distinctions Burn my tongue Соул ➜ soh-ool I'm bottled, jarred Spilled out onto the Shattered shards of broken empires Soh-ool music swallows Mispronunciations mine Add flavor Thicken the soh-oos with Some plot d'Verse poetics: What’s bubbling? At d'Verse, writers were encouraged… Continue reading Соус, or: Соул

He said, or: She said

A dark limerick When they were tykes, their folks thought it ironic: Bobby would burble, whereas Babs was laconic; But mom and dad became panicked When Bobby's shrink called him manic, And Babs' isolophilia turned extreme and chronic. d'Verse poetics: There’s a word for that At d'Verse, poets were encouraged to select three or more… Continue reading He said, or: She said

God, or: Hell’s denizens

Poetry Partners #87 'Speaking to God', a poem by George Ellington of 'Gaelic Dreams' speak to God, he said to me speakingly sing in prayerful praise: thus honest and whole wholesomely sounding cords that only a reverent voice can calm yet loving attain but this, i said, is my voice voyaging beyond this self— how… Continue reading God, or: Hell’s denizens

Brilliant, or: Sparkling

A Garland Cinquain An ekphrastic poem loving tactile closeness complex social networks mothers and calves; pair-bonded males tight ties echoes a world of words piercing high frequencies sound waves cut through murky waters pictures vocal sweet exchanges love, pathos, joy, warnings collaborative, synchronized fishing coupling sex for pleasure mates belly–to–belly nuzzle, click, rub, pectoral pat… Continue reading Brilliant, or: Sparkling

Wordless, or: Wordful Conversations

Poetry Partners #56 'Wordless conversations', a poem by kenhume79 of 'Poetry and Prose of Ken Hume' Wordless conversations on a barstool seat Between two men who’ve never met before Sharing an unspoken bond in this fermented retreat Wordless conversations on a canal-bank line Between an ageing father and his son Fishing for the perfect words,… Continue reading Wordless, or: Wordful Conversations

A night memoir, or: Two

Poetry Partners #37 'Night Memoir' by Orion Foote of 'Visions of Orion Poetry' You never know when a word or two might stick; come creeping through an open window in these small hours. It’s a nagging of letters, where each tone follows a broken rhythm—void of any rhyme or reason except it’s own shuffle towards… Continue reading A night memoir, or: Two

Nortul lernapog deen, or: Ov iddage

My 1st Rimas Dissolutas Imagine words bypassed your brain like a foreign language, their sounds pounding upon your heart. Pretend you've no idea what I mean; or maybe you don't have to. Could I convey pleasure and pain; make you feel the crushing weight of my baggage; paint words upon the page like art, transfix… Continue reading Nortul lernapog deen, or: Ov iddage

Poor advice from a 1st grade teacher

Our first-ever parent-teacher conference Last week, we had our first parent-teacher conference with our 1st grade daughter's teacher. It was uplifting. Her teacher told us that our child is wonderful that she wishes she had a classroom of thirty children just like her. To be entirely honest, we weren't surprised by her feedback, but it… Continue reading Poor advice from a 1st grade teacher