REBLOG: ‘The Dandelion’ by Lesley Scoble

Poem: Don’t mow the dandelion, don’t kill it, please, let it grow, let it grow, for the birds and the bees Save it for insects, (They need them, you know) They rely on The dandelion Do not pull-up the dandelion. don’t think it’s a weed! it is a flower bees rely on It is a… Continue reading REBLOG: ‘The Dandelion’ by Lesley Scoble

Hot flush, or: Fierce pounding

A 'waltz wave' poem 'Suitor. Figure with Bouquet.' (1917-18) by Thorvald Hellesen fierce pounding rocks his chest; hot flush spread- ing o- ver... oh, don't look away- don't- hesitate... no, no- she's waiting for... hoping those flowers are for her- just- let... go d'Verse poetics prompt: An artist gets his due At d'Verse, we are… Continue reading Hot flush, or: Fierce pounding

Sweet, or: To the point

A 'Waltz Wave' poem my favor- ite flower shall always be that which puts a smile on its recipient's face, espe- cially when coupled with a flush of self- con- scious sur- prise Tanka Tuesday For #TankaTuesday, Colleen Chesebro offers us this 1860 painting by Ferdinand Georg Waldmüller (1793 – 1865) called 'The Expected One'.… Continue reading Sweet, or: To the point

W3 Prompt #53: Wea’ve Written Weekly

Intro Dear friends, Welcome to our W3 Poetry Prompt, which goes live on Wednesdays at The Skeptic's Kaddish. You may click here for a fuller explanation of W3; but here's the 'tldr' version: Part I The main ingredient of W3 is a weekly poem written by a Poet of the Week (PoW), which participants read… Continue reading W3 Prompt #53: Wea’ve Written Weekly

Lilies, or: Sillilies

A 'Waltz Wave' poem Image credit: Terri Webster Schrandt the florist knows I speak broken Ar- abic; "Sabt shalum! Shu bidak ilyom?" he asks; "Hadol, lau samaht." but he al- ready has lilies read- y for me. #TankaTuesday For Tanka Tuesday, Colleen offers us the above image by photographer Terri Webster Schrandt as inspiration to… Continue reading Lilies, or: Sillilies

Down, or: Feathery

An 'Abhanga' The Artist's Garden at Giverny by Claude Monet waters so enticing ripple in air breezy; dirt path firm and easy, straight to the bank scent of purple iris; in perfume I lie down; there my mind in bliss drowns so easily gentle crystal waters, mere tickle feathery, fade into memory too far away… Continue reading Down, or: Feathery

A quarter inch, or: Not too far above

A Shadorma as the rose stretched up lovingly, she closely eyed the lithe stem for bud eyes, pruning it with trained precision Prompts Twiglets #311 eyeing it Moonwashed weekly prompt Lovingly Tanka Tuesday Create a syllabic poem using this photo of a rose by Terri Webster Schrandt. Write about whatever this rose inspires in you.… Continue reading A quarter inch, or: Not too far above