Dawn, or: Twilight

A Cleave poem In the form of two Tankas tall, frosted windows reflecting dawnโ€™s rays as the horizon lights up deep purple morning glories under cotton clouds opening to rain marking the autumn season harbinger of winter chill look upon a dull, brown world spelling tender petals' ends How to read a Cleave poem? Simply:… Continue reading Dawn, or: Twilight

From an anonymous sender

dโ€™Verse prosery "I used to love gardening... small, branching lavender shrubs; heavy, pink peonies; trumpet-shaped lilies... Oh, and Iโ€™d like, too, to plant the sweet alyssum that smells like honey and peace, my Dearest. That would be truly, truly divine." "Grandma?" "Yes, Darling?" "Could you tell me again about The Peace Times? Tell me about… Continue reading From an anonymous sender

Green grass dance floor, or: Springtime

Poetry Partners #127 'The spring time dance', a poem by Sarah Cope of 'My Endometriosis Story' The winter solstice has passed, so the spring dance can begin at last, and everyone is invited, from every tree as far as the eye can see. To each and every flourishing flower, the buzzing bees and singing birdies.… Continue reading Green grass dance floor, or: Springtime

Roses, or: Moses’ toeses

A haibun Yesterday my wife and I marked our eleventh anniversary. Hooray! I sent her roses for the occasion and ordered in from a fancy cafรฉ. After dinner, our seven-year-old very enthusiastically ran an art activity, instructing us to draw pictures for other family members. She's totally into celebrating our anniversary ~ we've taught her… Continue reading Roses, or: Moses’ toeses

Rakaposhi, or: Snow-covered

Poetry Partners #113 'Dandelion', a poem by Ara of 'Writing Flow' (coming soon) The light seeds are dispersed By the wind to grow Like a stream of diamonds Glowing slowly in the air Finally reaches the ground The buds grow and then open Beautiful yellow petals appear With a green strand to support Eventually, a… Continue reading Rakaposhi, or: Snow-covered

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

Pluck, or: Secret

An American sentence in 10 words: Plucking her for decoration, he didn't imagine she'd wither. Another American sentence in 10 words: The killer's secret was that she couldn't resist somebody else's. What's an 'American Sentence'? Allen Ginsberg, inventor of the American Sentence, felt that the haiku didnโ€™t work as well in English. Ginsberg decided to… Continue reading Pluck, or: Secret

Pitter patter, or: Lullaby

Poetry Partners #28 'A Song of Raindrops' by Gillena Cox of 'Verses' Sing a song of raindrops, falling on flower petals, some refusing to leave, cause happiness is not a roll off task.If you got hold of it and can't drink it, still, hold it, and keep it like precious pearls, for as long as.… Continue reading Pitter patter, or: Lullaby