d’Verse prosery "I used to love gardening... small, branching lavender shrubs; heavy, pink peonies; trumpet-shaped lilies... Oh, and I’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
A 'Reversed Etheree' think; plot; call; travel; park; enter; browse; find; lift; turn; look; decide; walk; stand; wait; hand; pay; wrap; carry; return; check; sneak; place; hide; eat; chat; act; undress; lie; slumber; dream; waken; rise; dress; remove; bring; lay; rouse; grin; shrug; follow; watch; enjoy; hug Etheree The poetry form, Etheree, consists of 10… Continue reading Action, or: Reaction
d’Verse prosery "Mom!" "Hey, Kiddo! I missed you!" The wiry middle-aged woman tousled the stocky boy's hair, gave him a tight hug, and unstrapped her pack, swinging it off her shoulders. "Look, Luke, I got you something!" Barbara unzipped a side pocket and reached inside, rummaging through various personal effects until her fingers grazed the… Continue reading The round display case
Poetry Partners #24 A poem by Madamchryzl of 'Rhymes, Writings, and Confessions to Small Crimes' My gift of words I submit to you... Characters assembled depicting a phonetic view... To you, I gift my words, though they may be few... Madamchryzl: https://madamchryzl.com/ A magnetic Sijo by ben Alexander of ‘The Skeptic’s Kaddish’ Created with Magnetic… Continue reading I gift my words, or: Whisper… ‘possibility’
An American sentence: I hereby bestow this sentence upon you. What shall you do with it? What's an 'American Sentence'? Allen Ginsberg, inventor of the American Sentence, felt that the haiku didn’t work as well in English. Ginsberg decided to remove the line structure of the haiku, maintaining the requirement of 17 syllables total. He… Continue reading Unbirthday, or: Cheers, mate!
The poem below was my gift to my wife on the occasion of our 10th anniversary on the Hebrew calendar, which is tonight (the 1st of Elul). It's actually two separate poems, as you shall see, because I wrote it as an acrostic of my wife's name, which is Chaya Margarita. Chaya is a Hebrew… Continue reading 10th anniversary, or: Chaya Margarita
The challenge Not long ago, I wrote a poem about the difficulty of keeping a secret for an entire month. Having thought about it further, I realized that there was no need for me to wait quite so long... I only had to wait 12 days until tomorrow night... because I can kinda, sorta cheat… Continue reading “Cheating” on my 10th anniversary