The forest, or: The trees

Poetry Partners #142 'From my inner child', a poem by Maria Pavlova of 'Maria's Poetry' While many ‘Stand with Ukraine’ Or hate the Russian invaders My heart is in beautiful northern forests The place where my child’s feet stepped Feeling connection to the Earth Knowing even then that I am an inseparable part of the… Continue reading The forest, or: The trees

Superimposed over the forest

Clamping her mouth tightly, Shabina massaged her twisted ankle; the elders had warned she'd get into a pickle. Countless numbers had aspired to recover the precious shamanic mask, only to have disappeared… like cousin Shabu. Suddenly, in a flash of red and yellow, Shabu appeared shimmering above her, as though magically superimposed over the forest… Continue reading Superimposed over the forest

Anti-Netanyahu voting strategy

The one voting issue Israelis will go to the polls on November 1st for the fifth time in ~3.5 years. I won't rehash our recent electoral history, other than to say that this insanity of going to vote over and over again revolves entirely around one individual: former Prime Minister Benjamin "Bibi" Netanyahu. Putting aside… Continue reading Anti-Netanyahu voting strategy

Starboard, or: Gunwale

Poetry Partners #135 'Falling Stars', a poem by Malalai Khan of 'Malalai Noor Khan' While all the world is asleep And I too close my eyes, My inner ones open To gaze at the soulful skies. The night ocean glimmers Upon the starry shores, A whole place for me To roam and explore. The darkness… Continue reading Starboard, or: Gunwale

Freezing torrents, or: Love’s bud

A Shadorma By deep frost, freezing torrents of passion tear at her heart, its chambers shielding love's bud blossoming outwards. Blossoming, its roots grip fiercely at rebirthed passion, as freezing despairs grab at them by dint of dark will. d'Verse prompt: Vertical lines of kisses At d'Verse, poets were encouraged to select one the following… Continue reading Freezing torrents, or: Love’s bud

The Harrisham, or: Creativity verses form

Sangeetha & David's new poetry project Once upon a time, two poets who'd never met in person began writing verses back and forth over the Internet. Their first project took them some nine months: a 100 verse Hyakuin. Once they'd completed their first oeuvre, they decided to continue their journey together; and Sangeetha came up… Continue reading The Harrisham, or: Creativity verses form

It’s Not Lost, or: Found

Poetry Partners #116 'It's Not Lost', a series of tanka by Michael L. Utley of ‘Silent Pariah’ It’s not lost on me How this coral-tinctured eve Tempers morning’s joy With sadness and coos of doves Grieve dying light’s somber end It’s not lost on me that I Never got to bid farewell As sun languishes… Continue reading It’s Not Lost, or: Found