Fervor, or: Forever

Poetry Partners #132 'Passion', a poem by Tallisman of 'Tallisman Poetry' He recalls the days that they spent together The nights they spent making love, all night Days they thought that would last forever Suddenly seem lost to sight What happened to the people that they once were And how did they get to where… Continue reading Fervor, or: Forever

Things, or: Multitudes

Poetry Partners #129 'things I kept for you', a prose poem by 'musingsbymac' some things I kept for you (and only you): a toothbrush in my medicine cabinet, extra bottles of Montepulciano, a bedroom bucket list, weekly laundered bedsheets, refrigerator grapes, mirror selfies, chocolate Häagen–Dazs, a homemade birthday token, half & half creamer, the series… Continue reading Things, or: Multitudes

The Lai, 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 Lai, or: Creativity verses form

Pork, or: Get some

A limerick Farmer O'Dure was gracious and mature, A gentle soul with intentions most pure. His pork turned huge profit, first rate; But he'd get rebuffed at every first date, For George O'Dure simply reeked of manure. d'Verse poetics prompt: A World of Common Scents Today at d'Verse, poets were encouraged to write poems focused… Continue reading Pork, or: Get some

Upon their first kiss, or: Nary a misgiving

A Cleave poem in the form of two Shadormas he yearns for all of hersoft, supple secrets she gladly gifts himhis desire pressed againstquivering painful needwith nary a misgiving she lets herself be takenas control crumbles upon their first kiss How to read a cleave poem? Simply: Read the left hand poem as a first… Continue reading Upon their first kiss, or: Nary a misgiving

New friends, or: At the dance

A limerick Dirk ordered Scotches for new friends at the dance, followed by several Bordeaux from France. Lastly, for himself, a Belgian beer. Then, as he turned, his ex pinched his rear. Dirk squeaked, stumbled, & ruined his dance pants. W3 poetry prompt This poem was written in response to Steven S. Wallace's W3 prompt… Continue reading New friends, or: At the dance

The YaDu, or: Form verses creativity

Sangeetha & David's new poetry project Once upon a time, two poets who'd never met in person spontaneously began writing verses back and forth to one another over the Internet. Their first poetry project took them some nine months: a 100 verse Hyakuin. Once they'd completed their oeuvre, the two decided to continue their creative… Continue reading The YaDu, or: Form verses creativity