Category: dVerse
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31 August dVerse: Back to School
Elementary I’ve become vaguely dubious about the roller blinds in our classroom. My teacher pulls the blinds down every Wednesday at noon, just before the air raid siren blares, and I don’t see how curling into a ball under my lift-top desk with my back to the window helps me survive a nuclear bomb. And our…
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A dVerse Soliloquy Stream of Consciousness
My-My-My My mum lived in a little blue houseat the top of a hill where lodgepole pinesleaned in the wind like a widow’s hump,and there was a creek, raged full when itrained, but the soil sucked it dry by July, (I’m being generous when I say “creek” –it was more like a drainage ditch), and…
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A Korean Kasa for dVerse Poets
Mum Said She said Dad was a dove that flewover her when she walked the beach, and said he often sat in hisfavourite chair, right next to her. Once he even sat on her bed,she said, just as she fell asleep. But Dad didn’t come back for me.But then I don’t believe in ghosts. Written…
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Miz Quickly’s 11 August
Home Is Where You Are, Not Where You Were Home, butno one’s here.Radio’s on, makingnoise like a paint distorted day.We were a busy array back when. All that entering andexiting through the door.Just for a while.Just for forever. Racingin and out of our own tapestry. Where are those wordswe pushed aside.It’s a madness of time,and…
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dVerse Quadrille #133 “Stand”
It’s Black and White She stands on the stairs,her walnut black hair’stwisted and pinned,sinew tight arms, thin,bare and white,a tattoo on the right –a red heart, and Daddy.The one on the leftshe soulfully regrets.And she standson the corner. Written for dVerse Poets “Quadrille #133” 44 words including the word “stand” (sans title). Photo by Trevin Rudy on Unsplash cc:00 no restrictions. Shared…
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dVerse Haibun for August
Against August heat that’s pinpricked into the brick wall, and wings warmed awake and brittle in the sun, bees work within the scent of lilac and lavender as the long days slide sideways. Last scents of summerA sharp edged breath in the treesLast bluing of sky Written for dVerse Poets, Haibun Monday “August”. Main photo is mine, published on Unsplash,…
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a dVerse Monotetra
A Storm Approaches Over sea and land, bleaching sky,Endless chase this wind from heaven.Harvest moon, a fever struck sty.Broke and driven. Broke and driven. Written for dVerse. A poetic form developed by Michael Walker: Monotetra. Stanza Structure: Line 1: 8 syllables; A1 Line 2: 8 syllables; A2 Line 3: 8 syllables; A3 Line 4: 4…
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dVerse Quadrille #132
Roll On After the icicles thawed,and damp left the basementthrough open windows,I remember wondering what happened to winter,I’ve no clear memories of it. Sometimes I’m like a stream,not knowing where I’ve come fromor where I’m going. I justroll on. Quadrille for dVerse Poets, including the word ‘stream‘. Photo by Fabrice Villard on Unsplash . Shared with #APoemADay on Twitter …
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20 July: 20 Pieces of a Poem
Piece 1: The One with Similes and Metaphors When the midday sun is winter low, and lovers cast a single shadow, and he is like twice-frozen snow, and she’s milk and honey melting, and love, that’s her secret, and desire is his, and they wonder – will they, won’t they, fit together like a perfect…
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dVerse Chants
A Slash of Ink that note wasa bee sting. washeated and burnt.was stabbed.was sharp.hung. unstrung. undone.one correction.a turn. returned.again, burnt bya critic’spen. Responding to dVerse Poet’s prompt “The Chant”. I didn’t manage the chant element well, so I’ll not post back a link of their site. I can think of no good reason for people to…
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