Category: dVerse
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12 April: dVerse Prosery
“The seed of a poem lay dormant in my heart.” ~ from “Winged Words”, Valsa George You should’ve told me. Your first daughter. Eldest. The one you told, Watch over your little sister. You should’ve told me that you were dying. You should’ve known that I was not a fragile flower. My petals don’t fall…
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22 March: dVerse Quadrille #172
THE SHIFT There was once a time whenyou and I knew each others skin,and we were heavy gravityas we shifted between the sheets.We were never solitary shadows,our breath being so close that weknew not if it was yours or mine. For dVerse Poets quadrille #172, “shift”. AI Digital Artwork is created using Midjourney. Imagery and poems…
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15 March: dVerse Places
The Coast That sound from the lighthouse,a primitive one-string cello,bent low and playing to the fog.The waves, whose chorusdissolves back into the sea. I was raised by the sea, lived andbreathed by its sound and scent. Rocked to sleep in a metal dingywith a big black Mercury engine.That engine, diesel fumedand bluing the air —…
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10 March: for dVerse Syzygy (revised)
A Syzygy I.A woman stands in the rain.Hat. No coat. No umbrella.No need, she won’t rust. II. A hoe in her hand. She tendsthe soil. Bends and bows.Rain is her background. III. She sings around the fringesof a tune from childhoodabout leaning on a rainbow. AI Digital Artwork is created using Midjourney. Imagery and poems…
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7 March: dVerse Quadrille
On The Dock It’s winter. Thin snow,air bright, wind sings in the rigging.Scent of dieselhangs in shadows, fishing boats,engines throblike labouring hearts. Seagullseager for talk, they watchfish gliding from nets, slappingand gasping on the dock, and shining like cold stars. Written for dVerse Quardille #171 “gasp”. AI Digital Artwork is created using Midjourney. Imagery and poems ©Misky…
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1 March: dVerse Mezzaluna
A Mezzaluna Haibun Mezzaluna up there, catching errant clouds on your hook. Up there, a chill on souls rising from where western stars move both heaven and earth. For a day, cut and sliced on a bias, night’s fabric and dress, then redressed each month. Full and blousy. Waning and waxing. Sadness and joy, pale…
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24 February: dVerse Quadrille #170
In Tune Did you hear musicon the edge of wind? When it whistledthrough stiffened twigs.When it thumped andbumped, and drummedan ache into your heart.When it chiseled throughice and made you shiver. Did you hear the musicdeep inside you? Written for dVerse Poets, Quadrille #170 “music”. Quadrille is 44-words sans title. AI Digital Artwork is created using Midjourney.…
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23 February: Nest – A Cinquain
Nest – A.I. Cinquain with A.I. Artwork Nested twigs. Winter’s damp chill weave. A peregrine’s cup. dVerse Poets wanted A.I. poetry, but most attempts were stilted and unsatisfactory. Poem Generator UK offered something I could work with. It required considerable tweaking though before it hung together sensibly. AI Digital Artwork is created using Midjourney. Imagery and poems ©Misky 2023…
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23 February: for dVerse Poets
First kiss. At 10, I suppose. His name. Craig. His father made dentures for a living. Craig gave me a ring, the colour of healthy gums. The engagement was short-lived. He kissed me. Slid his hand over my stomach. Then upward. So I punched him. In the nose. And I kept the ring. Written for dVerse…
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7 February: dVerse Quadrille
Up There It’s an albino moon, white toothed, sleepy grinned. Pricking at stars as they’re born and burn away, old ones plunge and die. We watch them carry our hearts, wrack and ruin our second thoughts, and that moon’s staring button-eyed at us while we weep. Written for dVerse Quadrille 44-words, sans title, “stars”. AI Digital…
