Tag: dVersePoets
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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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