Written for tanka Tuesday at Colleen Chesebro for July 9, 2024 prompt which celebratesthe season of Beginning of Midsummer in the Northern Hemisphere, inviting poets toexpress the effects of this…
…and the magpies and the magpiestheir jacund little heartslet’s all be magpies https://www.amazon.com/Always-Fire-Sarah-Connor/dp/B0D2FHZ6CN Share the love Screenshot by Selma as seen on Amazon https://dversepoets.com/2024/07/09/in-conversation-with-sarah-connor-aka-fmmewritespoems/ This post is written for dVerse…
"For years my heart inquired of me‚" BY HAFEZTRANSLATED BY DICK DAVIS For years my heart inquired of me Where Jamshid's sacred cup might be, And what was in its…
Hello, my lovelies, you already know how I'd soon ditch any hot summer day for thegorgeousness of a slow fall day and beyond. Well, I would. I'd drop everything andteleport…
once again night's reign has ceasedwell rested the lark intonesgives in to flight and wingingall the poets in the eastwho arise without bemoansgive in to light and singinggift of the…
There are no trash cans in streets in Japan and yet… Japan is exploding with tourists right now… Why do people travel if not to glean insight into how people’s…
Song for a Fifth Childby Ruth Hulburt Hamilton (1921- ) Where is the mother whose house is so shocking? First, a YouTube Video you will love: https://youtu.be/eF6TrXytcag?si=ePUsIqnSZvmDlZw4 YouTube: https://youtu.be/eF6TrXytcag?si=ePUsIqnSZvmDlZw4 I…
First, the interesting link you will want to read: https://www.japanesefoodguide.com/ayu-fish-ayu-sweetfish/ My photo: Shioyaki—salted and grilled. My fave. Points of interest in the article shared: Beautiful photographs Native to East Asia…
laced in vibrations honeyedthe notes suspended lingerone key unlocks the musicloving gives two hearts courageno hindrance stands between usour love has set the tempohoneyed to moor togetherunlock the door and…
#sundaypress#easylikesundaymorning when we give attention to listeningto the words we shareand we laughsomething opens in methat feels ancient and I hear the pause in our song we hold onto each…
Hidden in full sight under the weeping willow I sit writing my morning pages, when perfectly drenched in enthusiasma gaggle of kids draws close, but still keeping at a distanceI…
To heal humanity we need to focus on our one collective-soul! Hello, lovely people. Happy last Friday of the month. Another honor to have my poem nesting in this lovely…