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writing, reading, gardening, bicycle riding, poetry, Frederik Meijer Gardens, daoism, watching indie films, music blog address: https://tao-talk.com also write at dversepoetspub
FFF 69 — Muskegon Museum of Art visit 022626
"Twister Again" by Alice Aycock
dVerse Tuesday Poetics — Northern Winter Drama
Northern Winter Drama We are gauze wrapped, warped scratchy cocoons, suffered abrading wounds, suspended trapped torsos. We twist, resigned captives, winter’s frostbitten hairshirts, prey of waking hibernation, doomed chattels until melt. In full…
dVerse Q242 — My Middle Name
"Wild Head" My Middle Name Jones is my wildling..........middle name.Born ravenous.................under howling moonChronic condition..............that won’t be tamedDrive for satisfaction, source of bleeding shameHungry for nouns, verbs,…
from Turtle Talk: Enbridge Line 5 in Wisconsin attempts delay tactics, plus the latest from The Current
image link from The Current "It's the Climate, Stupid" by Jeffrey Insko excerpt: The problem with the focus on a charismatic spill, however, is that it can overshadow disasters that are less…
FFF68 — Joni Mitchell’s, “The Magdalene Laundries”
Joni Mitchell's Turbulent Indigo album cover Hello to everyone who is reading this. My name is Lisa Fox, pen name Jade Li, writing from my blog, Tao-Talk, which is an eclectic mix of music, poetry, photography, flash fiction, and more. Before…
dVerse Poetics Tuesday — Heaven’s Pipe
Heaven’s PipeCelestial proof, faith’s gift preservedThrough cloth loomed from best of lifeQuiet watching, joy from joy observedGrok of love with warmth we’re curledStrands of care protect each in strifeCelestial proof, faith’s gift preservedPatience tested,…
dVerse Prosery Monday — Return
"A Crowned Merman" by Arthur Rackham (1867-1939) Lips forget what they have kissed.--Toni Morrison, from, "Eve Remembering" Return For a month, each night Mara dreams of him there, her Robert, whom she believed was invincible, swaying in yellow-green sea amongst…
reblogged with permission — Petals of Haiku, Tranquility: An Anthology of Haiku, Haiku and Tanka: Lull, Harmony and Power in Japanese Art; Full Moon Confessions – books published by Literary Revelations, officially accepted in the Museum of Contemporary Japanese Poetry, Tanka and Haiku (Japan)
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Happy Valentines Day 2026
Steve from Song for the Day inspired me to share one of my favorite Valentines Day love songs. Thin AirThere's a light when my baby is in my armsThere's a light when the window shades are drawnHesitate when I feel I may do harm to herWash it off, 'cause this feeling we…
The Oracle Speaks — Wake Up & Dance!
Wake Up & Dance!wake up good fools,wild women, dance!as angel candy cakeson velvet ocean’s breath,this smoke belly thing issoft, slow, sacred magicsail to morning blushof dark coffee floweringlisten to rhythmed self The Oracle Speaks through magnet poetry. This…
dVerse OLN 401 — Lost Again
A Public Garden with People Walking in the RainVincent van Gogh Lost AgainA snapshot may form an opinion.For example, you may think fool,you’re getting wet out there evenin friendly oblivious conversation.Heads and tails are important.We are marveling after long…
Bondi’s Contempt for the Rule of Law, by Ann Telnaes
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#FF — “Help Me”
PHOTO PROMPT © David Stewart “Help Me” “Help me.” The faint muffled plea came from Rea’s left. While perusing the tall concrete fence, iron bars, and barbed wire, a tiny ::plop:: led her eyes to a plastic-wrapped packet resting in a drainage tube near the grass. Rea pretended to…
Book Review — _Emphyrio_, by Jack Vance
Because both my internet hotspot and my phone are at 1 bar, very difficult to get anything published today. I found an excellent photo but it won't let me load it. Will load it later when (if?) internet speed is restored (who knows what the future brings)…
dVerse Q241 — Heaven’s Rose
Heaven’s Rose Flowers, open, spread your joy. Love seeds plant, germinate, our prayer needs merged with faith. Sprouted field emerge neath warmth, resilient we reach yet soft, healing yield blooms, be listeners, organic oeuvre music. Sweet melody rise as an aerial…
#SLS — (thinkers) “Madman’s Eyes” by Dave Matthews Band, from Walk Around the Moon
album cover for Walk Around the Moon Jim Adams is the host of Song Lyric Sunday
The Oracle Speaks — Green Ghost Go Away
green disease image link Green GhostNo one here but her;her universe perfumes.See peace awake.Porcelain voices sail sky:marbled man about to die.More thing than warm;angels embrace corduroy,but surround and bringold fat to secret whichonly prisoners…
Quote of the Day from Pádraig Ó Tuama
So let us pick up the stones over which we stumble, friends, and build altars. Let us listen to the sound of breath in our bodies. Let us listen to the sounds of our own voices, of our own names, of our own fears. Let us name the harsh light and the soft…
dVerse MTB/Form — For Virginia
Virginia Giuffre For Virginiafather’s rape taught her rulessheltered acts via patriarchy;she, an object to be (ab)usedmouth used for unspeakableuntil, broken, obliteration’s silence child at play depends on caresafety, warmth, needs are metgross flipping of…
dVerse Poetics Tuesday — Rancid Spam (for mature audiences)
image link Rancid SpamMake-upped face like a hatchetponderous gait like a teletubby;not cute like snowpuff Moomin,more bloated like dying whaleflopping on a deserted beach.Long beyond expiration datelike grey-slimed celery in bin.Greasy…
Take a Good Look
I have been noticing hate speech on Michigan in ads on YouTube when I watch one of the biggest independent news channels. Somebody is buying that time. I need to watch more closely on who it is. It shows pics of broken-windowed, vacant homes and other unpalatable things, while an…
#SLS — Rhiannon Giddens (2/21/77)
Rhiannon Giddens When I saw this week's prompt and learned that Rhiannon Giddens' birthday is in February (b. 2/21/77,) she was my choice. I originally wrote a post on her for 2022's Women Music March, then used the post again for Glyn's Mixed Music Bag. Looking…
The Oracle Speaks — Heaves
Heaves Mistly men scream. Thousands sleepfrom life, neverrecall red rainsprays eat sky. You watch throughmean purple lightraw, sweating shadowsuits with whys. Some must meatnot sing, mad in fiddle drive,smelly, ugly heaves. The Oracle speaks through magnet poetry.
