posting poetic prose
06 Mar 2025 22 Comments
in WaltMarie
Response to Laura’s prompt at dVerse poets to write name poems in WaltMarie style. I wrote two! Notice the 2-syllable lines make mini poems within poem.
parents name firstborn
daughter
after country music star
given
they were fans of
name, lynn
diane (reverse diane lynn)
which means:
refreshing waterfall or
cool stream
what’s in a name?
baby
baptized as Eliza
Marie
my grandmother’s name
carries
to my grand daughter
her name
into new generation
with love
27 Feb 2025 7 Comments
in free verse Tags: dewdrop, green, laughter, lavender, name, pool, waterfall
Response to a recent prompt by Kim at dVerse to relate oneself to one of Aristotle’s four elements: fire, wind, water, or earth. I expand on the meaning of my name…
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“lynn”…
neutral name
naturally
views both sides
from stone wall
of english glen
greening…
dew droplets
gather
on lavender
bloom of heather…
refreshing stream
bubbles and
smooths stones
along way to
spill over rocky
mountain
ledge into fresh
waterfall
of cooling
laughter…
deep pool below
hidden in
rainbows
of soft mist.
26 Feb 2025 Leave a comment
in classical haiku, Uncategorized Tags: song, spring, turtledoves, window
familiar coo… coos
fluttering past my window
turtledoves are back
24 Feb 2025 25 Comments
in quadrille Tags: batik, blue, cloth, dreams, dye, indigo
indigofera tinctoria
grows in exotic rhyme;
soaking leafy euphoria
creates true blue in time
beat limed water, oxidate
into beautiful navy froth;
overnight paste will precipitate
filtered through cotton cloth
add sugary schemes,
ferment in vat for
tie-dyed indigo dreams!
Lillian hosts Monday quadrilles at dVerse Poets on “indigo” theme. I found this website that describes process of making indigo dye.
20 Feb 2025 3 Comments
in tanka Tags: dermatitis, face, itch, rash, red
got dermatitis?
please don’t do anything rash
if you feel an itch
avoid embarrassment of
acting flaky when face turns red!
18 Feb 2025 27 Comments
dense tropical jungle hangs heavy
above our dugout canoe as we glide
stealthily on midnight blue waters
mottled with red glow of fluorescent
fish feeding along the muddy banks
our guide shines white flashlight
on canopy of trees that reflect neon
green and yellow back at wide eyes
straining to see into velvet black night
we hear coos, chirps, howls, screams
alongside and above us; both in far
distance beyond coffeed trunks, now
too close…beware a jaguar’s pounce!
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Melissa hosts at dVerse poets today. This poem was my first impression of Emil Nolde’s painting. After reading this article about the German expressionist artist also being a Nazi supporter, I wonder if he painted a river/path of blood? This was painted before his joining the “socialist” party but perhaps the violence is within us, waiting to come out…we cannot separate our art from who we truly are.
16 Feb 2025 2 Comments
one final question
did we love each other well?
dearly departed
give flowers to the living
forgive before forgotten
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10 Feb 2025 19 Comments
Looks like
winter iz doing
its zing today…
blowing horizontally
snowing astronomically
squirrel rollz itself in snowball
and zings across the driveway
“to the tree, to the tree!”
(to quote Dr. Zing Suess)
stay inside and read, I say,
eat chocolate with greed today.
De Jackson serves quadrilles and zingers today at dVerse poets…
09 Feb 2025 3 Comments
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trickle creek gold dust
fuels greed for mother lode
boom~bust mining town
06 Feb 2025 15 Comments
in sparrowlet Tags: abalone, beach, sailboat, sand, sea, shells, waves
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by curl of sea, walk curve of sand
wet feet make footprints on dry land
while combing beach for shells we see
to reach, pick up, turn palm of hand
and rinse sand off in waves as we
walk curve of sand, by curl of sea
find abalone, dig clams and snails
put cockleshells in handled pails
spot cowrie, conch or spiraled cone
look up to watch wind fill boat sails
search pools of inter-tidal zone
dig clams and snails, find abalone
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Check out dVerse poets where Laura reintroduces us to the “sparrowlet” form…
03 Feb 2025 27 Comments
in haibun Tags: groundhog, hibernate, shadow, sleep, winter
Yes, the calendar says that February 2 is Groundhog’s Day. So what’s that to me? I may be a German groundhog but I am NOT getting up for any festivities, especially for Candlemas. I must finish hibernating and am feeling all tuckered out…now please, just let me sleep!
What in tarnation is all that commotion atop my burrow? Stop ringing that #punxsutawney% bell up there! I thought Gobbler’s Knob was a peaceful neighborhood but it’s gone to the prairie dogs, I say. There’s no shadow of a doubt, I’ve had my phil of winter in these parts already!
winter’s soft shadow
falls upon snowy landscape
seek comfort of hearth
Frank hosts haibuns at dVerse poets in observance of Groundhog’s Day…
03 Feb 2025 2 Comments
in tanka Tags: Chisholm Trail, Cimmaron River, longhorns, open range, walllow
where longhorns gather
hoof prints mark red mud wallow
thirst for open range
near cimmaron riverbed
relics of old chisholm trail
a poem in my pocket 
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