https://dversepoets.com/2018/07/17/poetics-7-and-7/#comment-141417 I was too lazy to edit so I broke the Quadrille. yes, it was me, it was sitting around there all shattered and the entire dVerse had long faces, and said together, "HEY! WHO BROKE THE QUADRILLE???!!!) I mean my poem was so awesome and each little word was just dripping with honey …
BTT #35: Don’t Let Go
Don't Let Go · You know You say exactly What you feel. My swallow heart Flutters in the Windless grasp Of your caress At twilight. · You say You feel exactly What you know. Please just Hold me gently. I swim in Storms of expectation Itching for a flight. · · All right reserved by …
BTT # 2.0: Desert Crossroads At Dusk
Desert Crossroads at Dusk · If we had thought At this interim, Where he plants His graveled head Lifts his back And carves the sifted plain To greet our tread, That surety were Merely the lengthened Shadow of our sweetest dreams. Then had each herself Her own heart reprieved. Whether her path into the …
BTT #34: On the Corner of Catshole Lane
On the Corner of Catshole Lane Part One: Standing in the dampened grayness of the day, her umbrella of flattened yellow does little to impede the surrounding breaths of misted rain. While waiting for the light to change, a question uncoils about the strangeness of the street name and ancient purpose of this place. …
BTT #33: Orphan Shoe
Orphan Shoe Searched all night For lambs lost. For coins Whole joint was tossed. But cobblers know Neither flock nor treasure. Upon what base Was fit my measure? Born of neither Gold or nursing mother, I was lost. You just shrugged, Sat down And stitched another ··· modified 7-2-18. “Bleating” changed to “nursing” LG Lona …
BTT #32: Hair — Cut — Non—Transitioned
This is in response to a post by the Amazing Amaya at dVerse who has prompted us to "Bridge the Gap." The task is to start with one quote and then end with another quote from a different source and write a poem that bridges the two gaps. My first quote is from Faulkner, my …
BTT #31: A Death in the Wild
A Death in the Wild · A tree grows Not to be harvested But to fall Crashing down Violently among the straight Pillars of its kin With no flat Stump to gaze cleanly Back at the Sun like a Forgotten tombstone sealing Roots that cannot find The body That has been pressed to …
BTT#30: A Question for Little Things (Ars Poetica)
A Question for Little Things (Ars Poetica) I rise each year on a Dark March morning To descend steeply down the Trail treading steady Between still sleeping leafless Trees to wrap my Own first breath of Spring In a green blanket of Southern bluebells Draped across black soil of The muddy sinks where the …
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BTT #29: Preface and Grace
Editor's Note: (meow) This post starts pleasantly enough, but I need to warn you that it might be a trigger of sadness or anxiety for victims of abuse, assault, or rape. · Preface: Hello this is HarveyCat, Lona's sometime Bodyguard, Conscience, Accountant, Therapist, Public Relations Coordinator, and Editor. On a late night this last week …
BTT #28: Good-bye Dr. Hawking.
This Last week I arrived to work one morning when one of my business partners said, "Hey, did you hear that Stephen Hawking changed his mind about being an atheist?" For a moment I was surprised, and interested. I would not have expected Stephen Hawking to have done that, but then after the initial flash of …
