What if I told you that darkness carries a secret too? And it's not scary. Please read this prose poem and see without seeing.| Selma
A message from Lilian: 🥳 Announcement 🥳 Please join us at dVerse LIVE on Saturday, October 25th, from 10 to 11 AM EST. Click on this POST to join us with audio and video. Come sit in on our LIVE (video and audio) session. We welcome everyone to read aloud a poem of your choosing, […]| The Evergreen Hedge
Punam is over at dVerse as our host. She asks us to use a form of the word, sparkler! Just in time for Diwali. Let’s all celebrate the return of the light! Let the light return—in a ✨sparkle✨we must defeat our collective griefour world hungers for justicenew moon shadowshaunt our sovereigntythe people awakenwe reach for […]| The Evergreen Hedge
Merril is over at dVerse hosting Poetics. She says: Today, I ask you to write a poem about some version of the headless horseman. It’s your chance to escape reality. Base your poem on one of the fo…| The Evergreen Hedge
I roam this curving shaded path.Hopscotch through my youth in rompersskinny legs, scraped knees, curly hair.Naively sweet and unaware. In my myopic teenage yearsI roam this curving shaded path.Blinders on, friends all important.Time flies, motion undetected. Parenting years, our sweet… Continue reading →| lillian the home poet
In the waning days of autumnnature sheds its hilarity.Crimson red, halloween orange,and golden yellow leaves shrivel,lose their vim and fall.Farmers’ fields, stripped of cropsseem eeirly clold and barren. I seek warmth, light and respite.Candles lit, afghan wrapped,mulled wine and book… Continue reading →| lillian the home poet
You should have known,pumpkins do rot. Center stage, porch light blazing,oohed and aahed at by passersby.Bright eyes lit from within.But candle burns, continually drips.Insides shrivel, eyes begin to droop.Carved in grin begins to sneer. Inevitably the brouhaha endscrowds thin, candle… Continue reading →| lillian the home poet
nature’s cancan skirtsvivid orange, gold, crimson redleaves delight the eyes windows opened widefresh breezes ruffle curtainspumpkins on display witches roam the streetsmoms and dads with lit…| lillian the home poet
I’ve written a rensaku for dVerse & #TankaTuesday using the prompts from both challenges. For dVerse, Dora asked us to write a poem about what October means to us. For Tanka Tuesday, we used a list of uncommon autumn words here: https://www.thesqueezeblog.com/fall-words/ This is a rensaku, which is a s-l-s-l-l tanka series: susurrus murmursunravel dryad […]| The Evergreen Hedge
At dVerse, De Jackson, is our host. It’s quadrille #233: Bring on the BOO! I tried to be lighthearted, but the muse was not amused. So, I wrote my feelings instead. Boo, words are highlighted…| The Evergreen Hedge
Scam artist ~preyed on teenage girls.Sarah was smitten.Invited to the party,good and plenty ripewith handsome bachelorsall waiting to score. Twenty years her junior,mints in his pocketto wash away whiskey breath,he sidled up to her.Join me outside?I’m not into alcoholnot into… Continue reading →| lillian the home poet
KIT KAT KLUB HEADLINERS TONIGHT Mr. Goodbar and the Red Hots jazz like you’ve never heard it before! The Sugar Babies, Twizzlers and Sweetarts let your imaginations think about that! Mike & Ike serving the best hootch in town great… Continue reading →| lillian the home poet
We trekked our way through glorious scenery that year. The Teton mountains witnessed our love grow as we explored their many trails. We held hands walking through fields of wildflowers as spring bloomed. That summer we ran along Jenny Lake… Continue reading →| lillian the home poet
Rooftops cold, lifeless.No sharing. No caring. Deadmetaphorically. Values depleted.Hopper’s view of the future,stark warning. Resist. Jarring emptiness.Where were you when it happened?Democra…| lillian the home poet
Time moves incessantly ambles as we stroll rolls as we revel cascades in times of joyturning, flowing, always forward. Time separates, even while moving forward.Distance added to time.Friends diverge to their own paths amble, roll, cascade.But true friendship transcends time.… Continue reading →| lillian the home poet
Sanaa is the hostess at dVerse: She says, “For today’s Poetics, I want you all to select ONE of the following three options and write a poem:” 1- Love Potions and Concoctions: Write a …| Colleen Writes & Publishes
Morning coffee…daily habit I can’t break;I crave its strong aroma,hot liquid taste upon my tongue.As the fragrant beans grind down,my mood and eyelids lift,perfectly set until midday,I …| Brazanne Muse
Natural beauty displays patterns,held in open symmetry.Mesmeric art unchanged, re-birthed,from one life to another.Eyes or signs of stepping stones,life trod then wings bore flight.💞Suzanne A sijo,…| Brazanne Muse
Photo by Tirachard Kumtanom on Pexels.com Learning new languageis complicatedI break down the soundsFix them firmly inspare space in my headthat’s so far withinI rarely venturebut once I begi…| Brazanne Muse
Photo by Anna Shvets on Pexels.com So tired,I wait,for rest to comeI meditate to sleepThe door to dreams remains unseenbut I know it lays between,the moment that I falland awaken once againBut memo…| Brazanne Muse
