First light arrives before five in the morning. The birdsongs arrive with it. A cacophony of twittering, and avian arias, shatter my sleep, and any hopes of returning to it. By afternoon, however, a scattering of songs—at well-spaced intervals—may arise. This abundance of radiance—so close to the end […]
Originally posted on dVerse:
Welcome, poets! I am Frank Tassone, your host for today’s Haibun Monday! Today, we blend prose and haiku together to craft that famous Japanese poetic form. And today, our inspiration is the first solstice of the year! Summer Solstice? Or Winter Solstice? You decide.…
Originally posted on Heed not Steve:
Father’s Day –he settles intolove’s gravity —— © Steve Mitchell 2022 — Happy Father’s Day, Dad! I love you.
Originally posted on Peter Frankis writes:
who wrote these lyrics? the house is loud?with autumn rain the night air is…bright it’s already 2 a.m this strange thing must have crept Image: Hill 60 is the ‘exclusive’ end of Port Kembla (doesn’t stop lime leaking from their cement render…
6/20/22: unprompted a softwhoosh of windherean afternoon coolpassing away #tanka #micropoetry #poetry