Originally posted on Stella Pierides: The November challenge at Parkinsons.Art involves rewriting a given poem in our own preferred form. Here is the tanka I wrote in response: the mist and I cold, lingering, and silent… under the park bench a handwritten missive, advice from a brave heart

Originally posted on the other bunny: Wicked. For fear of God, some shun the word. You ride it like a broom. You circle the moon each dreary October, while glistening thunder booms. You scratch out spells with a stick, eyes and voice smokey as a hex. Unsexed, your tone faded jade like a granny smith…

Originally posted on Bill Waters ~~ Haiku: confetti! these leaves on the breeze * * * *

Originally posted on Heed not Steve: Halloween -maybe next yearwe’ll wear costumes —- Me and Lucie just chilling on a Saturday night (photo by our friend Isabel)

Originally posted on method two madness: can you be presentcan presence beeverywhere caneverywhere bepresent, waiting opening the mindthe mind breakingdown unscared openingthe mind breakingwide open, unscared silent with lifelife listened toin silence filled withpresence listeningto life with silence A quadrille for November and dVerse, hosted by De, where the word is scare. I did my…

Originally posted on Tao-Talk: painting by Ichiro Tsuruta 鶴田-郎, 1954 Her face a white mask, stone jewels her guardians; carnellian lips her invitation; a portal each escapes into — doom’s dissonant stay. The form is Gogyohka. The poem is directly inspired by Kerfe’s artwork and poetry based on ventriloquist dummies and by our dialogue in…