a thud on the window
see-through glass brings the woods outside in
just for a second the bird believed it could fly into my living room
hit hard
spine fracturing thump
a pine siskin is convulsing outside on the deck
its beak moving as if it eats
feet traveling in a journey
wings that cannot move
« Darkness came, full of moths and beetles. I was oppressed by the velvety emptiness of the word and swathes of soft grass. Then the fumes of the night put me to sleep. ». Laurie Lee
in the dark no words
moths and beetles take to air
I sleep night’s fragrance
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dVerse prompt to change Laurie Lee’s prose to poetry. Thanks for some great prose to work with. #4
« I had never been so close to grass before. It towered above me and all around me, each blade tattooed with tiger-skins of sunlight. It was knife-edge, dark and wicked green, thick as a forest and alive with grasshoppers that chirped and chattered, and leapt through the air like monkies.» Laurie Lee
thick the grass will grow
wicked green as a forest
where grasshoppers leap
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dVerse prompt to change Laurie Lee prose to poetry #3
« That first long secret drink of golden fire, juice of those valleys and of that time, wine of the wild orchards, of russet summer, of plump red apples, and Rosie’s burning cheeks. Never to be forgotten, or ever tasted again. » Laurie Lee
drink apple cider
fermented like days of old
brings fire to cheeks
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dVerse prompt to make Laurie Lee prose into poem. #2
« White elder blossom and dog roses hug in the hedges, blank as unwritten paper, and the hot empty road reflected Sunday’s waste and indifference. High sulky summer sucked me towards it. » Laurie Lee
dogwood blossoms near
line road to imperfection
I walk in that heat
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dVerse prompt to take prose writing of Laurie Lee and make it a poem.
Four choices and I want to do all four in haiku.
Golden pea pods are on the vine, easy to see against the green. Patches of spinach, arugula, kale, chard and beet greens. Let’s go make a salad. Add scallions, fresh herbs- parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme. Now I am in a song.
Be patient tending tomato, cucumber and pepper plants. Someday they too will join in the salad.
wake from day to day
pray for more sun and some rain
we eat from the bowl
Night is a black tutu
with glitter and crystals that sparkle
twirling and swirling
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dVerse prompt from wonderful artist J Hurlbert – art used by permission of the artist
Press strings on fret
hold tight
strum or pluck
find a rhythm
Slide to another
hold tight
chord of C7
fingers aching
Dreams of Joni and Joan
sounds of voice and string
oh to be like them
Never too late
for a new song
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dVerse quadrille using the word fret
In spring and summer most of my time is used in the garden
at times I think I have too much garden
Picking and plucking along the ground
weeds are like words in my garden
Time to share with hummingbirds and bees
who bury themselves in plants of the garden
Slugs don’t stand a chance if they climb through my fence
I will murder them if they enter green garden
I could buy a bag of peppers from the grocery store
would rather I harvest from plants in the garden
Joy of seeing a chipmunk or black-capped chickadee
as they pick out seeds from the garden
Now I know why my beans didn’t grow
because of that mole in my garden
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dVerse prompt to write a ghazal
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