A setting sun
makes faces glow
it reflects
on the passing day
sparkles sand
makes sea shine
lingers on the surface
of earth
makes it golden or pink
before it disappears
leaves colors
temporarily
dangling on clouds
brilliant
in its display
worthy of audience
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dVerse prompt to write a quadrille using the word glow
Photo on the beach Pine Cliffs in the Algarve, Portugal
Sweet smell of Africa
clings to my nostrils
it is in my bag
open it
my clothes unfold
a memory of singing
and dancing
under the night sky
fabric swirls
keeps the air
in its weave
releases
smells
of Ghana
Cote de Ivoire
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dVerse prompt to write a quadrille and use the word keep
The tomb urn is big enough to hold a body. (It is another way to bury the dead in ancient Sicily. We see them in the archeological museum.) I am climbing over an adult-sized one trying not to break it. When I get to the top, the urn falls forward and moves down a small hill. It does not break so my relief is great. A girl comes to help me to move it upright and to set it in a new place. I know this dream is about death. How the burying of the dead has changed since the beginning. Now I can choose my burial in an ecopod much like the urns of Sicily. I will know the falling of the vessel that takes me away. That it is there ready to receive me.
I went to the beach
air was so fresh
sea salt refreshed me
it was in the air
and in the water
refreshing—
Greeks say it keeps
your skin from aging
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dVerse prompt to repeat a word in different form called polyptoton. Photo from today in Crete.
“Where can a blind man go who is pursued by bees?” Pablo Neruda
He knows not to go in the clover patch. He can smell its sweetness and cannot enter. His forgotten place he longs for— along the shore of the Mediterranean with wind moving in his hair.
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dVerse prompt on questioning in poetry. Answering Neruda.
Plumes of ash
hot rocks under foot
we climb up to Mt Etna
no earthquake today
the air quivers with sound
of explosions underground
vent and spew on your own time
change can come quickly
expect the expectable
in a world of the predictable
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dVerse prompt to write a quadrille using the word quiver. Went to Mt Etna, an active volcano in Sicily.
In Sicily
smoking volcano
remember the day
we walked Pompeii’s narrow streets
souvenir of what happened
nature unleashed
