Pet Roar

There is no roar

like the roar of a roar

if you could trap it

confine it

release it at will

let it out

when you need to

then call it back

your roar

is a good pet

and what good companions

are for

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dVerse prompt on the word roar

Pet Roar

I want to write like Dali

I want to write like Dali painted

disjointed

everything capable

of fluidity whether a horse

or time

or an elephant and rhino on stilts

elongate the llllllls

create more holes in the OOOOOOs

put a whole world inside just one

put a landscape on the table

a seascape in knees

find paragraphs

that grow trees

 

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dVerse prompt on surrealism

 

 

 

I want to write like Dali

Breath of Life

With each new day You breathe into me
In my deepest sleep You breathe into me

Lack of You all my cells diminish
Joyful celebration You breathe into me

I will no longer take Your breath ungracious
These breaths are not my own You breathe into me

Become aware of this divine connection
My body is Your Temple You breathe into me

Fill this temple with Your presence
Alpha to omega You breathe into me

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a ghazal promoted by dVerse on breathe promoted by Grace Black

Breath of Life

Penmanship

Penmanship was always my favorite class.  There was a fountain pen and a bottle of Skrip ink, usually black.  The ink bottle had a little curved shelf on its inside where the ink could gather.  Put the nib of the fountain pen in and suck the ink with a lever on the side of the pen.  All this while sitting at a wood desk placed in rows by Mrs. Manocchio, my fifth grade teacher.

 

Trying to keep the ink between the lines of the paper, I made continuous circles round and round practicing to hold the pen in comfort, to get use to the flow of the nib.  Prepare the hand to loop and turn and form letters, then words, a complete sentence and the ultimate paragraph.  I was learning cursive writing with just the right slant and height of the i, dotted in just the right place between the lines, forming the perfect penmanship.

 

recall school days

labored for words on paper

ink dot on the snow
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dVerse prompt on handwriting which is becoming a lost art

 

 

 

Penmanship