Harbinger

for dVerse

In the crisp apple air

while the oak leaves still are green

free Summer lingers

though the sweater chill begins

And the leaves reflect gold

though Autumn’s fire

has yet to come

And the sidewalks are not buried

in the rustle, crunch of leaves.

Interrupted

for dVerse

Blackout curtains

Darkness, quiet, peace

Fading remnants of a dream

The hour before I wake

When I drift back to dreams

Until

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Blaring honks!

Jarring, screaming.

An assault upon my senses

Followed by discombobulating light

Dragged from dreams

By my alarm

Question and Answer

for dVerse

Why am I sitting here
when the room isn't warm
and the fire is only
a staircase away
far from my books
first love of my heart?

Listen to the purr
deep and steady
that will not leave my lap
and you will know
why I am sitting here.

Lexicon

for dVerse

song for the dictionary
and thesaurus with words free
like small cavorting faries
luminescent and airy

Blue Geyser

for dVerse

Geyser erupts throwing white on the sky

As if the water turned cloud against the blue

Hangs for a moment and then with a sigh

Falls back to the sapphire from whence it flew

Where indigo ripples bubble anew

Until the last ring fades and all is still

Leaving the heated turbulence tranquil

Revising Dreams

for dVerse

Revised

mellifluous dreams

breath nutmeg

and chirp after me

I will seek for them

heart first

for each honeyed crumb

would you blacken them?

heckle, fleer

caw unasked advice?

it does not matter

for soapsuds

sting but a moment

then breath forth new life

fresh, with the

scent of ironed heat

definitions

mellifluous - sweet, especially referring to a voice

fleer - essentially means sneer, but sounds cooler

Original

I’m a dreamer

Can’t you see?

With golden dreams

Trailing after me.

I’m going to find them

No matter who tries to stomp them

Smear my dreams with dirt

I’ll clean them up

Wash them, dry them, iron them

And make them come to life

 

Dún Aonghasa

for dVerse

cliff above crashing waves: fear

and yet the sight calls me near

down at turquoise waters peer

breath stolen by the drop sheer

This is a Tanaga, a Filipino form of poetry. It has four rhyming lines of seven syllables each.

Dún Aonghasa is a fort on Inishmore in Ireland. A good portion of the fort has fallen into the sea. There is no barrier to stop you from crawling right up to the edge of the cliff and looking over. It's an exhilarating experience!

Framed

for dVerse

self portrait

framed

two eyes but

missing glasses

for eyes aren’t better

framed

two hands

one smile

me

me

one person

thousand tales

folded back and forth

like creases in a walnut

memories, experiences

missing or not

as you look

some things remain

unframed