Drizzle

Image by tuptus1703 from Pixabay

 

down falls the drizzle

without a hiss or sizzle

as slowly it chisels

against pale cloud frizzles

adding to the sky’s grizzle

until at last it all fizzles

with the last drop of mizzle 

Written for Moonwashed Musings

Wading

Photo by Pascal Bernardon on Unsplash

She walks where waterlilies bloomed
Nearby the hanging boughs of yellow leaves
Lift on the breeze before falling doomed
Rippling where the watered mirror receives

Anything it can from the open air’s open hand
Here she removes two well worn shoes
Paying sure tribute from the upper land
And wades where e’re she’ll choose

 

dVerse challenge using these words in order near – can – remove – sure

 

 

 

Bookwyrm

 

Photo by Alyzah K on Unsplash

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Here in opulent splendor I lie
On such a wonderful, lavish nest
That no mortal shall from me wrest
Though a thousand heroes dare try

For did they gather up this treasure dear?
Did they hunt down each precious book?
Scour through libraries or Dead Sea nooks?
Or wait patiently for a new release each year?

No! T’was I that braved the world
I that raided pyramids and monasteries
And infiltrated Alexandria’s Great Library
So on my scrolls and books I’ll stay curled

Now I patiently order my prizes online
E-books, audio, hardbacks; they’re all mine.

Written for dVerse.