exhumed and unmasked–
falling into the abyss
of the vast unknown
For Colleen’s #TankaTuesday words, dig and grave.
Happy Halloween!
painting
ghosted
constellating through trees
I am
lying down and looking up
at my innervisions
shouting with the wind
I am
carried by currents
that refuse to cohere
barefoot unhatted
I am
wrapping my head
around the sky
nothing sticks to me
I am
as shadowless as
the inside of night
For the dVerse prompt from Sarah, creating character through what they sense (with a nod to the seasonal celebrations)
the answer to all of your questions
it is not
forever not
everlasting neither
early nor late–
it is not never
not now
it’s located where
it can’t be seen
but it is not lost–
just somewhere
that is nowhere
or perhaps elsewhere
it’s a series of endless
clues in a game
without an end–
a spiral upended
down into
bottomless time
whereupon
it returns
from nevermore
to anywhere–
ending up as
it began–wherever
A poem using the repetitive technique of polyptoton, the challenge from Frank at dVerse, for Sue Vincent’s photo prompt, above.
I tend to use a lot of repetition, but not exactly in this way. An interesting exercise.
translations
who will solve
the sorcery of
synergies
that mirror
dreams and wishes like a feast
of dazzled delight?
A shadorma for Colleen’s #TankaTuesday words spell and treat.
aquatic
The Oracle gave me another delirious vision. With moons of course. The sun shadowing on my floor when I went to take the photos of my mandala added another dimension.
sleep away stormy seas–
beneath dreams whisper moons
shining bare like the winds
of roses blown into blue mist
where is the purple lake
of shadow sky?
show me the language of water
swimming through light
Green
A haiga for Colleen’s #Tanka Tuesday picture prompt, below, from artist Michael Seibt, chosen by last month’s poet, Diana Peach.
Inside the earth, it is always green.
What do I see with
out seeing? What sounds reflect
terra’s transcendence?
yellow sky sun
I consulted the Oracle for Sue Vincent’s photo prompt, above.
enormous
this drunken light
raw seaspray yellow sky sun
in blue water lies moonsleep–
the wind a diamond goddess
above shadows of whispering rock
