Mockingbird hops across my trailer’s roof its claws the size of a fingernail paring ...............scratch vibrations across thirty feet of sheet metal push a seed around to break its shell and breakfast with me and this poem For 18 Thursday Jun 2020 dVerse prompt posted by Frank J. Tassone in Meeting the Bar: Critique …
Month: June 2020
Prosery Monday: Different Directions
The filth of bottles, trinkets, and crepe left behind by the Mardi Gras parade renders the morning streets nearly as impassable as when celebrants still danced, drank, and died here all night. He has left no trail, but the gutters, alleys, and alcoves imply a logic of movement that hunters like he and I must …
Terza Rima Beginning with Lines by Pope
First follow nature, and your judgment frame By her just standard, which in time will fall: The earth one day may well expire in flame. It’s no thing ill, for this celestial ball To render back to cosmic dust our due And add the atoms back that form us all. Never out of nature, we …
Rain
The end of May rose to 100 degrees.By the next week, rain hit my aluminum rooflike spare change poured from a sack.Within three days, the thermometerbloomed to 100 again with rainin the forecast for the first week of June.Despite what they say, California has seasons.A new one each week. Posted for the dVerse on …
Jedediah Smith 