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Firefly, why? #poetry #dVerse

Firefly, whydo you so rarely appear nowto light my sky? You lantern-lit the rosebushesin my garden in Ametllaas if flitting from branch-to-branchgranting wishes. Firefly, whydid we frighten you awaywith our light-hungry folly?And where will you now stay? Lighting up a Christmas bushunder the carved figure of Christ  crucified in Bled, under the moonlight:Won’t you tell […]

Firefly, why? #poetry #dVerse

swiping left.

The octopus is one of nature’s smartest and most enigmatic creatures, seemingly able to engage in some of the more complex thought processes in nature while also taking advantage of its unique physical abilities. Recently, some angry cephalopods were discovered to be assaulting fish by striking them with an arm. Their taste for violence doesn’t […]

swiping left.

town of forgotten poets

there he was arriving on main street carrying a backpack and a suitcase both stuffed with papers “WELCOME TO THE TOWN OF FORGOTTEN POETS.” said the shadows that watched from the windows of nearby buildings He didn’t like the sound of their voices but he sighed and dragged his tired feet along they were almost as tired as his soul and just as hurt He’ll have to live on the streets, for the town was overpopulated

town of forgotten poets

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Big Brain & Soul

Notice that autumn is more the season of the soul than of nature Friedrich Nietzsche Inflate I commune with my soulMore with my becoming ageAnd revel in the sheer rarityTo tweak my internal gauge The end of daysspent by the poolMy soul diesI’m going back to school In Indian mythology, autumn is considered to be […]

Big Brain & Soul

Tea with Lao Tzu*

I invite Lao Tzu to teaon a quilt spread in anopen glen by a river He accepts and sitscross-legged facing mewe both nod our greetings “What can you teach me, Lao Tzu?”“Be quiet in stillness.”I pour tea into his tiny cup “My mind wanders so.How can I learn stillness?”“Meditate.”I fill my teacup as well “I […]

Tea with Lao Tzu*

In My Arms Tonight

Hey peepaals!! How are you guys doing?? So, I’ll be posting a few poems back to back, with other posts too, this month, coz in my “poems” folder, there were 3 unpublished poems! How come I didn’t find these? Hera knows. But never mind, I found them now. I hope you like this poem. I’d […]

In My Arms Tonight

Offline

Three short poems toying with the idea of being or feeling disconnected: I. my heart’s aflutter as I knock on the door, and it resonates like never before; he might not be there, but I am not sure, for a knock this sturdy should be hard to ignore, unless you don’t want to be friends […]

Offline

एक कहानी सुनो.

. कहानियाँ ज़रूर सुननी चाहिए | पता नहीं कौन सी कहानी की सीख हमारे जीवन की दशा और दिशा दिनों को ही बदल दे | आइये ऐसी ही एक कहानी की बात करते है … एक समय की बात है | गंगा नदी के किनारे एक पीपल का बड़ा सा पेड़ था और मैं उस […]

एक कहानी सुनो.

Pinky

Pink Freesia Haiku 272 Latest addition Shyly showing her colours All pretty in pink . My freesia bulbs continue to open in a variety of colours. The latest is this pretty pink one. So far it is the only pink, among many white, red, purple and yellow. At about R3 a bulb, these were definitely […]

Pinky

The Investigators, Inc. The Old House. Chapter 11.

I know we have to hurry so we can catch Cinnamon off guard, but I also want to make sure we stay as safe as possible. First I go downstairs to tell the others to stay in the living room and not go wandering around anywhere. I try to explain things to them a little […]

The Investigators, Inc. The Old House. Chapter 11.

“The sun flared” #poem #poetry #writing

The sun flared a deep gold low on the far horizon Gilding the western skies  While in the east the night by degrees encroached upon the celestial sheet  As it washed the heavens in a pale ink of blue of pastel tones subdued and bided time awhile Until the glorious finale aloft in the crepuscular skieshad blazed its last  And the firmament yielded to […]

“The sun flared” #poem #poetry #writing

Earthworm

suppose you visit me down here you could discard your mirrors in this unlit cascade this fetish of dirt the rub, the writhe segments and soil the dirt and I we are mutually incorporating – in and out the same simple magnificence Written for Sarah’s dVerse prompt “Creepies and Crawlies”

Earthworm

Michu cat

Strange and beautiful yellow eyes.

Michu cat

I’ll not tread lightly

remember school days and how we would play like there was no tomorrow? now the castles we made are the price we must pay or flounder in oceans of sorrow roaming wild and free, building houses in trees as worlds waltzed to discordant tunes like a zephyr through grass, gilded summer days passed; left us […]

I’ll not tread lightly

Frigid Twilight

In weathered sheaves of light before gnarled hands can rest silver strands flow through as painful memories come to mind With each tarnished grey knot spiteful deeds and dead lovers cryremorseful tears roll down a lined facefrozen in songs of frigid twilight  Pale ghosts of the past haunt her  tormenting her languid soulwhispering for final retributionfor all transgressions done ©2021 […]

Frigid Twilight

Caterpillar Analogy – Poem

I have heard of the new earthA wondrous place filled with blissSame constructs but different dimensionsA journey within of self-realization and awareness The caterpillar heard of the new earth toA wondrous place filled with ecstasySame constructs but different physicsA journey within of self-transformation Sacrifice and patience are much needed,For the odyssey is long and often […]

Caterpillar Analogy – Poem

Poetry – Senryū – Going on a Hike – A poem by Goff James

Poem Attribution, Goff James, Going on a Hike Copyright (c) 2021 Goff James – All Rights Reserved  View more senryū poems by Goff James Thank you for your visit goffjamesart.wordpress.com Art Music Photography Poetry Quotations

Poetry – Senryū – Going on a Hike – A poem by Goff James

Past Imperfect – #347

Becky Thatcher: “I sure as hell ain’t goin’ up there.” Tom Sawyer: “But Huck said all the answers we ever wanted is at the top of those stairs.” Becky: “Huck is a twit. That’s what he gets for runnin’ around barefoot all the time. The stupid just sucks up into your toes.” Tom: “Why you […]

Past Imperfect – #347

Eating Our Way Through the Fair

My stomach is just now starting to feel “normal” after four days at the Fair.  I don’t go to the fair just to eat but I will say that a lot of eating gets done anyway. YA and I always purchase two of the fair coupon books and we go through them carefully.  This year […]

Eating Our Way Through the Fair