Tuesday Poetics

  • Blindsided

    Blindsided

    It’s Poetics Tuesday over at the dVerse Poets Pub. This week our prompt is to write about November and what it means to us. *** Papyrus-like leaves flutter in November’s sharp breeze grasping at what used to be: reluctant to let go of their lifeless branches once lush and green. Listless gray clouds hovering and

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  • An Hour Killed

    An Hour Killed

    It’s Poetics Night at the dVerse Poets Pub. Our host tonight, Gospel Isosceles (Amaya Engleking) has asked us to “turn the pub into a psychological strip club as we bare it all.” The prompt is taboo. McDonald’s and a movie… On a school night? He was my older cousin, so it was okay but home

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  • Scapegoat

    From where does the thundercloud come with its black sacks of tears?~ Neruda’s ‘The Book of Questions’ (El libro de las preguntas). Wild broken-hearted tears of lovers lost or never found in the first place. Tears of anger, disappointment frustration and loneliness — desperate tears offered up to Heaven when all else failed — tears

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  • With One Eye Closed

    With One Eye Closed

    It’s Tuesday Poetics at the dVerse Poets Pub. Today’s theme is “making much of madness.   Each day I am tormented when I search the newspaper obituary column and find you unlisted. I am afraid to leave my apartment: you could be everywhere. I check and double-check the six locks bolted to my splitting wooden

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