at the end of road

 

when all flowers have withered

        black-smothered by north wind 

                                                          

when all leaves have fluttered                         

        brown-speckled to cold soil

    

promise me 

you will still sing with gusto

        & dance with light-feet beats

keep your edges 

        but remain gentle as rain 

        & nourish moon-seeds of spring

Posted for dVerse Poets Pub- Quadrille, hosted by Lillian.  This is a 44 word post with the selected word:   Promise.  Join us when the pub doors open at 3pm EST.

Thanks for your comments and visits.

lighter than air

when darkest of night come

or coldest of the hour seep

your skin to shivering blue

when loudest of silence

or biggest self-doubts stand

as black-eyed monster in path 

remember the candlelight 

inside you

allow forgiveness

allow a helping hand

bestowing, un-

bounding grace 

Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille:  Let there be Light, hosted by De Jackson.  This is a 44 word post with the chosen word, light.  Thanks for your visits and comments.

summer's end

from seed, you grew tall

orange cupcake flower

i wanted you to bloom forever

but summer's end is here

[pause]

spin me out of summer blues

as flowers turn deep sun-blood

slow decay by wind chill-  

dying/dyeing

ink, garden these verses  

[within me]

Zinnia, Orange Cupcake

Posted for dVerse Poets Pub- Quadrille #207 Poem Spin Cycle, hosted by De Jackson.  The chosen word is SPIN to be used in this 44 word count poem.  Thanks for your comments and visits.

brooding under our balcony

she should be crabby

over narrow space,

heat & falling bed

but robin sits

claiming her space, 

brooding in silence

awaiting eggs to hatch

come rain or strong wind-

ignoring nosy neighbors-

her eyes steady as sun

casting softest of light

on blooming zinnias

Posted for  dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille, hosted by Merril Smith.   The selected word is CRAB.  Thanks for your visits and comments.

here (this place)

 

is where dandelions and wild

flowers bloom

and where

red maple and lilacs rise to

greet the spring morning

hello yelllow!

is planted roots, 

4 seasons

and city bursting & bustling 

of hues, stories & languages

we're settled now

this place 

we call

home!

Posted for dVerse Poets Pub- Quadrille - hosted by De Jackson.  This a 44 word post with the chosen word, PLACE. Thanks for your visits and comments.

my hand holds a pomegranate

 

I swallow the seeds  

spilling

warm sea in my womb 

bless my body

- a child -

untouched by sorrow

bestowed from darkness to light

through slumbering fog

hear my plea

heal bleeding pain

i'm weary but hopeful

when will our child of love be born?

Created by Microsoft Bing (AI)

Posed for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille, hosted by Punam. This is a 44 word post with the chosen word, slumber. Thanks for the visits and comments.

sky-painting

a cup of tea

simmers with aroma

you sip its warmth

as blues shuffles the air

evoking happy times-

you write your verses

imagining time is splatter of color

you draw on sands

vermillion sky-

mumuration of starlings-

you, being carried away

on clouds

Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille hosted by Lillian.  This is a 44 word post with the chosen word - Imagine.  Join us when the pub doors open at 3pm EST.

when nerves are fire

when i arrived

sky was dove grey

as your face, cloud-pinched 

by pain

i wash your hands 

fragile as crepe paper

soothing gentle words 

believing

i give you relief 

but torment is intense

your nerves are fire

you say, 

being old is not fun

Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille, hosted by De Jackson.  This is a 44 word post with the given word, PINCH.  Join us when the pub doors open at 3pm EST.

the "real" Christmas trees

sky is a mirror

snow-dredged, grey-stained

by sleet & salt

december breezes 

stiff cold as bone-dry wheat stalks

maple trees are leafless

while pine and spruce trees are needled-thick

unadorned, uncut & crowned

by winter stars

magical

[I wish I could send you one]

Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille, hosted by Bjorn Rudberg.    This is a 44 word post with the chosen word "snow".   Thanks for your visits and comments.

burning

you can turn red hot, an angry wildfire

on this autumn season

but the cool nights have prevailed

casting a soft brushed-golden light 

on your skin

on your cheeks

browning

mellowing

slowing down

your pulse rate simmers to lethargic

wait

you bow to nature

autumn:  burning bush

Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille hosted by Lisa Fox.  This is a 44 word post with the selected word, brush.   Join us when the pub doors open at 3pm EST.  Thanks for your visit and comments.

anonymous (twitter) confessions, you

tell me 

you're pining for midnight kiss,

on starless night

your hair brushed by wings of

fireflies

i'll smile (with emojis)

& listen to musings

& delusions 

(uncensored) 

don't blame me though

for your life's choices

i'm just a girl

with 

(your)

confession account

Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille with the chosen word, PINE, hosted by De Jackson.  Join us when the pub doors open at 3pm EST.   

song credits (to us)

 

we're blending the lyrics & notes

to strum of guitar riffs

you drunk-sway as goldfish in fish-

bowl

i play the piano (off)key

as soaked flowers  

by summer rain

our faces are blue

with sweet refrains & kisses

bravely, we watermark the album 

with our names

Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille:  Pouring Out Our Poems - Hosted by De Jackson.  This is a 44 word post with the chosen word - water.  Join us when the pub doors open at 3pm EST.

summer of calendula

 

i count more than 12 petals

sun-radiant, golden lemon bright,

red specks in the center

we are bee-struck over your

healing prowess

though your size is my palm 

your willowy sway

in the breeze, safron scent of mint

and thyme

brings a joyful morning

Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille hosted by Lisa.   

Happy 12th anniversary dVerse!

the long hands of daylight

stretches along fields, 

bereft of green

foliage of spring

& wildflowers

winter is still dusting white

cracks of asphalt

but there's joy when light

shifts, collides & brushes the trees 

not with weary shell

but with robust yellow-peach 

strokes, glinting our eyes 

with color 

Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille, hosted by Mish.  This is a 44 word post, with the chosen word, SHIFT.  Thanks for your visits and comments.

Thunderstruck

 

your words are thundersnow

to my sunflower hands

your passion is lightning

hammering the wind 

i gasp at the intensity of your emotions

as the skyscape darkens, swells

for a moment, i'm iced blue 

then melting

i revel in the moment 

of storm's ardor

Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille hosted by De Jackson.  This is a 44 word post, with the chosen word, GASP.   We had a rare thundersnow last Saturday.

travel diary (+12 hr time difference)

 

i smell the green of tropical plants

under the unrelenting sun

humid air

perfumes

grilled seasoned meats,

rice rolled sweets, coconut-sugar treats

one scary note was

driving the car & sharing the road

with motorcycles bee-swarming

left and right-

you get roller coaster nightmare- 

Red Hibiscus

Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille, hosted by De Jackson.   The selected word is SCARE, to be written in 44 words.  My post is a bit different from the Halloween theme, but its a scary reality when driving around the Philippines (and other Asian countries).   Join us when the pub doors open at 3pm EST.  

under the painting of strawberry pink moon, you

 

write me 

bass drum robust lyrics

heart pounding swaying beat

moving limbs to salsa  

then a slow saxophone mood

scooping blues & easy guitar riffs

spooning us to drowsiness, a spell  

we add running-out-of-time kisses,

shiver of throbbing sun

in this cozy windowless room 

Posted for dVerse Poets Pub- Quadrille, hosted by Sanaa Rizvi.   This is a 44 word post with the chosen word, SPELL.  Join us when the pub doors open at 3pm EST.  Thanks for your comments.

the paradox of the changing clocks

minute hand moves 

forward, but escape wheel

is stuck

-tiny buds wilt in tail of winter's breath-

-leaves shiver-shrink from false

spring's embrace-

grip this season 

of becoming

as the blossoming earth

peels back

-dead skin-

-mourning dress coats-

we thirst for life

(deeply)

Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille hosted by Lisa.  This is a 44 word post with the chosen word, SEASON.  Thanks for the your visit and comments.

you write your words

on paper

blue-smudged, yellow-curled of verses

lifting us in lark

of fun, light as clouds

months later,

on grieving your leaving,  

we read 

your letter

<dart-folded plane>

we should've been giggling

but your voice cuts

& weighs heavy as stone door 

we cannot close

Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille, hosted by De Jackson.  This is a post of 44 words, with the given word, PAPER.   Join us when the pub doors open at 3pm EST.  Thanks for the visits and comments.

after the strong southwest wind

 

when your eyelids shut

do you recall white-pink sands 

or the rage behind mud-graffitied walls 

do you see the bluest skim of lake

or spiralling darkness of missed turns of road signs 

weep

but open your eyes 

the light 

inside you

is never spent

Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille hosted by Bjorn Rudberg.  This is a 44 word post with the chosen word - EYE.  Join us when the pub doors open at 3pm EST.  Thanks for your visit and comments.