how to step into a muddle wear suitable clothing, preferably rubber goggles are optional bow your legs and walk like a duck quacking is optional once there, embrace the chaos screaming is optional spinning is likely so hold onto yourself tightly love is compulsory For dVerse Quadrille
Tag: Quadrille
painted
gather up the muddle that is yourself fire hard(end) rock eggs leaping within bounce them into a zip(ped) bag to melt avoiding any sort of crunch is a good thing take the resulting liquid and paint the sky an emotional blue flurry of wisdom Quadrille for dVerse
eye to eye
eyes that could melt rock set wild fires incandescent to zip sparks leap(ing) stars aside moon-shadows bouncing hard at galaxy's edge crunch(ing) planetary egg into dust we gather our lost selves to sweep clean that detritus of soul in cornea's heart centre all's reflected
visitors
can you gather up the blessings of your life lived until today and can you see that not all have come as good but often arrive as visitors you did not wish for nor welcomed into your home know that these bless much deeper
eggzipit 1 (groan!)
crunching a verb or two between these rock hard teeth creates a jumble of letters to bounce off the page and fires up an idea that whilst a leap could result in the zipping of this word melt in a long egg of sorts I began the series again after Quadrille #44 so … Continue reading eggzipit 1 (groan!)
shift happens
how to un-zip (my soul) cannot carry this weight any (longer) growth is so painful new limbs at my (age) requires a stretch i cannot make without (something) breaking is how it all (feels) like reality is moving to a new (paradigm) shifting view submission for De's prompt at dVerse and another poem for … Continue reading shift happens
triplicities
fire in the egg you never know soul's crucible it may bubble-up melting my hard shell-like being rock-like heart jump-started blood crunching as it soul … Continue reading triplicities
meltyness
here is a poem designed to burn a delicious murmur into your he(art) to leap and bounce t(here) crun(ching) that now rock-like organ so it will bleed joy and bliss messy like finger paint on your now child-like countenance melt a puddle of self Over at dVerse it … Continue reading meltyness
tons of sobs
electric fingertips channeling screeching soul air magiced vibrato tugging the guts of it all smoky vocal painting velvet strokes snake hipped bass lines with funk to spare a beat so far back it was the original rhythm young gifted bluesmen breaking out breaking Free Posted for Quadrille #40 at dVerse Notes: Formed in London … Continue reading tons of sobs
earthlings
ghost open fear's still scars shadow dance dawn's dream shimmering balloons rose leaving echoed breath to grin storms lulled twist life ajar spring free flicker bliss's whisper to melt sound spill breezes cloud curled bubbles spark skipping drizzle cue giggles pepper-salt journeys Earthing green Posted for the 'All the … Continue reading earthlings