Category DVerse

Ukigumo nights – dVerse Haibun Monday

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Watercolour-whisp clouds, drifting as if the merest hint of Chinese White has been dabbed from sable onto Coeruluem Blue. The sky is a vast upturned cup, an endless realm. I stand and stare, transfixed for a moment, forgetting all that the day has laid at my feet.

a trick of the eye

ukigomo suspended

ethereal eve.

 

This week, it’s Haibun Monday’s turn over on dVerse (and yes, I am a day late, please forgive me!). The lovely Kanzensakura is our host for the haibun and we have been invited to write on the theme of sky.

I hope you enjoy my offering and please do head on over to dVerse to look up, up and away and enjoy what others have written.

 

Dream catcher – dVerse Quadrille

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this jar contains my dreams

lid screwed tight

to protect them,

to keep them safe

from

the discordance,

the noise,

the interference

the slings

and arrows.

I crouch, ensconced within glass,

part of the world

yet separate.

Ethereal dreams, will-o-the-wisp,

you are my saviour.

 

It’s Monday and time for the quadrille over on dVerse. This week, Bjorn (welcome back!) invites us to write on the theme of ‘jar’, in whatever form inspires us.

At the moment, the film The BFG is all the rage, coinciding with the 100th anniversary of Roald Dahl’s birth. In the City of London I came across the engaging installation  you see above outside The Royal Exchange, which is on my way to the office. A Dream Jar Trail is all over London, and will raise money for Save the Children, to help children’s dreams come true. So, as soon as I saw ‘jar’, I was inspired!

Please do head on over to dVerse to delve into other quadrilles, and why not take part yourself?

The little things – dVerse Open Link Night

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All those tiny details

that, at the time, I failed to mention.

Such as the way you tipped your head

to one side when you were listening,

truly listening.

(I could always tell if you were

only humouring me, or, for that matter, someone else).

I failed to mention that I had noticed this,

and all the other things about you that I loved.

Perhaps my failure wasn’t so tiny,

just like the tiny details of you, that weren’t so insignificant after all.

 

Tonight, it is Open Link Night over on dVerse, where we can post any poem we like – there’s no specific prompt, so we can choose any route we please!

This poem was inspired by a programme I was listening to on BBC Radio 4 where a poet was reading from her latest published collection. Frustratingly, I can’t find it now, nor can I remember the poet’s name!

Anyway, do head on over to dVerse, dive in and enjoy!