Mushroom Meditation

#dverse, #prose. #flashfiction.

https://dversepoets.com/2023/03/13/prosery-meditation/

This evening at #dversepoetrypub we have been prompted to write 144 words of prosery using the line ” In time in space I sit thousands of feet above the sea.” from the poem meditation in sunlight by May Sarton. thanks Merrill for this choice of line.

Mushroom Meditation.

In good old England on 26^th march 2023 the clocks sprang forward in space. In time I sit thousands of feet above the sea. Why I chose to remove these feet from their owners was down to the mushrooms I had had for supper last night.

Meditating in the bath, sunlight filtering through the bathroom window this morning my mind not my own. My feet up between the taps floating as if above the sea. I made the decision that my neighbour’s feet needed to hang above the sea that is my bath.

I take my chain saw out for a foot collection party. Only to wake in the park with a bag of feet still wrapped in shoes and socks. As I Remember the image of feet sitting above the sea. A voice asks “Excuse me sir did you steal those mannequin feet.”

limerick #playful

https://dversepoets.com/2023/03/07/dverse-poetics-playtime/

hello its playtime at #dversepoetspub so here is a cheeky limerick.

Arron’s #limerick!

There is a carpenter, Arron,

Who works his wood in shear abandon,

His skate boarding known,

With each jump kudos blown,

Now known as a complete Sharon.

Hearts gasp.

https://dversepoets.com/2023/03/06/quadrille-171-poetry-is-a-kind-of-gasp/

IT’S QUADRILLE TIME!!!! at #dversepoets pub.

Hearts gasp #Quadrille.

(A warning)

My heart gasps in fright,

Jolted conscious one grey morning,

My eyes fibbing,

Seeing through hungover eyes.

Dinosaurs wading the furth of forth.

My liver gasps in fear,

Jolted awake one near death cockcrow,

My mind coming aware,

That alcohol can,

Kink you mind.

Half moon promise

Tonight’s #dversepub poetic meet is all about the half moon. so we are writing haibuns on the subject.

https://dversepoets.com/2023/02/27/haibun-monday-2-27-23-mezza-luna/

Photo by Tobias Bju00f8rkli on Pexels.com

Half-moon promise!

#Haibun, #halfmoon, #dverse.

Riding home at sunset in February always pleasant as each evening gets lighter. The half moon rising in the sky with a few stars shining brighter than the light pollution from my town. The weather report on the evening news promises a chance to glimpse the northern lights from here, normally too far south for such a treat. Then the clouds appear obscuring any hope. Perhaps one day another trip to Scotland will be fitted into my life.

Please Mezza Luna,

Northan lights a must see,

On my bucket list.

Music #quadrille.

Quadrille #170: Music is My Refuge

#dverse, #poetspub

Tonight we have been invited to write a #Quadrille about music. it reminded me of an older quadrille from January 2021 called music dab https://pyscopoet.home.blog/2021/01/11/music-dab/. which included the word dab/dabbling. i do recall writing another about using headphones. so you can see that listening to music always has been and always been one of my vices.

Music #quadrille.

The power of music,

Brings back memories,

Good, bad and damned hostile.

Lightens my darker moods,

Calms my inner struggles,

Chills me after work.

Frustration at,

failing to play,

instruments,

Torments me,

always will.

Guitar,

Drums,

Symbols,

Piccolo,

Piano,

My,

Heart.

Drop

The

Mic.