Rivers like us know we must follow bends where current flows, but still push against it, in acts of resistance, curving against rock and stone
a Grook (sort of) for #ds106 #dailycreate
Rivers like us know we must follow bends where current flows, but still push against it, in acts of resistance, curving against rock and stone
a Grook (sort of) for #ds106 #dailycreate
Laomedeia (Neptune)
I am once and always my sisters' moon -
a solar sibling to Halimede and Sao, in jagged orbit around Neptune -
we harmonize in frequencies only we understand,
a gift from birth, broken as we were, asteroid pieces of a Nereid's tune
for #ds106
Lear wrote with nonsense and joy he played with his words like a toy he'd bounce on a rhyme in a sing-song-y time to the amusement of the girls and boys
for #ds106
Arranging a day as a game Moving pieces – it's never the same with a roll of the die the time will fly and in the morning, we'll start up again
for #ds106 and #mastoprompt
I'm lost once again in your brush strokes of art and imagination
for Simon #ds106
Sunlight smiles between the spaces where shadow memory still slumbers
Oulipian Haiku for #ds106 (3-5-3-3-3) (structured 17 syllables/lines constrained by prime numbers) https://daily.ds106.us/tdc4104/
The color of wind depends upon the daylight, bent in fractured light
for #ds106
inspired by Koan: “What is the colour of wind?”
From a distance, the drummers pound out an invitation to join with danceable, rhythmic beats
We're caught up in street songs, our voices, on city walls, echo turning into something sweet
A Golden Shovel poem, for #ds106, inspired by Sheri Edward's poem: Dance Your Heart Out via https://askwhatelse.blog/2022/08/29/dance-your-heart-out-daily-create/
A tribe called (it) quest - built inside beats, listened best with headphones on, up too loud, ear-worm samples and word play: urban music getaway
a tanka for #mastoprompt and #ds106