Stuck between
the moment of
calcium and
titanium, I was
discovered white
in the deep-night
and golden
in daylight,
but my magic is
the faint color
of ocean blue
when you tilt an
aquamarine gemstone
just right
https://sciencenotes.org/scandium-facts/
for #ds106 MetalVerse Poem
Stuck between
the moment of
calcium and
titanium, I was
discovered white
in the deep-night
and golden
in daylight,
but my magic is
the faint color
of ocean blue
when you tilt an
aquamarine gemstone
just right
https://sciencenotes.org/scandium-facts/
for #ds106 MetalVerse Poem
Joke-tellers
and riddle-sellers
in a room
full of masks
can only imagine
the smiles
by listening
for laughs
for #ds106
Every poet is a juggler
of words, tossing
intangibles into the air
with a silent sweep
of sound, dissonance and rhyme
At times, the paper's jagged edge
tears the heart; each
word spinning, a stanza drop,
before the headspace performer
reconsiders, edits, restarts
for #ds106
https://vocaroo.com/13aaGVWIub8W
Muse rises / Muse roams
Music surprises / Music flows
Musical landscapes / Musical poems
When the Muse wants is when the Muse goes
#ds106 (perseverance poem)
Poets hide
In clear site
Gathering up notes
In order to write
To wonder where
The world tilts
And how best to
Set it right
for #ds106
Where water goes,
so we go, too,
we flow from sky
to mountain
to rivulet through
this twisting,
winding landscape
of home and stone;
You, leading me;
Me, chasing you
- inspired by the travels of rain off Mount Greylock, Massachusetts
for #ds106
Of stale crumbs
and nimble bones,
these stories we leave
in dirt and dust,
the zany crazy echoes of
endless rust;
in the end, every poem
sits alone
for #ds106
34
is semiprime, the ninth in its line,
four divisors as its heart,
with its familiar neighbors on
either side 33 35 while
3434,
that that’s not not prime prime,
it’s not not ready for its moment,
for its only an even even
composite composite
dot dot on the
number number
line line
https://voca.ro/1cF1fs43p3aE
for #ds106
Invisibly Lifted
No one sees
the strings
the stars
the pull of gravity
that anchors us
to places where we are
No one sees
the words
the poems
the reaching out
connecting us
all the way towards home
Inspired by #ds106 Lines of Thought Collab Wheel http://bit.ly/linesofthought