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
Gracious thankfulness:
for all who find ways to play
and collaborate
for #ds106 and #clmooc
I told myself,
well, it could wait -
and so I did, and so it did,
and now, of course,
the moment's late,
the thread's now lost
to attention and time,
and the poem I thought
I might have wrote
has gone and lost its mind
for #ds106
Our gathering together
never gets better:
words dozing in morning song
Reverse haiku #mastoprompt #smallpoems #ds106
Withered old wood,
dotted with holes,
the woodpecker knows
its spots, this broken
tree must believe in
itself, its roots remain
grounded in soil and
dust, it must not let
go until the final storm
rages, the ragged breath
of an Earth sighing out
just one last song
#ds106
Audio: https://sodaphonic.com/audio/7eId3XHJCNmgtdr3lbCY
... and in love,
forgive, for in
this forgotten,
the corners
of this world -
where dust
and debris of
you and me
lingers -
the folds
become us
in response to Sheri E's poem
https://flic.kr/p/2n2uB1L
#ds106
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