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Deriving the virtue from irony

we [live]

type of visual art work by sticking cloth

when morning haze covers up

dreaming figures

silhouetting at ocean horizon

the magic eye puzzle

in graffiti days overlaid  nights

ancient harmony

pentatonic crop

I smile/jive

long-short, long-short

Thanks, pen reverence

giving

Arriving with waves this year’s Love.

Turquoise Lagoon. Castanets of heart.

Summer playground.

Inner life

fantasy dreamland

aligned with Adagio

Tea green and regal

aqua light passage

to India

mellow toes in the know of seasons

poking into Pandora box

as forgotten canyon,

echoing untitled reflection

vertigo

stars exploded second time

in century…

Sojourn at breathing spaces
to ponder a peace.

Read more at: PU Mid-Wee Motif, d'Verse MTB: Thanksgiving

Shared with PU Poetry Pantry

Sketchy

photo by Mona Bouzarout ~ In memory of a man ~ flickr

You looked in the mirror

learning what is beyond

facial features…

Like the hand on the weight

scale, the head bouncing

leaned to the left or right.

You smile, then surprisingly

raise the brows,

learning how to think

a thought, perhaps.

Pulled corners of lips

and breathed fast,

exhaling on face

the mirror showed you…

Steamy, reflection

will puzzle us,

finger so many chances

to find real face…

Cloudy moments

'Snowstorm' by Maurice de Vlaminck

They stand weak-kneed, altered,

the grey-blue dim fright,

tears-icicles stuck

in the tops.

Still flutter, the life pirouetting,

spills stained laughter on

forgotten stumps/logs.

Aligned to walls,

guard lifeless silence,

neglected desires’

inner child.

Considered miserable,

the final decision

postponed, passed on to

snow storming 
vagrant.

Sunday Whirl 188

Read more at: Sunday Whirl, Magpie Tales

Above as Below

Artwork by Cheryl Hrudka

Hmmm…whi-i-s-sper…snap, snap!

Flying above the bodies

a fear, hiding in creases of eyelids.

I balloon to the ceiling

aware of your poking nose,

chewing habits and ready

to kick feet.

The root rod keeps

here and now.

Your words rolling

multiple faces

mouths opened and closed

beard broad way down

hatching as reaching

the cracked concrete

seconds.

The miracle of 59 become 00

having too divine shape

the minute absorbs eternity…

Read more at: PU Poetry Pantry

Abstract concrete motif

'Rapture with music' by Gholam Yunessi

At first

healthy

notorious motif

serving better

our toxic and fiery

purpose

turning tables,

ambiguous chairs,

letting stage be

our home,

we’re forging the reason,

emulated precarious

puzzles,

piano pauses,

words

accusing

the weight

over lurking pensive

floor lamps,

highlighted the

blooming Bonsai,

blurry painting

aligned with nodding

Hawaiian turtles. 

Read more at: Three Word Wednesday, PU Mid-Week Motif, d'Verse Poetics

Lingering jump

Highway ~ courtesy of Tess Kincaid

Settled in the restless

midst of night

I road two-sides ways.

The street lamps lights

highlight the margin line,

where soul mix & self-fix

toasty subtle skin

like ambrose within.

Yields the palate

of shadow hunt

I’m testing a lingering jump

quantum way

to embrace the winter hut.

A prisoner of four walls

I'm a ghost of

layered thoughts.

A fresh start shimmering

tends to spill.

Behind the veil

of closed eyes

the hint.

by Brenda Warren ~ Sunday Whirl

Read more at: Magpie Tales, Sunday Whirl

Preoccupied PC

Art by Dale Frank, Australia

Oh, she hadn't turned off me the best,

So many viruses collected

And put them in the treasure chest.

Ah, what a wonder of selected mess,

So many images emerged,

When pressed ‘to show the request’.

So careless, to plug in back forgot,

Enjoyed the ‘couch potato’ movie -

That put me in the sleeping mode.

My job could be a joy, not a jolt,

If extra folders would be sorted,
Compressed on a disk under the code. 

Read more at: Creative Bloomings: Getting to work. 
"Write a poem about an inanimate object getting ready to perform its function." ~ Walter J Wojtanik