April 25, 2019

Elegant Green revisited

by Jem Croucher

No 9 of 12 in the Jemverse series ‘Back to the sea’

Photo & words – ©Jempics/Jemverse
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April 25, 2019


by dokurtybitz


spearflower berries
tempting the sparrows with their color –
graveyard in the mist

© Yozakura
Silently they watch
Life flittering here and there
Stone remembrances.


–my response for–

Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille


April 25, 2019

Complete Wonders

by mkvecchitto

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And on my knees I accept these small wonders,
to refute my starving madness with a heart that wonders

I skate on the surface of serenity here in the elegance of morning
where even my muse with her detailed star charts wonders

the summer breeze blows and beckons in heartbeat moments
and though I am alone and apart, my soul wonders Continue reading

April 24, 2019

Sitting in the sea revisited

by Jem Croucher

No 8 of 12 in the Jemverse series ‘Back to the sea’

Think I’ll go sit in the sea
Let the waves wash over me
One of the best places to be
When I am feeling like this

Think I’ll go play in the sand
Build something with my own hand
A castle that’s splendid and grand
Where I will then live in bliss

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April 24, 2019

First meet

by dharkanein

You sneaked up in my room, my heart missed a beat,

You smiled and I gasped, you threw open your arms and I was in,

While in the que of temple, you called my name and I was all lost,

We walked the length and breadth of the market hand in hand,

You looked in my eyes, promised me a lifetime of togetherness,

I hold your hand tight, widen my eyes to stop pain from pouring,

We smiled like we had eternity in our hands to be together,

You had to go, nothing I could do to stop you though I wanted to,

The moment you started on your journey I turned away to leave,

Not turning behind to wave, I had flood of emotions in my eyes,

This moment still holds my heart and the memory stops my beat.

April 24, 2019

Don’t Settle ( Micro Poetry)

by Megha's World


April 24, 2019

April 23

by Alanna

IMG_2039The Earth continues to give

And we take away…


Have you thanked the trees

For the house where you stay

And noticed the birds

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April 23, 2019

Revisiting the ever there

by Jem Croucher

No 7 of 12 in the Jemverse series ‘Back to the sea’

Hidden in your moving green and grey
I see your missing smile
But, braced against the salt-sting blast,
Calm will return a while

You change. but with eyes closed
That sweet, familiar taste
Reminds me of sultry summer days
Beneath this winter waste

Loosing myself in your expression, I see change
But it matters not to me
Fickle it may be, yet your promise there
Reminds me of what you are, the sea

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April 22, 2019

Dear John…

by mkvecchitto

dear john

I can’t help but laugh
It’s the best choice I’ve made
I can find sunlight in the darkest shade
I suppose it will be my epitaph Continue reading

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April 22, 2019

Watching revisited

by Jem Croucher

No 6 of 12 in the Jemverse series ‘Back to the sea’

I watched the sea, it did me proud
I smiled at it and laughed out loud
The waves they roared, I roared right back
As I wasn’t having any of that
Alone on the stone with sun and spray
On a fine and perfect Springtime day
On the shoreline with the crashing sounds
That filled the air and shook the ground

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April 22, 2019


by dokurtybitz

Hand drawn creations Continue reading

April 22, 2019


by dokurtybitz

The body is tired,
My mind will not stop, Continue reading

April 21, 2019


by mkvecchitto


The fire was mostly extinguished by then

From the little shack up there on the ridge
she could see trees weeping ash

tiny deer gathered by the salt lick
seeming almost drunk in their confusion

eagles with singed wings still soared above
it was a magnificent sight

at least from the limited view she had Continue reading

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April 21, 2019

Revisiting Tiny white horses

by Jem Croucher

No 5 of 12 in the Jemverse series ‘Back to the sea’

There are tiny white horses out there
Scampering daintily over the hills
That form as the wavelets tumble
Rolling over a sandscape
Glistening in the evening sun
And the wind seems to have dropped
I can taste the salt and feel
the warmth of a setting sun

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April 20, 2019

The Counselor

by mkvecchitto



Sometimes I lay awake in the
dark and wonder what might have been

Would the person I was way back
then even recognize this world
of lies Continue reading

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April 20, 2019

Revisiting a friend

by Jem Croucher

No.4 of 12 in the Jemverse series ‘Back to the sea’

There is no other sound quite like it
It is unique, it is sublime
Like a constant whisper out there
When it’s calm and weather’s fine

Or then when wind decides to blow
And storms come from the North
It is like a constant thunder
As the waves slam back and forth

It is a mystery to me
But it’s also like a friend
An ever-changing story
With no beginning and no end

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April 19, 2019

Daffodil Queen

by mkvecchitto


All or nothing on a
bright afternoon
Crowns of
daffodils, each
fanning out in
glorious green and
heavy with
ivory yellow blossoms Continue reading

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April 19, 2019


by Nick Anthony

The neighborhood is lined with houses
Whose yards are filled with mongrel hordes,
Kept safe behind white picket fences,
Unaware of the world beyond the wooden boards.

Peaceful nights are wrenched away
From hardworking neighbors needing sleep
When the howling hounds come out to play
And bark their prejudice across the street
To other hounds behind picket fences,
Also unable to see beyond their defenses.

Night after night the uncouth mutts stay woke,
Yipping and yapping their ode to democracy.
Until yapping becomes yipping in a cloud of smoke
And they are lost in a haze of their hypocrisy.

All while the suffering, sleepless majority
Are kept awake by the woke minority.
They wonder if the PACs of dogs on either side
Will ever look inward and get wise
To the folly of their two-tone protest
Across the streets of the midwest,
Against enemies decried as ignorant
Who–in fact–are not so different.


April 19, 2019

Like a Mirror

by Nick Anthony

A clear alpine pond
A serene reflected moon
But what lurks beneath?

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April 19, 2019

Lapping revisited

by Jem Croucher

No.3 of 12 in the Jemverse series ‘Back to the sea’

With a calming serenity, the lapping sea
Silently approaches the shore
And, with the faintest of whispers, turns on itself
Before slipping back for more

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April 19, 2019


by dokurtybitz

You help me to speak
To myself, Continue reading

April 19, 2019


by dokurtybitz

Skittering little insects
Race around in my skull Continue reading

April 18, 2019

a token of love – haiku 

by Colly




Grow flower – live. Continue reading

April 18, 2019

Little Blackbird

by mkvecchitto


The little blackbird is dead
No longer will I wake to the
cheerful song she sang
each morning from
the old oak tree outside
my bedroom window Continue reading

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April 18, 2019

I watched the sea revisited

by Jem Croucher

No.2 of 12 in the Jemverse series ‘Back to the sea’

I watched the sea
It did me proud
I smiled at it
Then laughed out loud
The warming sun
Bright in my face
On Shoreham beach
My special place

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April 17, 2019


by mkvecchitto

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Set upon the hall table
sunlight streaming through grand windows
I examined its cut glass corners and
sparkling facets casting perfect rainbows

the epitome of undefined living Continue reading

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April 17, 2019

Revisiting a Pocketful of Pebbles

by Jem Croucher

1 of 12 in the Jemverse series ‘Back to the Sea’

I have a pocket full of pebbles
But some are no longer there
Weighty, they burn a hole and yet
Their tactile pleasure keeps them there. For a while.

My pebbles are selected well
I will see them and feel them and then
When I am sure that one is right
I will add it to the others where it becomes a friend.

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April 16, 2019

To Be Divine

by mkvecchitto

Help giving

Fear is a puppet master, pulling all the strings
while Hate is a prison guard, holding all the keys
Rage is the spark to a flame, orchestrating chaos Continue reading

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