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Layered, Seperate, Whole

Today, I walk where there is no ground.
Today, my skin merges with the air.
Today, this body, this concrete, this air, this permeable landscape of interdependence. 100 more words

poetry: packs on backs

poetry: packs on backs

glow particles bathe the air
air simmers off the cold
cold drifts outta bone and flesh
flesh stretches outta jackets
jackets also not needed for books… 82 more words


Meeting The Bar - DIY - Inventing Your Own Form

Though there are many forms, there are only a few standard ones that are universally known. Those and some original forms¬†invented by our contemporaries have been covered over the time we’ve been publishing articles here at the dVersePoets Pub. 597 more words


From Silver to Gold A Family Treasure

From the archives: Reposted for today’s dVersePoets Poetics

When you find (or think of ) an interesting item from the past, one that has some meaning to you, use it to inspire a poem in any way that comes to your mind.   718 more words


poetry: the carpet-weavers

Long, long ago in the land of Arabia
in a town of carpet-weavers
some weavers whose hands
calloused from their own carpets
could not really touch the carpets of others… 93 more words


Against All Odds

Painting: Against All Odds by Dianne Turner

Winds batter trees

pushing them against their want

forcing them into submission

when they long to stand tall… 66 more words



You have the face of an angel
Though I know you’re no saint,
Which colours to choose
Your portrait to paint?