Of Verse, Poesy & Odes

Image shared at Magpie Tales #311 Of a Tail Feather A tail feather once slid beneath fervored brow bent low above ivory black, l...

The Inkwell I'm nostalgic for french script, cursive, calligraphy for the slanted glide of feathered quill clean and crisp u...

Seasonal "The leaves fall, the wind blows, and the farm country slowly changes from the summer cottons into its winter wools....

Image used for Magpie Tales  #236 "Irresistible" In the heat of the night I swoon, become a moth, abandon indiscretion - ...

New York at Night - Vivienne Gucwa Opening Night South of Midtown weathered pavers slow my step, street lamps shroud my shoulders ...

The Ice Cutters, 1911 Natalia Goncharova Amour When your name trembles upon my lips - spikes a fever within, I treat it with Henn...

Image used for Magpie Tales # My Angel As a child I quietly observed "Do as I say, not as I do" - made the mistake of...

This first poem is linked with G-Man's "Friday Flash 55 " and is another "take" on the poem I wrote below.  I...

a young white boy calculates a tip for a much older black waiter Magnanimity We bend and sway of our own volition; a timeless batt...

Temptation Dangerous curves ahead, testosterone blinding, warning passed over - life's fleeting choices devoured... full ...

Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec "Chilperic" 1895 At the Moulin Rouge Pointed shoes, swirling skirt rouged cheeks, painted smile...

M.C. Escher "Drawing Hands" 1948 The Model Eyes of brown become strokes of blue, curved lips, hips, a brushed caress. ...

Painting by Andrew Wyeth Summer Moon A summer moon hangs low tonight, shimmers full upon mirrored sky, invites us to do the same. ...

Musin Yohan  photographer Mirage Many an evening many a horizon tempts with turquoise tints of misty waterfalls, teal seas,  ...

The Promenade, 1918, by Marc Chagall Together I'll hold tight the bluebird, you aim for the sky. Together, invincible's w...

Waking, Walking, Singing, in the Next Dimension?  1979 by Morris Graves transfiguration A devotion repeated, lived by minutes, d...

Lighthouse Dandelions by Jamie Wyeth Lighthouse Dandelions As dusks' indigo fingers descend, little lions roar discontent, lanc...

Spring, 1935 by Kuzma Petrov-Vodin Longing She craved acceptance, longed to be squeezed, pressed like a good luck charm, worn but...

The Invitation Serenity's rhythm flirts with my toes, greets me with bliss-filled arms. I snapshot, sigh, steadfastly walk awa...

Wilted I offer joy, you pick and choose which petal to stroke, which to pluck, pitch upon the breeze like confetti. No celebra...