dVerse Poets – Poetics

Your challenge is to write a poem about a dragon:

 If you are new to dVerse, here’s how to join in:

  • Write one poem and post it to your blog.
  • Enter your name and direct link to your poem into Mr. Linky.
  • You will also find some other amazing poems! Please read and comment.
  • Provide a link to dVerse so others can find us too.
  • Drop in to say hello in our discussion below.
  • Have fun!
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His name Dijon, the color of mustard

To ride him calms my mind, flustered

I would ask him, to the mountain please

He would angle his wings, we’d fly with ease

Of course he would often detour

Anywhere, his choice du jour

I don’t mind the deviation much

Instinctively he knows when to touch

My mind with lovely stories told

Adventures together when we were bold

He’s my friend and companion true

He takes me where I forget the blue

We streak through a sunset glowing

All the while he is knowing

What my mind and heart feel

Every voyage a comfort wields.

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Legendary Creatures

What Day is it Anyway?

A prompt from Linda @https://lindaghill.com

It’s Cold! That’s what, and of course windy because winter is coming…Traveling for Thanksgiving reminds me of the old song “over the river and through the woods”!

And of course the heating unit in my apartment has been broken for three weeks and I would really be freezing inside if I did not have a fake electric fireplace that puts out a lot of heat. So bundle up, stay cozy and have a great Thanksgiving.

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MLMM Wordle

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Her heart was done, her luck run out, socializing over with, and she was beyond disappointed. As she passed by the club, music from Company C drifted out and she thought of how thrilled she was when on week six, her band had won the contest. Now since the war began, the variety was gone and military sentiment was popular again.

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MLMM Monday Wordle #399

dVerse Poets Haibun Monday


New to dVerse? Here is what you do:
Write a science-fiction haibun.
Post it on your personal site/blog.
Include a link back to dVerse in your post.
Copy your link onto the Mr. Linky.
Remember to click the small checkbox about data protection.
Read and comment on some of your fellow poets’ work.
Like and leave a comment below if you choose to do so.
Have fun!

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Education 2026

Early morning routine involves fixing a small lunch bag holding quail egg sandwiches, apple slices, raisins, and flat pressed gummy made of soy and veggies. Purified water bottle is added for your student.

students’ day starting

prayer to some new unknown

redacted books class

history has been redone

science, math no longer taught

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**I wrote a tanka instead of haiku.

Haibun Monday 11-18-24: Sci-fi Haibun

SYW 11-18-24

Here are this week’s questions:

1.  What brings you the most comfort:
food, friends, a good movie, pets, a walk on the beach/in the park, something else. Being with my family such as this coming Sunday for a Thanksgiving get together is my most fun. Second would be a walk in the woods.

2.  Most of us love our food. Is there something you like but know you shouldn’t have it? Of course, but I find craving something and then actually having it, such as French fries—it’s never as good as I thought it would be. But a piece of rhubarb pie? I’m in!


3.   Do you prefer a garden of flowers or growing vegetables, or do you not have a garden? I had a few pots of flowers and one tomato plant on my patio this year. I enjoyed it.


4.  Would you like to be rich, I mean REALLY rich? If I was really rich I would give my children and grandchildren homes of their choice, anything else they needed and then stock the food pantry in town, build homes for the disadvantaged and maintain a free medical clinic.

Gratitude: I am grateful I have a get together with friends tonight.✌🏻

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Running and Breathing Don’t Mix

Running and Breathing Don’t Mix

I admire those who run in the woods
Their commitment means they “have the goods”
I must admit I tried it before, it was comical
My one time effort illogical
I wanted to impress my mate
Who jogged every calendar date
I didn’t want to jiggle along
My knees singing sad songs a while.
I decided to actually run the mile
One half mile to the main road
And half mile back to my home
I took off, heard my mate say no
You should be much more slow
But I ignored as I often do
Thinking I better knew
I was feeling great I had undergone
The mile and then collapsed on my lawn
As usual my mate was right
Laying on the grass it was a fight
To breathe.

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Monday Poetry Prompt: Difficulty, Reason, Run