be oak and sun
be barefoot willowed
sashay me, dance and sway
entangle me, embrace the
light, be a blackbird’s beating heart
soft as pitter-patter, rained from eaves
and murmured promises, your hand in mine.
We parted by the kissing gate; tomorrow
seemed yet far away; your eyes alight
I still recall, how veiled in songs
with memories, when almost
loved you left me wounded
to the sting of words
when gently said
Today Victoria introduces the the Etheree at dVerse MTB. It’s based on syllables, is a geometric form, ascending from one to ten or inverted from ten to one. You can build as many sequences as you like, reversing the syllable count from ten to one (or not). Pub opens at 3 PM EST.
May 19, 2016