Awakening–dVerse Qudarille Monday


First sun scrapes its way
through dense pewter clouds,
scatters dreams.

Shadows of bare branches
pour through gauzy curtains,
spill onto the white comforter.

The poet stirs, collects
words that leap from
darkness into wonder.

Freshness dispels entropy;
can hope endure, linger?
Even thrive?

Photo: Victoria Slotto

Happy New Year to all my poet friends. Busyness has overwhelmed me, and although the next few days will be quite challenging, I long to write more. So, today, I’m jumping in to dVerse Haibun Monday, where we are writing poems of exactly 44 words, excluding title. Today’s prompt requires us to use the word LEAP. Please join us. The prompt is open all week. I will return comments, but most likely not until the end of the week. Be blessed in 2018.

Farewell, 2013

Leaves of our trees gave way to bitter cold winds that stripped bare their branches.

A gentle turn of the page—calendars relinquish another year.




Alan Ginsberg developed a form he called the American Sentence. Using the structure of the haiku as a basis, the poem is built as a single sentence, employing seventeen syllables.

HAPPY NEW YEAR FROM THE WILD, WILD WEST. MANY GOOD THINGS TO YOU IN 2014. Thank you all for making 2013 a creative, poetic year. Victoria



Blogging Break


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Good morning,

Yesterday I realized I have less than a week to complete 30 hours of continuing education for the renewal of my nursing license…and then there’s Christmas. So, I need to take a little break from blogging. I will check in as time allows. Merry Christmas to all and many blessings in the New Year.

May your life be flooded with Divine Light and Love.