A Broken Heart

Today at the dVerse Poets Pub, we are to write a poem about anticipation, waiting, or hoping. Delicate snowflakes swirl and sparkle in mid-day sun, dusting her feathers a diaphanous silver glaze.   among the frozen foliage her mate finds her and gently shields her with a massive wing   puzzled as the snow where [...]


It's Quadrille Monday at the dVerse Poets Pub   He had a white coat with oval-shaped specklings of black and dark gray. People thought we should name him “Freckles”, but I thought that was much too common a name for such a serendipitous creature. Instead, we decided on Domenic Andreas —  Spot for short.   [...]