**dVERSE Announcement**REMINDER! Two chances to join OLN LIVE this month!Thursday, March 16, from 3 to 4 PM ESTAND Saturday, March 18, from 10 to 11 AM EST.You may still link one poem as usual for OLN (Open Link Night) even if you do not attend a live session. I've been attending the Saturday sessions and… Continue reading “Namaste,” Prosery
It seems I only ruminate over you in the darkness after I’ve awakened from an unsettling slumber. I’m never sure if what I’ve experienced is a dream or a nightmare. But one thing is for sure. You belong to the night, tucked away inside the part of me that lives in my memories from long… Continue reading Old Memories, Prosery
"Everything I do is stitched with its color." W.S. Merwin, from “Separation” Photo by eberhard grossgasteiger on Pexels.com The gray sky bleeds raindrops into my world. January feels leaden, a Michigan-gray, displaying a perpetual pallor that cloaks the woods near my home in a silvery mist. Even the pine trees wear greenish-gray shrouds, dark phantom… Continue reading The Gray of Winter, Prosery
Colleen M. Chesebro 