Month: Feb 2021
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Miz Quickly’s 28.02.21
A Question of Goodbye I can’t breathe when I say goodbye. It empties my lungs, the way I emptymy head so sleep fills the void.It empties the sky of light, darknessfilling the straight sides of my circle. Should I say goodbye when I passsomeone in the stairwell? But when does goodbye end?Is it when a…
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for Miz Quickly’s 27.02.21
Bad Boy, RUOK Bad boyBilly IdolR U OKYou rising up weed-like, walkingOn your own burnt mile. You, snarling snake in the voids.On a hard rock dirge.R U OKBad boy Billy’s going to crash and break.Bad boy Billy’s not OK. for Miz Quickly’s Day 27 “RUOK” prompt © Misky 2021 And while I have your attention,…
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for Miz Quickly’s What the Dog Did
Contradictions I am an upended apple cartI am the cider I am neither sweet, nor sour,but I do bite I fill a glass half fullI am the balance, half emptied I am many people to othersI have been no one but myself I was once youngI will never be too old I once thought I…
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for Miz Quickly’s Try On One Of These
As Yet Untitled Because I Can’t Think Of One he sitssquat on the floorconfetti dancing in the air with dust. he inhalessubtracts the momentin his breath. a debit of vapourand lightof zeros and spiral stars. exhalesstark fluorescence of a crimsonmigraine. and then he sitssquat in a shadow-playtrance. for Miz Quickly’s Try On One Of These.…
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for Miz Quickly’s Something Different
The Peasant’s Dance What should I do but saycome away. Come away.You, too dear to be absentfrom spring and sun’s heat. Love me with your eyes.I, the lover, and you my lass.This marriage is forty winters that besiege your brow. Look into this glass, look notinto the sun, nor at marblenor gilded monuments, norbrass, nor stone,…
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dVerse Quadrille #122
Quite Right Slick Days It’s one of thosequite right slick days. Palms sway their great shoulders,and waves curl, crash and bangtheir weight against my legs. And then I wake up,and it’s still winter. I just want to drive,and keep on going until lunchtime. Image is Hieronymus Bosch’s Garden Of Earthly Delights. Written for dVerse Poets, De’s Quadrille #122…
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Miz Quickly’s Day 21: Repurpose
A Poem Starting with a Line by Stephen Yenser Drip Nervy, sparrow-like,hair receding,watery eyes,milky brown,tinny squeal in one ear,hooked nose like a hose that’s dripping,thickened wrist,her watch stopped ticking,she’s counting days,ignores the years,a small child’s voice in her head she hears. Written to prompt by Miz Quickly “Repurpose” Day 21. Inspired by the poem Preserves by Stephen…
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Miz Quickly Random Gutenberg
Accidental Material Their words are perhaps as old asrace or religion or records, it’s alltold in strings of remote episode. Winners write the story of thishorse’s opera. This jejune tale ofpast and present and future. His world is a pictorial, andhe is an accident of material.He flourishes in this tapestry. He is the thread and…
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for EIF Poetry Challenge #16
A Soon Adieu This weatherwith its dozen different faces in a dayhas winter on its knees, praying. But spring just smiles, knowing its glass is half full. The EIF Poetry Challenge #16 “Nature and Spring” and Miz Quickly’s “Winter” shared with @Experimentsinfc #APoemADay on Twitter © Misky 2021
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16.02.20 dVerse Prosery
A Taste For The Green Stuff I went out to the hazel wood, because a fire was in my head, and it was sweet as green, as Absinthe and a sugar cube on a little silver slotted spoon, and as I watched the cold finger of frost draw across my eyes, I was free as…
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