It's Still Life

6 September 2021: Secret

Tell Me a Secret

This day
is attached to nothing,

and it unleashes the night
like dark hair.

My hair was dark once,
long ago,

when branches were winter
and secrets were shadows.

Tell me a secret.
I need something to keep.

Photo by Nick Nice on Unsplash. Shared with @Experimentsinfc #APoemADay on Twitter ©Misky 2021

Misky

ekphrastic, Poetry

black and white, secrets

10 responses to “6 September 2021: Secret”

Mister Bump UK

Sep 6, 2021 at 10:30 am

my hair was darek once, long ago, too 🤣

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1. Misky
  
  Sep 6, 2021 at 4:48 pm
  
  😂😂
  
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abigfatcanofworms

Sep 6, 2021 at 10:53 am

Mysterious. Love it.

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1. Misky
  
  Sep 6, 2021 at 4:48 pm
  
  Thanks, Worms! ☺️
  
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Hobbo

Sep 6, 2021 at 11:44 am

I love this poem. Mysterious, like Worms says. It invites a poetic response,
I have a secret…

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1. Misky
  
  Sep 6, 2021 at 4:47 pm
  
  🥰 thank you.
  
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barbara_y

Sep 6, 2021 at 11:49 am

I’m not much of a fan of tricksy justifications. They seldom seem to have purpose. This pairs with the illustration as if it were the root and the tree, its voice. And again, the summary couplet is a knockout.

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1. Misky
  
  Sep 6, 2021 at 4:47 pm
  
  Hurrah!! I wondered if that nuance would come through. Glad you like it, b.
  
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Ron.

Sep 6, 2021 at 12:22 pm

Non-secret: I love your work, Misky. And the un-attachment you cite in the opening is what I live by. Let the minute be the minute. Awesome work. Thanks.

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1. Misky
  
  Sep 6, 2021 at 4:46 pm
  
  And many thanks back. 😊
  
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