29 Nov: The Prophecy

The Prophecy (Remixed)

It was grey silt that 
     bubbled up heat 
     from the depths. 

It was 
     a keening, 
     a sibyl's wisdom, 

like tea leaves 
in the bottom of a cup.

These poems/prose are draft versions, written in participation of Miz Quickly’s prompts “a particular tree” and Writers’ Digest (Poetic Asides) “second thoughts” November poem-a-day challenge. The aim: to produce a chapbook for submission. ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter. Images are ©Misky, and created using AI-Midjourney.

4 responses to “29 Nov: The Prophecy”

  1. Sibyls wisdom brilliant Misky


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