Month: Nov 2023

• 1 November: The Season Leaves Should Love

  I.I really should love this season, gilt and ruby leaves that move with the wind, catch and hang in spider webs. But I don’t. People in my family always die in the winter. Every last damned one. II. We are like grass. Some always die, but most lift their veil in spring and renew. Recharge.…

  Misky

  Nov 1, 2023

  AI Art, Poetic Forms, Poetry

  AI Digital Art, cadralor, Poetry, prose

• 01.11 Found Poetry

  Three Bells To be spring water, and flowTo occupy humility’s cup To strike its bell Twice, six or three timesAnytime of day And see the birdsLearn to come. Images are copyright and not to used without permission, which I willingly give when asked, and when not for commercial use. Wounded by Love, The Life and…

  Misky

  Nov 1, 2023

  AI Art, Found & Remixed, Poetry