Month: Aug 2024
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25 August: A Cadralor Poem
Of Wind and Water I.How I am blown apart by this hollow windand its shadowy choir riding a wild storm. II.It darkens wind within this dome of nightand sets sails like wings across grey seas. III.Let free my continuous thirst, let me yieldto dimples of rain on water, said the beach. IV.How the reeds rattle…
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24 August: Grassroots
Grassroots Oliver dreamed of lacing up his boots and running onto the turf at his local football stadium, but the Fates had other plans. By age 5, it was clear that one leg was slightly longer than the other, and his uneven gait made it difficult to keep pace with other children. As he grew…
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22 August: Ink in Thirds and RDP
Transitional Autumn is stripping summer off the treesGreen youth grips a road to brown domainFly high my white flag of short-lived summer Written for Three Line Thursday’s Ink in Thirds (prompt word: path, not be included in the poem), and for Ragtag Daily Prompt “grip”. Some artwork is created using Midjourney AI, and is identified…
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22 August: dVerse Bends
Swept Along I was that childcarving channels down headlands,like unconquerable water around bends, I spread and filled,broadened and was swept along.Currents tossing aside old dreams for new ambitions;my heart grew wise,and now this old river gropes for one more bend. Written for dVerse Poets, Quadrille #206 “bend”. Quadrille: 44-words sans title. Some artwork is created using Midjourney…
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22 August: A Thursday Door
A double door on a private residence in Lübeck Germany Bushboy (Brian Dodd) shares photos of doors, but not just any doors. Spectacular doors from his journeys. Dan’s Thursday Doors opened the door on this. I love doors of all sorts. I’ve trawled through my holiday snaps and found a few to share. ©Misky 2023 Shared on…
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21 August: Part: 23 A Mad Horse Amongst Swords
At an Intersection Named After an English King and a SaintSix Sentence Story: Part 23 A Made Horse Amongst Swords Last Week … but Pierre knows, we are like mycorrhizae; we are all connected. Dr Crowthorne is a silhouette in the open doorway of room B4, sunlight flooding in from the windows behind him, and…
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20 August: Journal of Thoughts from Last Week (revised)
A Journal of Thoughts from Last Week The We in Weave we weaveeach threada whispered word,its every silver tone,a lone bird tune. amethyst clearas a fiery star, amberof a spreading dawnwe weave. Some artwork is created using Midjourney AI, and is identified as such in the ALT text or captioned. Images are copyright and not…
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20 August: Journal of Thoughts from Last Week
A Journal of Thoughts from Last Week (A Haibun) The U in Us The sound of lambs still echo behind me, and there I stood on this summer-ripe day, the sea calm as a comfortable marriage, blue sky holding the sun like a great bell under a hollow sky, clang-banging a cure for man-made undertows…
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20 August: Journal of Thoughts from Last Week
A Journal of Thoughts from Last Week The I In It I weaveeach thread a whispered word its every silver tone, a lone bird tune a note amethyst clear as a fiery star amber of a spreading dawnweave I . Some artwork is created using Midjourney AI, and is identified as such in the ALT…
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18 August: Ragtag Daily Prompt
Close Shave He draws the razoracross his cheek,I watch from an angledview of the mirror, and I blink, but if he blinks,a reckless nick,a dazed graze,a swearing slice,a woeful throbof clotting blood, and he draws the razoracross his cheek, slow as timelessness, andwithout scar or incident. Written for ragtag daily prompt: “contemplation”. Some artwork is created…
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