It's Still Life

9 Feb: 12 Minutes Past 8

Twelve Minutes Past Eight (A List Poem)

Chimney
Smoke in curls
Grass hard with frost
2 doves pacing the roof ridge
Scent of oatmeal
A spoon stirring coffee
A blackbird singing in the apple tree
Ice melting in drips
Clock-radio playing upstairs

Imagery and poems/prose ©Misky 2006-2025.

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    Spira

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      Misky

      I sit with my coffee. I’m the only one up and about yet. The house is on the verge of waking, and this is perfect. Good morning.

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    Zettl Fine Arts

    Wonderful, Misky! Very meditative. I’m sure you’ve spent a lot of time with haiku! This poem will accompany me throughout the morning and I’m currently listening to Clare Uchima & Hinako Omori 🙂 Thank you and have a nice Sunday!

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      Misky

      It is a smile that greets you in return for your lovely comment. Thank you.

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