Month: Dec 2025
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31.12: To You All
Happy New Year and my very best wishes to you all. — Marilyn (Misky) 🜄 Some artwork is created using Midjourney AI. Poems/prose ©Misky 2006-2026.
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30.12: Six Sentence Story
It Sings at Night At dusk, on the edge of a pond bordered by palms and deciduous trees that have forgotten how to lose their leaves, a call rises only at night that sounds like a woodpecker at work. There are, however, no woodpeckers in the forest of Anapoima, Colombia. This is a goatsucker; a…
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The Old Woman With No Cat
THE CAT’S HEAVENLY MISTAKE (Or: A Pine-Scented Epiphany) He wakes beneath the tree. A fortress of fir and glitter,dazzled by fairy lightsthat wink like trapped stars.Above him,an angel glows serenely,her gaze fixed somewherebetween wonder and Woolworth’s. “Ah,” he breathes,tail-tip twitching in awe.“So this is the end.I knew I was too goodfor this mortal realm.” He…
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25 December: After the Funeral
A Six Sentence Story After the Funeral After the funeral, after everyone returned to their version of living, we covered the mirrors with black cloth, draped like shawls, like leftover fabric scraps, anything to keep the glass from looking back at us. Sometimes a corner would slip loose, and the mirror would peek through —…
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24.12: Ten Things of Thankful
1 Thankful to see an Andean condor in the wild. I know it’s not a very good photo, but he/she was a long distance away, and I only had my iPhone to take the photo. It’s wingspan was enormous! 2 This is a Blushing Bromeliad. It’s an entire ecosystem on to itself; collects water, feeds…
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23.12: Journal of Thoughts
A Stream of Consciousness from Colombia …mantequilla — it’s a small packet that might be butter — it’s probably butter; it’s in a basket next to the bread rolls. Marmite is a long shot. Salsa, not such a long shot. ¡Buenos días! He asks if I want eggs. Two. ¿Medio? I will take them how…
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The Old Woman With No Cat
THE CAT EXPLORES HAMLET’S IDEALIST THEORY(Or: To Scream, or Not to Scream—That Is the Observation) “Consider,” the cat’s tail twitches,“Hamlet’s dilemma: ‘To be, or not to be.’But what is ‘to be’if not to be perceived?If I sit in the garden,and no human sees me,am I truly there?Or am I merely…a sublime hypothesis?” The Old Woman…
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18.12: Ten Things of Thankful
Greetings from Bogotá Colombia 1 Ceilings to look at when the queue at security in Madrid airport is longer than when all those animals boarded Noah’s ark. 2 Thankful that the assembly task isn’t mine. Yes, Bogotá also has Ikea. 3 Laughter. Shouting. Games. Jokes. Grandchildren. 4 For the abundance of amazing flowers, fruit and…
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17.12: Six Sentence Story
Note to my readers: I’m travelling for the next few weeks in Colombia. I’ll be reading with gratitude, even if I can’t reply properly immediately. El Mohán: the Colombian River Spirit Time braids itself into the mist and murmur of the Río Magdalena, where women wash laundry in silence and speak of El Mohán only…
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16 Dec: Riverbraid – The Liturgy
The Liturgy for Riverbraid (the water that listens) I. The Carrier of TimeNot emerald. Not jade.But river-green — dark as silt and shadow.It carries storieswithout speaking them aloud,shifting with the light:like memory surfacing,then sinking again. Riverbraid does not rushto reveal itself. II. Of Discipline and AttentionThis is not passive watching —it is presence without interference.…
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