Month: Jul 2026
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1307: Everywhere Poems
This poem is based on a morning of observing ants with my grandson Nico. Do Ants’ Eyes Narrow in the Wind Do ants stop, as I do,and listen to distant thunder roll. Do they lift their feetin snow,on hot sand, and do they dance. Do their eyes narrowin the wind. Do they knowcome July they’ll…
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1307: Everywhere Poems
Everywhere Poem: Forgotten Things The womanreturned homeafter circling half the world. The dandelion seedwas still waitingwhere she left it. Everywhere Poems don’t have a subject. They have a starting point and follow wherever attention leads. It’s — go for a walk and see where you end up. Some images created with Midjourney; all writing is…
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The Old Woman With No Cat
The Fence Treaty(Or: A Headbutt Heard in New Zealand) The cat sits on the fence post,tail like a sceptre,looking down at Crymych,the Cane Corso,the Italian mastiff,the dog who digs holesand aspires to New Zealand. The cat clears its throat. “Tell you what,” he says,in the tone of a kingoffering a peasant a crumb,“I’ll stay on…
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Ten Things of Thankful
In Denmark and Sweden for the next three weeks. Holiday. Family. Yeah! 1. Thankful that there are still lanes untouched by tarmac and cement. 2. Thankful that drip irrigation systems are exempt from the hosepipe ban. 3. The tomato, peppers, and cucumber plants should be okay while we’re up North 3-weeks because (thankfully!) Peder has…
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0907: A Thursday Door
This photo is used with the kind permission of a friend. (TyAO) Dan’s Thursday Doors opened the way to share my love of doors — of all sorts. I’ve trawled through my photos and found a few to share. Bushboy (Brian Dodd) also shares photos of doors from his his journeys. ©Misky 2022-2026 Shared on X #amwriting…
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0807: Six Sentence List Poem
The Colour of Thunder a list poem of six sentences THE COLOUR OF THUNDER the colour of thunder isdaybreak,the blue shinein a crow’s feather. a boatwithout water,a skinned knee,sunburn. a preacherwithout a pulpit,the snapof a wet towel. the prickof a rose’s thorn. the blue noiseof a siren. we call itthunder. Previous Instalments – For the…
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0707: Everywhere Poems
NORTH afternoon heat.roses scent the air. suitcases openon the bed. these shoes.those shoes. socks.shorts.tops.passports. tomorrow,we escape north. Everywhere Poems don’t have a subject. They have a starting point and follow wherever attention leads. It’s — go for a walk and see where you end up. Some images created with Midjourney. ©Misky 2006-2026.
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0507: Six Sentence Poem
Two Six Sentence Poems: Thunder I. Thunder Thunder wilts through July’s green oak.Distance beyond distance.Sun-bleached blue.We renamed the cloudless sky Thunder.Its heat soaked into the flagstones.Then again, it rumbled —the long arm from a constellation. II. Thunder Cloudless all afternoon.Thunder somewhere beyond the hills. The flagstones giving backeverything the sun had taken. But no storm…
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The Old Woman With No Cat
The Weatherman Exposed(A Feline Inquiry into Atmospheric Fraud) The cat sits before the telly,tail curled like suspicionas a man in a nice jacket points at a mapcovered in swirls and damp-looking arrows. “This man,” the cat begins,“calls himself a weatherman.Yet the rain continues.The wind howls like cousin Ralph,and my patio is wet.” The Old Woman…
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0407: Journal of SenHai
Nature Never Apologises Senryuthe quiet hillsidesomeone had to say somethingin brilliant red Haikubefore the rain comesthe hillside lights its lanterns …scarlet aloe Written for Susi’s SenHai Saturday . Image from Unsplash. Poetry and prose ©Misky 2006-2026.
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