Category: AI Art
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6 May: For VV May Anthology Prompt
An Ekphrastic Poem based on John Everett Millais’s painting “The Blind Girl“ The Girl With Blind Eyes This girl has eyes that only seethe dark side of the sun. Her eyesare sunken shadows, telling herthat she lives in a grand cathedralwith spires, old saints and candles.But everyone says her eyes lie.They say she lives in…
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5 May: A Mouse’s Dream Diary
An Entry from a Mouse’s Dream Diary So it’s true. Mice do dream. Of drowning. A drowning dream. This is the season of water. Of fractious storms and troubled air. I run along the floor, pressing close to the skirting boards and wall. Avoiding wires and cords and shoes, baskets, books and magazines. Slipping under…
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5 May: A dVerse Quadrille
The Garden The garden is mapped,and nature is undone. Supplanted.Keep this. Hmm. Not that. Tug at the weeds, shiftthe soil and sift the silt. Winter’s rooted dark fadesinto tulips and bleeding hearts, as a skylark’s delicate songunwraps a silken colour seed. A quadrille poem (44 words sans title) for dVerse Poets. AI Digital Artwork is created using…
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4 May: A Cadralor Poem
A Few Thoughts After Lunch 1.There’s a bird by his foot. It doesn’t fly.It’s not asleep, and it doesn’t move.It waits for him to turn the soil,so it can peck at what’s trapped beneath. 2.The air is still as grey. Grey is never noticed.Invisible. Unseen as the back of a page.I remember the Grey Man.…
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3 May: The Video Call
The Video Call It sounds like there’s a string quartetin her living room, but she says it’s the radio. Her table is lit with tea lights, candles thattwinkle, they wink at you, probably scented like spruce or pine or something herbalcalled Howling Horse. She says she’s unwell. We’ve known each other our whole lives.Our mothers…
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2 May: Two Chairs in an Empty Field
Two Chairs in an Empty Field We’ve hours to spare, and indifference to endless road work. The Autobahn is walking pace – we are two empty chairs in a field going nowhere. That ache down my leg woke me again. Again, we’re back to the back. L4. L5. Couldn’t stay in bed, so I walked…
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30 April: An Eddying Swirl
Her Eddying Swirl It’s those clouds in forked streaks.Shades of blue and contemplation, How long has it been between kisses. She was once ripe with birth.She was once more than taffeta. Life is an eddy, a swirl, and one dayher heart will forget to beat, but for nowshe wonders, Who am I to feel so…
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30 April: A-to-Z Challenge
Z is for ZL You feel an icy danceof blades on your face, intense as a matador’sfixed gaze on a bull. And trees are loud asangels’ horns in the wind. It’s a shattering touch,winter’s frozen drizzle. For A-Z Challenge. ZL: the abbreviation for Freezing Drizzle. Written for the A-to-Z Challenge. Declared theme for the challenge…
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29 April: A-to-Z Challenge
Y is for Yellow Snow In golden waves, and in your eyes.A blinding language. This pollen, is a Midas fog. From pines, drifting on winter’s last snow. But the boy’s three, and everything’s about wee and pee. A-Z Challenge. Yellow Snow: Snow given a golden or yellow appearance by the presence in it of pine,…
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28 April: A-to-Z Challenge
X is for an X-Ray Burst Not stars nor moon,it’s a pinprick of sun.Its negativity pulls at your core. Invisible.Blistering.A lightning scar. And the air itches with calamity. For A-Z Challenge. X-Ray Burst: In solar-terrestrial terms, a temporary enhancement of the X-ray emission of the sun. The time-intensity profile of soft X-ray bursts is similar…
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