Category: AI Art
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3 Nov: NovPAD Day 3
I. (Poetic Asides: Misguided) Just Another Misconception silly poet,silly me. to think I couldmaster nature, as if a rakewould stop falling leaves, as if the moon goes darkwhen I close my eyes. II. (Miz Quickly: Chatterbox) Just Another Cup of Coffee Two neighbours, sipping coffee that’s the temperature of warm weather. No, she says, I…
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2 Nov: NovPAD Day 2
I. (Miz Quickly’s Rainman) It’s Just Another Tale (except the moss is true) There’s a man scraping mossoff the roof in balls the size ofcantaloupe, and his voice fillsthe air with a flat tone songin a foreign language, a songhe probably learned from hisgrandpa, who learned it fromhis grandpa dot.dot.and.so.on,or from his grandma with herample…
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1.11.22: NovPAD Day 1
I. (for Miz Quickly)Two Oldies in a Luke Warm House To begin we are not poor,but in these times,we live as though we are. It’s morning.I turn on the heating, a mere half hour, and make coffee, it warms from the inside out. We exchange greetings.Good mornings.Enquire about sleep. We speak softly in the quiver…
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1.11.22: October’s Last Photo
or “Bushboy’s” The Last Photo. ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter
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31 Oct Found Poetry: The Last One
All images are my own, created using AI (artificial intelligence) at MidJourney. ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter
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31 Oct Found Poetry: Not A Thing
Found poetry sourced from the pages of the Fear Street series, “Night Games” by RL Stine. Published by Simon Pulse (ebook) edition July 2022. ISBN 9781439121443. All images are my own, created using AI (artificial intelligence) at MidJourney. ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter
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31 Oct: Q30.10
Demon Kitty You there, kitty,master of yourselfand thin disguise, testy as a sudden claw,nightmare slowand quick as crime. Oh demon kitty,without a word, why are your eyes so icy cold. for Miz Quickly’s “Scary Kitty” – AI digital art ©Misky 2022, Shared with #amwriting on Twitter
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30 Oct: Q29.10
The Effect of Partly Sunny It becomes an image,a brief slice of sunlightthrough the blinds, across the floor,on the table, it settles on a bowlof apples,pears and grapes, and surrounds a cupof milky tea. Ceylon. It was my moment,alone, until a cloud passedbetween meand the universe, and it was as ifnothing had happened. for Miz Quickly’s…
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30 Oct Found Poetry: Swallowed Air
Found poetry sourced from the pages of the Fear Street series, “Night Games” by RL Stine. Published by Simon Pulse (ebook) edition July 2022. ISBN 9781439121443. All images are my own, created using AI (artificial intelligence) at MidJourney. ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter
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29 October: It’s Like (Q29.10)
IT’S LIKE It’s like the man who goes too deep in the woods, and overdoses on trees, or the man who won’t part with his right boot ’cause one day he’ll find the other one that he lost, or the husband who eats luminous seaweed, and believes that he’ll shine for her all night, or…
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