Category: ekphrastic
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15 June: Petite Pen
Wilt Nothing happens – and yeteverythingwilts at her feet. for Petite Pen image by Ron Hicks ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter
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9 June: No Matter Your Stones
No Matter Your Stones No one tells you that Brighton beach isn’t sand, that it’s pebbled and rolls underfoot. If wading in surf is your pleasure, well, those pebbles will batter your toes and bruise your shins. The weak ankled are easy to spot, their arms flaying the air for balance, their knees wobbling about.…
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8 June: For K’s Petite Pen
A Loose Spool Here under the treeswhere kiwi-green grassis level as lawn, and crickets sound likedry wooden cogs, midday heatclings to herlike a russet coat. For Petite Pen: 30 words or less. Image is from Vicente Romero Redondo ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter
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5 June: Is This Tragedy
Is This Tragedy She’s at this land’s edge looking into machete-sharp light.He’s leaving.He’s burning it all down. His ship sails out of her echoesinto a taunting sea. Her heart leaks music. She watches land’s end. Written for K. Hartless Petite Pen at Yardsale of Thoughts, painting by Vincente Romero. ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter
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17 May: In A Glass with Brueghel the Younger
In A Glass She stood by the door,bleak days that castshadowless moods, and she watched him pour his persona into a glass. This life she chose.This pernicious toast. ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter. Image: The Drunkard on An Eggby Pieter Brueghel the Younger, CO:00 public domain.
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On Visual Verse
I’m delighted that The Woman Wore Red is published by Visual Verse this month. If you have spare minute, pop on over for a read. Every month, Visual Verse offers a new image for ekphrastic inspiration, one hour to write 50-500 words (prose or poetry). The editorial staff select 100 of their favourites from the submissions. It’s fun. It’s…
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for Twiglet #272
In Her Own Shadow The old woman I’m becomingis pestering me. It’s leaped on me the wayJuly does. There’s nothing gradualabout it. Written for Twiglet #272 “Shadows of Silence”. ©Misky 2022. Image WikiArt: Head of an Old Peasant Woman with White Cap by Vincent van Gogh, 1884; Nuenen, Netherlands. Public Domain. Shared with #amwriting on Twitter
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31.03.22: I Could Only Think
I Could Only Think … this unlovable land wheregardens are a summer thing, where snow shimmersand the air finds freedom and our language was inparsnips and potatoes,beetroot with its leaves boiled ‘til soft and eatenwith a vinegar’s mother, and I remember the skywas open and wise, neverclosing in on my world as we set maps…
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28.03.22: Child Labour
The Breaker Boys This is the way of it,black dust andgritty lungs and spending daysbent to other mindsand other lives. Time is an early old age,emblazoned on their spine. There’s a constant coughlike wild dogsat ones throat, and they fall to pieces,like a stoneunder a hammer. Photo US Library of Congress, Flickr Commons, Public Domain, US…
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dVerse Haibun Monday
A View of the Cherry Tree in Moonlight The cherry tree is kissed by moonlight, it wakes as I sleep, as silver slides between its limbs, as my heart gently knocks against my ribs like uneven stairs. It wakes me from soundlessness and breathing, and even in first hours after midnight, I see moonbeams spread…
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