Category: Poetic Forms
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31 January: A Tanka of Water
The Philosophy of Water a glass of water, ridiculous to think itmight solve life’s problems, to drink in a moment’s calm of water’s philosophy. AI Digital Art is mine and created using Midjourney’s bot (v4). Image and tanka poem 5.7.5.7.7 ©Misky 2023 Shared on Twitter #amwriting @midjourney
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24 January: dVerse Quadrille
Winter Garden Winter’s moon leavesa slick of ice, agonybedded on the leaves. Touched by silence. The garden shinesstiff as starched sheets. The roses buriedwhere music has gone quiet. Summer was once herewith secret perfumes thatflew the air on iced wings. for dVerse Poets, Quadrille #168 “Ice”. AI Digital Art is mine and created using Midjourney’s bot (v4). […]
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11 January: A Triolet Poem
The Night Life streetlights over the leaves shining on the gum wrappers, and scurrying rats with fleas. streetlights over the leaves, hoodies, knives, and thieves, nothing in this life matters. streetlights over the leaves shining on the gum wrappers. Poem form (click link for poetic constraints): Triolet. AI Digital Art is mine and created using Midjourney’s […]
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24 December: Time’s Cadralor
A Cadralor: Time is a Blank Paper I. Time is a cruel joke, pretending To be a blank sheet of paper, Shuffling out of its hiding place From the depths of a cuckoo clock. II. I ran a race once. Quick as A chirp twice around the field. Never first. Never last. Nobody Hoots for […]
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15 Nov: dVerse Quadrille “Wings”
A Cormorant It moves slowly, its breadthopens up,then comes the flappingand beating of wings,out of the fog bank,an escapee from imprisonment,a release from mist,and it settles on a rotting postin the middle of the salt marsh.A cormorant. for De’s Quadrille “Wings” at dVerse Poets. ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter. Image is mine created using AI […]
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8 Nov: NovPAD Day 8
I. Miz Quickly: Short and Sweet Praise Make It Short and Sweet If I were to be executed tomorrow,I’d want lobster with a bowl of mayo for dinner,and biscuits and peppery sausage gravy at daybreak,and a bottle of vodka might be useful, too. II. PA: Gogyohka or Gogyōka Poem Gogyohka form Sisters absorbed in childhoodTracking memories of […]
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17 October: Thirteen Couplets
Thirteen Couplets I’m not sure how many layersare required to feel warm. Four maybe. At leastI’m not shivering any longer. There’s warmth from friction,a good shiver is as good as wool. The price of electricity, shocking,food and fuel shortages. Strikes. No mail. Strike. No trains. Strike. One more strike, and I’m out. I dry clothes […]
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4 Oct: Tracking dVerse Quadrille
On the Beach On that bright August day I stood before the Atlantic with its slow sloping depths and cliffs and plateaus, where deepest blues are as black as a Merlin’s trick, and as the sea delighted my toes, I watched each wave track along the sand. Artwork is mine, Midjourney rendering. ©Misky 2022 Written […]
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30 Sept: On Dunmail Raise
On Dunmail Raise The wind on Dunmail Raise plays tricks on the ear. Can’t see him, but you can hear him. Up there on the hill, shouting at his dog. One man and his dog, and the wind carrying them both. And then you see them. White specks, a fleeting flock across the bare hill. […]
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27 Sept: dVerse September Song
September’s Song Summer’s deathbed; here comes autumn. It’s an old woman’s bed, where the air yawns wide as ancient oak and its crisp leaves untether, glowing in clingy vicious colours. The soil smells of wet dog, and the forest drips of dew that smells of liniment. Tomato vines hang greyish limp and weary. Pickles sink […]
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