Category: Poetry
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19 May: dVerse Dogs
Her Heart She will alwaysbe my last— last dog,last thought. Blind and deaf,I held herwhen the stroke came, felt her heartagainst the pulseinside my arms. She lefther shadowin my heart. Her namewas Molly. Written for dVerse Poets, Quadrille of 44-words about a dog. Some images created with Midjourney; all writing is authentically my own original work.©Misky 2006-2026.
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18 May: The Liturgy
Liturgy for the Burning of Iron(Sussex, 1838—where the poor refused to starve in silence) I. The Ledger of HungerEngland asked for more.Not more work —the labourers gave that already,their backs bent to the sickle,their hands calloused by the scythe,their winters surrenderedto a season that never paid its debts. England called for silence.For gratitude.For wages that…
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The Old Woman With No Cat
The Cat’s Vertical Oppression(Or: Why the Good Stuff Is Always on the Top Shelf) The cat stands before the pantry,face like grievance,gazing up at the top shelfwhere the good sardinesgleam like a golden fleece. “Explain,” he says,“why the best fishare alwaysout of reach. Not impossible.Not mythical.Simply…up there. This is not accident.This is architecture.Oppression.” The Old…
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16 May: Journal of SenHai
Senryuhe stares down at melike someone deciding whetherI am worth the fuss Haikumorning pelicansea-light rests along his beakthe sky stands upright Written for Susi’s SenHai Saturday #52. Photo by Rod Long on Unsplash. ©Misky 2006-2026.
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16 May: dVerse Lists
A List Poem in Two Minutes columbine,iris, yellow,blue, the birdbaththe same colour. the pots are too. thistles,foxgloves, a cuckoosinging a kettle’s song. hammer,nails, a ladder long, scaffold rails, and the dayrolls on. Written for Björn’s dVerse Poets prompt to create a list poem. Some images created with Midjourney; all writing is authentically my own original…
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15 May: Journal of SenHai
Mist Water and Wood Senryuhalfway to somewherethe stairs decide to lingerwith the quiet tide Haikumonochrome waterempty steps descend through mistsilence holds the rail Written for SenHai Saturday #51. I am playing catch-up as I was away when the image prompt was posted. Violet’s post reminded me that I’d forgotten this one. Not all images are…
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15 May: Journal of Thoughts
The Weather of Me hail on the roof,wind worrying the trees, leaves torn loosewithout apology, and I rememberhow I walked. never the easy path. always the onethat cut,that asked,that took its duein small relentless ways. I would still choose it now, quickly, and wear its lessonslike a dare. it made a weather of me that…
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14 May: Journal of Thoughts
Day 2: The Neighbour’s Window Installation branches,leaves rollinglike waves in the wind. quarter past 8. Carol’s already beenwith her trayof steaming mugs. the workmen’s vanblocks my driveway. raindrops. “told you so,”says the young guywho’s not the youngest. “rain and ladders,bad mix, mate.” I close the front door behind me. “can I borrow your van, boys?”eh…
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13 May: Journal of Thoughts
The Neighbour’s Window Installation (or how to snoop and call it poetry) scaffolding bolted. Carol brings outa tray of steaming mugs,labels swinging on thread,teabags left in. builder’s tea. half past eight. “over there,”a man points. he’s dressedfor chilly mornings,his breath clouding the air. a young guy carrieswindow framestwo panes each — says nothing,paces slowlyback to…
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1105: The Liturgy
Episode 10: Liturgy for the Saturday Market Valence, 1836: Where hunger measures every stranger I. The Root The people of Valenceare rooted in hunger — missed meals,children whose ribslearn to count themselvesbefore they learn their letters. This hunger speaks.And calculates. Every loafa fraction.Every coina remainder.Every strangera divisor in an equationalready too tight. Hunger empties the…
