Category: Prompts
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Miz Quickly’s Turned Upside Down
Turned Upside Down We all slidetoward the same end, don’t we.Like my oldest, meaning longest, friend. Thirty three years I’ve known him.He was born in a cottage near to where Robert Burns was born. My old friend once said to me,Routine can kill a person. This was after I said,I…
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Miz Quickly’s Colours
What Do You See I see a spill of cognac,silk and chalky grey,an astral lay andfailing light.Uncorked oak,and an open slack,warming earth, anda morning road for those of faith,a song, and a religious scent. And the remains of a day that chooses us. There’s syrup of autumn,turmeric flesh,a poem for Poe…
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Fandango’s One Word Challenge: “Fish”
The Word Is Fish I grabbed my jacket – stood there inan irritable wind and silver-tip waves,there in that howling hour of low tideand slow seeping mist. The wooden doors rattledon the boathouse, a half-falling downthing painted the colour of yellow paper,and its damp timbers – a smothering scent reminiscent of a slight headache.And there…
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dVerse Voices
The Gardener The gardener watches a softmuzzle of clouds lying in wait. Rain. He’s not much for poetry, but he is a poet. Each plant containsa gardeners’ syllable, perennial pages and stanza borders, and yes,…
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Day 30 NaPoWriMo 2021
Day 30: I. Napowrimo: a directions poem, II. PA AprilPAD: Goodbye poem, III. The Poeming “They Were“. And that, my friends, is the end of April’s NaPoWriMo and Found Poetry Challenge and Writer’s Digest Poem-a-Day. I hope you’ve enjoyed the month. I.Just Over There It’s just over there, I said, butif you keep your left…
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Day 28 NaPoWriMo 2021
Day 28. I. NaPoWriMo “Questions“, II. AprilPAD “Remix“, & III. The Poeming “A Foot Out of Water” I.It All Comes Down to Decaf in the End Are you listening?What did you say?May I talk with you?What do you want to talk about? And why now?Who are…
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Day 13 NaPoWriMo 2021
Napowrimo Write tomorrow’s news. (Found Poetry sourced from today’s UK Met Office report) I.Tomorrow’s Weather Report When it’s nearly today,light might dry clear.Brightness will level, andwinds will shine sheer,and bit by bit odd nightswe’ll hear – spells, a few,and idle words like rain.Mist might probably formon the plains of Dartmoor. Poetic Asides: Lucky or Unlucky…
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Day 5 NaPoWriMo 2021
I.The First Morning After That first flight of stairstrod on by 500 years of footfall,stones worn, and sunken likesaddles, shaped to cradle each foot. Her old house holds old memories. She makes her way down the stairs,care always, unsure of the uneven risers, and reaches the hallway wherehis hat and coat always hung, and then she…
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With a Proverbial Grain
The Prose of Romance with Miz Quickly I think Mum secretly wanted to travel, but since she didn’t know how to drive, she had to go where dad wanted to go, and usually, that was fishing, however, Mum dedicated Saturdays to the public library, and she always brought home a few books about travel, which…
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for Poets United
The Look I rememberit was the season of acornsand blow-sideways long-winded cloudsand tidal nights,and the weather was a serpentthat God had createdfor poets to muse over, like they do about a proper English summer, or a cast iron cooking pot preferred by cannibals in New Guinea, …
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