Category: #RDP
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11 June: They is They are (#rdp)
They Is and They Are She was given the wrong name tag, and for the rest of the evening, everyone called her Jake. Written for Sunday’s Ragtag Daily Prompt “label”, gender-fluid and non-binary gender labels. Artwork is created using Midjourney. Imagery and poems ©Misky 2023.
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28 May: for RDP Chautauqua
Found Any Time, Any Place And she said,A poet who doesn’t look for answersisn’t a poet. But I look for moments, I said.As if tomorrow I might lose my mind.As if tomorrow I might lose my sight. And she said, Ask yourself,Why do old women return to the Church. I knew why.My god-fearing mother did…
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28 May: Ragtag Daily 26-27.05
I. Broken I talk to drought beaten plants that disappear before my eyes, driven by no road to their end. Bees are already a memory. Wind cutting like broken glass. And I don’t know what dead land this is. Written for ragtag daily prompt on 26.05.23 “driven” II. Tea Dried and sun-crisp parched, a silver spoon ringing against fragile china clay. Scented like a head full…
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18 May: Ragtag Daily Prompt
Light as Bees Wings The morning sun iswarm as a peal of bells.Grey squirrels spiral upand down a tree trunk,and the sky’s bursting blue. This pétillant spring airis as light as bees wings. Written for Brian’s Ragtag Daily Prompt: Pétillant . AI Digital Artwork is my own, created using AI Midjourney. Imagery and poems ©Misky 2023.
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14 April: for Ragtag Daily Prompts
Music Ripe as Raspberries A cigar, he says, is like narration, it sets the scene, and he’s playing his fiddle as if it’s a woman, fingers an insatiable eternal hunger, and the air’s upbeat with scratchy voices, words fast and a finger-width apart, and his teeth, the colour of walnutand chrome, gnash on that cigar…
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7 April: NaPoWriMo and RDP Day 7
On the Kitchen Windowsill There’s a finger-length silver shoe with a notch, it’s an ashtray but never used as such, and next to it a small terra cotta chicken with a wooden spoon protruding from the back of its neck, for salsa I’m told, bought it in Cartagena on a hot day after a miserable…
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6 April: NaPoWriMo and RDP Day 6
A Spoonful of Urban White In the echoes of distance, all there, gathered in this milky night, were destined to sombre lament. Their footsteps, a river of invadingsecrets flooding these gritty streets,and dazzled by night’s watery lights. And the milky moon, sharp as a knifebroke through clouds, and thenfaded back into echoes again. A poem…
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3 April: RDP and NaPoWriMo Day 3
1.There once was a mischievous catWho loved to chase after a ratWith a flick of its tailAnd a rambunctious wailThe rat slipped away just like that! RDP word today is Rambunctious 2. What counts Yesterday I was myself,but today I am not, and yesterday will happen again, yet today will not. I am counting each day…
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2 April: for Shay’s Word Garden and RDP “Influencer”
Under the Influence I.The weather has a temper, the way two crows quarrel over a piece of flesh. It’s the way of things, Solomon might’ve said, and I think I’m watching religion, or maybe I’m under the influence of weather. II. Radio reception’s gone again.It sounds like six shades of blizzard.Or cats and clowns hissing…
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31 March: for Ragtag Daily Prompt
In the Corner Table of the Coffee Shop In the shadows where spiders spin invisible webs,and breakfast crumbs collect in colonies on the floor,sits a woman wearing a red and black silk sari,ivory bracelets clasped tight on her slender ankles,and as she takes short sips from a glass of water, her gold beaded bracelets ring…
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