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21 May: 2Cellos & Playing at the Ritz
2Cellos and Playing at the Ritz Mum paid for my piano lessons, but I paid for them with fingernails clipped to the quick (a classmate said, Eeeow, you chew your fingernails. No, I said, I play the piano). I practised two hours a day. An hour before school, and an hour after. The piano was […]
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21 May: 2 Cellos and a Storm
The Storm Every time the windchatters through the fence,voices mutter in the roof tiles.It’s the whim of sky. Its grip and shineof sulking rain are scented byfar off dry grass. And thenthat moment that vibrates ones bones, incandescentlightning, and basso-pitchedthunder as if heaven rolled over.So dark, so fluid it fills my ears, and I think, […]
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20 May: An Erasure Poem
The Gnawing His caution and gnawing guilt was a living dead-end.He sat in a tiny airless room predicting his own destiny. During April, I participated in a 30-day Found Poetry Challenge, sourcing text from the book Jaws by Peter Benchley. My method involved layers, changing the top layer’s opacity, and then erasing parts of that […]
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21 May: The Old Lantern
That lantern we inheritedfrom your mother. Its wick, still erect.Waiting to be lit. But it was the glass chimneythat your elbow struck. Shattered. Shardsfell about like rain. Cursed objects, you said,bound by will and testament, to keep and treasure,even when broken. Photo by Jaakko Kemppainen on Unsplash. ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter
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18 May: July in Perugia
July in Perugia Shutters. Narrow balconies boundBy wrought iron and the setting sun.We’re collapsed by heat, and whenRain comes, we listen to its thrum,Me reclined and sleepless on the sofa,Like a Hollywood starlet, who’s pretendingTo seduce the heat of the evening. for dVerse Poets Quadrille “Sleep” ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter. Image: Perugia from Unsplash.
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18 May: dVerse Compounds
Night Light This is the eye of nightwith its slant blind moon.Light bathes the earthwith mote stars like brightbuds of broken blossoms. dVerse Compound Words: moonlight. ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter
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17 May: Flower of the Day #FOTD
Photo taken with my iPhone. for Ceen’s Flower of the Day Challenge ©Misky 2022 Shared with #FOTD 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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16 May: The Overflow
The Overflow Between cold tins of beansand tea from melted snow,we told the children it wasfireworks falling from the brutal sky. Look up, we’d say, The reassuring sunstill watches over us, and the rainstill licks winter wheat to a shine, but some daysthe phantom of freedomis an unreachable blue,our songs melancholic,and words drawn sharpas dry […]
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15 May: An Erasure Poem
She poured into the open door, and checked a mental note over her head. The day was a dark movie poster. Found poetry test sourced from Jaws by Peter Benchley. ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter. Image is a poster for the movie The Woman in Black During April, I participated in a 30-day […]
It's Still Life
poetry and prose
It's Still Life 