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15.11: Journal of Thoughts
Senryu we left the lights onas if love might lose its wayin all that silence Haiku fir trees heavy-limbed,footsteps vanish into duskone warm room remains Written for SenHai Saturday. Poems/prose ©Misky 2006-2025.
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Day 14 NovPAD Challenge
The Architecture of a Moment Notes: Rooted in the oldest English tradition, Anglo-Saxon accentual verse follows the rhythm of breath and heartbeat rather than syllable or rhyme, where meaning is carried by cadence, image, and pause. A lament for the children of Gaza, a sorrow spoken in the oldest rhythms I know. The Architecture of…
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Day 14 NovPAD Challenge
The Architecture of a Moment A poem written in witness to the children of Gaza; not to explain, but to honour the question of who they were before the world forgot their names. The Architecture of Who Who is this child—a clinical acronymfor a soul lost in dust? Who watchesthrough a veil of tears,whose stomach…
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14.11: Vantablack – The Liturgy
The Architecture of Vertically Aligned Carbon NanotubesA Liturgy for Vantablack — The Colour That Is Not a Colour I. Of AbsenceThis is not a colour, but a hunger—a surface so deep even light forgets itself. Its texture is velvet without body,warmth without heat,the shade where memory waitsbefore being born again. II. Of PerceptionTo look upon…
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13.11: Journal of Thoughts
River Reflections trees bow toward their sleeping echoes;the bridge repeats itself in hush;the water holds two heavens at once. — three-line jueju in English winter river stills—trees and bridge breathe twice in glass,sky drifts underneath. — haiku Written for Ink In Thirds “Reflections” ©Misky 2006-2025.
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Day 13 NovPAD Challenge
The Architecture of a Moment Notes: Rooted in the oldest English tradition, Anglo-Saxon accentual verse follows the rhythm of breath and heartbeat rather than syllable or rhyme, where meaning is carried by cadence, image, and pause. The Architecture of Persuasion (Free Verse) “The tree’s too big,” he said.“It blocks the sun,it cracks the stones,and every…
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13.11: Ten Things of Thankful
1.Thankful that I was able to catch a photo of this before sunrise clawed back every flash of hoar frost that was left overnight. A hoar frost is one of nature’s true magical exhibits. All it takes is a cold, clear night with calm, dry air to form delicate ice crystals. As a child, I…
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13.11: A Thursday Door
Porte de l’Inconnu Oak, darkas forgotten prayer.A geometry of power,of denial,of great diamonds crossed like swords over a heart.What secretpetrifies behind the door?The wood will not tell.It only says: Turn. Away. Bushboy (Brian Dodd) shares photos of doors, but not just any doors. Spectacular doors from his journeys. Dan’s Thursday Doors opened the door on this. I…
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Day 12 NovPAD Challenge
The Architecture of a Moment The Architecture of Vertically Aligned Carbon Nanotubes I. Vantablack They say it’s a colour,but they are wrong.It’s a hunger so absoluteit drinks the light — the velvet throatin the fabric of things. It’s not the black of night,or ink,or space;those are merely dark.This is Physics. A star could weepits fiery…
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12.11: dVerse Prosery
The Coming I stirred the embers with a bone-handled spoon, watching the light ebb from the fields. The year was thinning; even the crows sounded hollow. Yet I smiled, for then and not yesterday, I learned to know the love of bare November days before the coming of the snow. It was a respect without…
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