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30 May: A Thursday Door
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 love unusual doors. ©Misky 2023 Shared on X #amwriting @bushboywhotweet and @DAntion
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29 May: A Six – Part 11: I Walk With Ghosts
At an Intersection Named After an English King and a SaintSix Sentence Story: Part 11, I Walk With Ghosts I’m walking home in the rain from the Six Sentence Cafe and Bistro, my face damp and the wet clinging to my legs. The dim streets are lined with starved and empty warehouses with windows dim…
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27 May: Quadrille #202
View From Behind Closed Eyes sometimesI close my eyesand pretend that noonis midnight,and that the stars are shiningbecause “Hati-the-Wolf” neverswallowed the moonwhich caused stars to disappear, and becausewhen I close my eyeseverything is darkness,and my memory sees perfectly again. Written for dVerse Poets Poetic form: Quadrille, #202 “Darkness”. Hati the wolf is from The Elder of…
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27 May: Found in Ragnarök
Poetic form: Tanka (5.7.5.7.7) st. 31-37/pg 136-7 This one is WinterBorne for the measure of years.First borne was SummerTo one called Sweet-Water she sprang,But Wind-Cold raced on fierce and dread. Untold Winters weave.He was son of Sorrow’s-Seed.Eldest of those daysFrom him, the whole of our kin,Those winters laid cradles bare. This is a series of…
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25 May: Found Poetry of Ragnarök
If Thou Hast the Wit Heaven laid frost cold. Old bones were these mountains made for the sea bellows. and when the sky darkens with mahogany -Fates claim the moon’s realm. They round the day rolling on, measuring the years of man. and storm snd smoke are swirling reign -Dark is drawn as dew drops.Dales…
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22 May: A Six – Part 10: To Trace a Curl
At an Intersection Named After an English King and a SaintSix Sentence Story: Part #10 To Trace a Curl The Six Sentence Cafe and Bistro is on the edge of razor-sharp tonight. In a corner booth near the back of the room sits a man who’s built for a rugby scrum. He’s with a woman…
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21 May: Contemplating Ones Backlight (revised)
Backlight I have a new notebook. It’s touched by an old pen’s ink. Letters close in fine neat lines, lip-worn odes and codes, and words of blinding aspire. And I desire that this pen always feel connected to paper. ©Misky 2006-2024
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18 May: A Six – Part 9.1: Flower Power
At an Intersection Named After an English King and a SaintSix Sentence Story: Part 9.1 Flower Power “Bonne soirée mon ami,” Pierre is beaming smiles tonight, and Nick-the-Gatekeeper replies, “Καλησπέρα Πιέρ μου.” And I’m almost, but not studiously contemplating why Cyrillic-looking letters sound like warm gravelly earth when letters Pierre pronounces in French … and…
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18 May: Thin Flute Notes
A roostercrowed the first lightand as the night music died,thin flute notesvanished to vapours white. I know a womanwho sleepsbeside a cemetery stone,and when the full moonruns high,she dances all night. Quite alone. Some artwork is created using Midjourney AI, and is identified as such in the ALT text or captioned. Images are copyright and…
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17 May: Just A Few Thoughts
I. I cling to colours, serenity of sky blue,A scythe to shred clouds, and at nightI melt into dimness. Written for Three Line Poetry (Ink in Thirds) II.I can smell the sea. Eternity is in my heart, inheriting salt maybe. It is filling that drifting part of me. Written at the cottage Some artwork is created…
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