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20 June: On A Collage
Day 20: Imagine you are a nature-inspired artist using materials found in the great outdoors. On a Collage In this secret chamber wood,my knobby walking stick did break. In these cloistered thick-thatched trees,where light of day does rarely reach, my walking stick,though just a stick, caught in a hole, a hare’s perhaps,quite near a dry…
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19 June: Or Water #thewildness
Day 19: Write a poem inspired by the soothing sounds of a flowing stream. Or Water In this place, or moment,or water,in this full cup of bliss,there is an echowithin me. In this place, or time,I am a creek, swift withyoung water.Brimming over. I am thin waterover smooth stones. I hold tiny-bone fish, and I…
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18 June: There’s a Squirrel in the Birdbath
Day 18: Create a observation log of a specific species of bird that you have been monitoring throughout the challenge. There’s a Squirrel in the Birdbath A robin flies into the window,makes a sound.It’s nowhere to be seen. When a pigeon does that,there’s flapping and crashing,you’d think an assassin got at it. There’s a nest…
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17 June: Cuckoo
Cuckoo It’s been decades since I hearda cuckoo’s voice here,here in this pine grove withtrees long as telegraph poles. Can you smell that? It’s the scent of pine pitch,it awakens my childhood.Those summers were so hot,pine needles crunching underfoot. I believed fairytales were born here. Once upon a time.All stories start that way.All except for…
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17 June: It’s Pronounced [bi″fid-o-bak-tēr´e-um]
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Day 17. Write a letter to future generations, urging them to cherish the natural world. To my darling grandchildren, I know your mum loves her sprays, the antibacterial and anti-fungal, floral scented and nose-pinching, but to kill bad bacteria is to kill them all. In your gut. On your skin. In the sink and down…
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16 June: The Stars Fall Sideways
Day 16. Describe a special moment when you felt truly connected to nature. When the Stars Fall Sideways It’s not the poetic fillof a challis-filled lake betweenthe rising foothills of the Alps, orthe memory of season’s change,or Orion’s star-embellished belt,or autumn walnuts roasting orthe first snowflake falling orthe look back over my shoulderat the moon,…
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15 June: RDP Word – Scintilla
Between Molecules It’s the tiniest of marvels,it could vanish,slip between molecules. Can’t you see it, he says,It’s the smallest spider ever.It’s as if it fell thru a pinprickfrom a scintilla universe. And I’m squinting at it, and say,No, I think it’s a grain of pollen –’cause it’s not moving at all. Written for Brian’s Ragtag Daily…
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15 June: 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 doors of all sorts. I’ve trawled through my holiday snaps and found a few to share. This door photo is from a road trip in the Lake District. The Automobile…
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15 June: #thewildness Grey Squirrel
Day 15. Write a poem/flash fiction about a mischievous squirrel that causes chaos in your garden. A Grey Squirrel There’s a grey squirrelin the lavender, in the chives with blossoms gone to seedand faded in the sun, it’s drinking from the saucerset below the dill, and now it’s running through the fernsbetween the spiky spires.…
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14 June: Gorilla’s Dirge #thewildness
Gorilla Seduced by a memoryof a silverback with an itchingand wind slain song. We were seduced,like a lark for love, and we allowedtime to intercede. We allowed silenceto speak on our behalf,but the quiet makes our ears feverish,and we are sick with hearing. Silverback, the last and forever,your song too soon ended,and so to your…
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