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8 May: A 9 Haibun
A Haibun: About the Number 9 I am a nine. That’s my number. You see if you take my birthdate in single digits and add them together in this order (m+m+d+d+y+y+y+y) it equals 27, and if you add 2+7 it equals 9. Any number times 9 always comes back to 9, like 9×6=54 and 5+4=9.…
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7 May: For #SOC Childhood’s Song (revised)
The Ants Go Marching One by One The morning after the night thatDad got up in the middle of the nightto piddle in an empty Heinz beans tin, obviously, away from our new tent that he’d bought it at discount price becauseit was missing a support pole and pegs,but never mind about that because Dad…
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7 May: A Ragtag Sunflower
For Wednesday Ragtag’s Sunflower prompt. AI Digital Artwork is created using Midjourney. Imagery and poems ©Misky 2023
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6 May: For VV May Anthology Prompt
An Ekphrastic Poem based on John Everett Millais’s painting “The Blind Girl“ The Girl With Blind Eyes This girl has eyes that only seethe dark side of the sun. Her eyesare sunken shadows, telling herthat she lives in a grand cathedralwith spires, old saints and candles.But everyone says her eyes lie.They say she lives in…
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5 May: A Mouse’s Dream Diary
An Entry from a Mouse’s Dream Diary So it’s true. Mice do dream. Of drowning. A drowning dream. This is the season of water. Of fractious storms and troubled air. I run along the floor, pressing close to the skirting boards and wall. Avoiding wires and cords and shoes, baskets, books and magazines. Slipping under…
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5 May: A dVerse Quadrille
The Garden The garden is mapped,and nature is undone. Supplanted.Keep this. Hmm. Not that. Tug at the weeds, shiftthe soil and sift the silt. Winter’s rooted dark fadesinto tulips and bleeding hearts, as a skylark’s delicate songunwraps a silken colour seed. A quadrille poem (44 words sans title) for dVerse Poets. AI Digital Artwork is created using…
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4 May: A Thursday Door
This photo is the entrance to Reigate Fort (in Surrey, UK) that was built in 1898, one of 13 forts that ran along the 72-mile defence line between the North Downs and Essex, built to protect London from an attack by the French. Reigate Fort was used as a mobilisation centre, storing vital tools and…
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4 May: A Cadralor Poem
A Few Thoughts After Lunch 1.There’s a bird by his foot. It doesn’t fly.It’s not asleep, and it doesn’t move.It waits for him to turn the soil,so it can peck at what’s trapped beneath. 2.The air is still as grey. Grey is never noticed.Invisible. Unseen as the back of a page.I remember the Grey Man.…
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3 May: The Video Call
The Video Call It sounds like there’s a string quartetin her living room, but she says it’s the radio. Her table is lit with tea lights, candles thattwinkle, they wink at you, probably scented like spruce or pine or something herbalcalled Howling Horse. She says she’s unwell. We’ve known each other our whole lives.Our mothers…
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2 May: Two Chairs in an Empty Field
Two Chairs in an Empty Field We’ve hours to spare, and indifference to endless road work. The Autobahn is walking pace – we are two empty chairs in a field going nowhere. That ache down my leg woke me again. Again, we’re back to the back. L4. L5. Couldn’t stay in bed, so I walked…
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