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17 February: RDP “Quest”
A Quest to M&S That sharp fuzzled jab in the cup,which was no chalice by any stretch,’twas likened unto a stag’s horn,or to be sprung upon by a spreading oak.I am wounded by an underwire.I am the Fisher King with a dagger in my breast. Tell me, Sir Perceval, seekerof the holey wonders, and wonderwear,let…
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17 February: Those Telltale Signs
Those Telltale Signs I glance over at him, a man of increasing years and greyness,his hair, his shirt, his trousers, his skin,folds like ditches on his earlobes. He bends over, one hand steadied on a shopping trolley,reading the Sell-By dates, and blocking my wayto the strawberries. I wait.I have more time than he does. AI…
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16 February: RDP “Pinnacle”
The Lightkeeper He can’t complain. He has a wife.She cooks for him.Laundry, and cleans,she keeps him warm. He thinks she’s unthinking,like a sunflower or a dogwood.She’s ever present, like weather,like the lighthouse he keeps. Children call him Keeper of Light.He likes that. And he doesn’t complainwhen his wife sits by the windowand stares out to…
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16 February: 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 photo: the entrance door to the pharmacy. Photo is from a road trip…
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16 February: It’s Thursday
It’s Thursday We exist on Thursdaysalong with flies spinning aroundon their backs.They’ll eventually petrifylike a salted peanut. Yes I know there’s pee on the seat.and toothpaste on the mirror.The toothpaste is mine.I’ve no doubt,the pee is not. He sliced off a bit of his chin today.With his straight razor.Blood all over his undershirt.And I’ve no…
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15 February: Tristan and Iseult Found
Tristan and Iseult Love keeps me. We play with our eyes.All by heart. Some would rather believeit’s all about time. We wanted to.I wanted to. Love keeps me. Written for It’s All In The Title “Same Love”. AI Digital Artwork inspired by Richard Wagner’s Tristan and Iseult, created using Midjourney. Imagery and poems ©Misky 2023 Shared on Twitter…
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15 February: for Twiglets #312
Nuts Nuts Nuts There’s a walnut treein a sunny corner of the garden. Its sap is rising to wakenew spears of leaf-like green. Squirrels chase up and downthe contours of winter, and within their chatter, I hearNuts. Nuts. Nuts. Written for Twiglets #312 “cracking walnuts” . AI Digital Artwork is created using Midjourney. Imagery and poems ©Misky…
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10 February: Too Early
Too Early First crocusas bright as a struck match,a blinded flamein the frost, and robbedof its thin white dress. AI Digital Art is mine and created using Midjourney’s bot (v4). Image and poem ©Misky 2023 Shared on Twitter #amwriting @midjourney
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14 February: for Twiglets #311
Mouse I see youthere, dipping and diving,rooting in bowls. A spoonful of dinner.Sugar on your lips.Crumbs on your fur. I hear yougnawing, you withthose black bean eyes. You, scurrying onthin silence. You, lurkingwhen I’m not looking. I see youlittle mouse, eyeing upthat glistening moon. Written for Twiglets #311 “Eyeing It” AI Digital Artwork is created…
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13 February: Dunes
Dune a broadloom of sandand tufts of grass that grip the dunes.the surface is absent of idyllic solitude.the sea air is windblown, turned and risen full volume.sand shifts, spills, and holds the shade of midday heatagainst our feet, and we have nothingplanned in mind. Written for RDP: “Sand”. AI Digital Artwork is created using Midjourney. Imagery…
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