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  • 8 Nov: NovPAD Day 8-1/2

    In Praise of Pine Cone.Pricklyas a sea urchin. Hometo dry ona winter’s hearth. Bringour facesnear to breathe Inits breath lickingscent awake. These poems/prose are draft versions, written in participation of Miz Quickly’s prompts and Writers’ Digest (Poetic Asides) November poem-a-day challenge. The aim: to produce a chapbook for submission. ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter

    Misky

    Nov 8, 2022
    AI Art, Miz Q, napowrimo, PA, Poetry
  • 8 Nov: NovPAD Day 8

    I. Miz Quickly: Short and Sweet Praise Make It Short and Sweet If I were to be executed tomorrow,I’d want lobster with a bowl of mayo for dinner,and biscuits and peppery sausage gravy at daybreak,and a bottle of vodka might be useful, too. II. PA:  Gogyohka or Gogyōka  Poem Gogyohka form  Sisters absorbed in childhoodTracking memories of…

    Misky

    Nov 8, 2022
    AI Art, Miz Q, napowrimo, PA, Poetic Forms, Poetry
  • 7 Nov: Quickly’s NovPAD Day 7

    Alternate Universe My sister sends me a panoramic photo of water, and I ask Is it cold there – because the shoreline is lily white, and the mountains are, too. And she says, it’s salt not ice. So I type, The mountains, that’s snow, right? And she doesn’t answer that one, so I ask where…

    Misky

    Nov 7, 2022
    AI Art, Miz Q, napowrimo, PA, Poetry
  • 7 November: #FOWC Storm

    A Climate Storm yes,the darkened skydrained into a rising drift,it breached the banksand boundaries.a hellish graspof mudand strangled rootdowned trees likeloosened teeth. for FOWC: Storm ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter and #fowc. Just in time for COP27, the stream at the bottom of our hill burst its banks this morning. Luckily, we’re on…

    Misky

    Nov 7, 2022
    #FOWC, Poetry
  • 7 November: Lost in Translation

    Lost in Translation (reading time: 1 minute) A letter arrived.Every house on the street had one.Through the letter slot, it fellto the floor. Waiting for us. So we all gathered over a tablelayed with tea cups and cakes,and we brought our letterswith us to compare. Some thought they were written ina language of blood and…

    Misky

    Nov 7, 2022
    Poetry, Visual Verse
  • 6 Nov: NovPAD Day 6

    I. Poetic Asides: News  Unbelievable One day I’d like to wake upwith an empty head, she says. She pulling weeds in the garden,doesn’t look up, just talks to herneighbour whose black dog isimpatient with the conversation. I know. Stuff just comes from nowhere.Yesterday, I woke up thinking abouta conversation I overheard last yearin the pub, says…

    Misky

    Nov 6, 2022
    AI Art, Miz Q, napowrimo, PA, Poetry
  • 5 Nov: NovPAD Day 5.1

    Of Thirst (for Miz Quickly’s: Thirst) You tilta glass of waterinto your throat, the fluid floats for a moment,and then flattens againstyour parched scratch, but your outside layer is thirst, and you can’t graspthe mystery of that. These poems/prose are draft versions, written in participation of Miz Quickly’s prompts and Writers’ Digest (Poetic Asides) November poem-a-day challenge. The aim: to produce a…

    Misky

    Nov 5, 2022
    AI Art, Miz Q, napowrimo, PA, Poetry
  • 5 Nov: NovPAD Day 5

    It’s All About the Water Today I. (Poetic Asides: Peril) to the dreamers, their heartsin peril, let them bemoonstruck, kissed and singing. II. (Miz Quickly: Thirst) Drinking In the Deep how those waters washed over us –water, a spring of poetry in us, and how we thirsted during that long sloping summer – embalmed by…

    Misky

    Nov 5, 2022
    AI Art, Miz Q, napowrimo, PA, Poetry
  • 4 Nov: NovPAD Day 4

    I. Poetic Asides: In the (Blank) In the Squinting Hours It’s 5am.November.Fourth.It’s pitch-dark, except for the tangle of lightthat the curtain lets through. I hear the paperboy whosehair and beard are as greyas a cloud, and who movesas slow as words on a page, and he’s doing his roundson his bone-shaking bike, and there’s a word…

    Misky

    Nov 4, 2022
    AI Art, art, Miz Q, napowrimo, PA, Poetry
  • 3 Nov: NovPAD Day 3

    I. (Poetic Asides: Misguided) Just Another Misconception silly poet,silly me. to think I couldmaster nature, as if a rakewould stop falling leaves, as if the moon goes darkwhen I close my eyes. II. (Miz Quickly: Chatterbox) Just Another Cup of Coffee Two neighbours, sipping coffee that’s the temperature of warm weather. No, she says, I…

    Misky

    Nov 3, 2022
    30PAD, AI Art, art, Miz Q, PA, Poetry
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