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8 February: It’s All in the Title
I Say a Little Prayer The moment I sayI love you,you run for the bus. I take you in my heart,oh, how you mean heartbreakfor me. Say a little prayer. An erasure poem written for Nope Not Pam’s “It’s all in the title” – Song title “I say a little prayer for you”. AI Digital Art is…
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8 Feb: At Her Window
At Her Window A woman at the window,her face pale as weak light.She might be crying, or not,I don’t know, but she stares, oddly long and unblinking.And if I could pull her awayfrom the rain blurred pane,we’d talk of pleasant things. About strawberry jam,or the coming of spring,or how to make dumplings,or how her husband…
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7 February: dVerse Quadrille
Up There It’s an albino moon, white toothed, sleepy grinned. Pricking at stars as they’re born and burn away, old ones plunge and die. We watch them carry our hearts, wrack and ruin our second thoughts, and that moon’s staring button-eyed at us while we weep. Written for dVerse Quadrille 44-words, sans title, “stars”. AI Digital…
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7 February: A Chicken Limerick
A Chicken Limerick There once was a roast chicken dinner,So plump and so juicy, a winner.It sizzled and popped,Its aroma non-stop,And gravy on the cooker did simmer. 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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4 February: Word of the Day – Lickspigot
Word of the day: Lickspigot. A person who always turns up when free drink is available. (16th century English). I think this is a word due for resurrection. AI Digital Art created using Midjourney. Image ©Misky 2023
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5 February: A Hecklerish Limerick
There once was a heckler named SueWho always had something to doWith heckling at showsWherever she goesHer talent was giving reviews! Written for Fandango’s One Word Challenge: “Heckler” 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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5 February: This is fiction – trigger warning
The Incident of the Woman from the House with Two Stone Lions The old house was saffron and butter colour, and those cicadas singing in the trees pushed us into manic. Mama had swept the cinders from the fire, left them strewn and broadcasted across the kitchen garden – sweeping the old year out the…
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4 February: Nutbush Erasure
To Be Nutbushed A churchin the clean city. You go to church.They call it little old limits. Have a picnic ev’ry Sunday.Saltpork and molasses. They call ita quiet town to watch. Writen for Nope-Not-Pam’s “It’s All in the Title” prompt, which referred to the song Nutbush City Limits. I responded with an erasure poem using the…
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3 February: Stream of Consciousness Saturday
Perfect Timing Time has a perfect view of my life. A clock in the kitchen, well, three actually, the microwave, the oven, and one on the wall that calibrates itself with some radio in Greenwich, a process worth marvelling over, if I cared to. And there’s a clock in the living room, two to be…
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3rd February: Snagged
Snagged I’m like petulant weather,a martyr to salt-cures for scars and apathy, And today, I snagged my armon a canine-toothed thorn of a rose bush, Something prolificrolled off my ownerless tongue, but When the rain comes,it’ll wash that secret language out of my head. For Linda Hill’s JusJoJan “Canine”. It took a while for my head…
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