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16 May: The Overflow
The Overflow Between cold tins of beansand tea from melted snow,we told the children it wasfireworks falling from the brutal sky. Look up, we’d say, The reassuring sunstill watches over us, and the rainstill licks winter wheat to a shine, but some daysthe phantom of freedomis an unreachable blue,our songs melancholic,and words drawn sharpas dry…
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15 May: An Erasure Poem
She poured into the open door, and checked a mental note over her head. The day was a dark movie poster. Found poetry test sourced from Jaws by Peter Benchley. ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter. Image is a poster for the movie The Woman in Black During April, I participated in a 30-day…
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14 May: Inclement
Inclement will our ploughcarve the soilof fallen stellar debris,and will we wonderat muted mural relicsas we’re clarifiedby a volcanic blue sky. Ukraine; Inflation; Food banks; Trade Wars and protocol – have we forgotten climate change? From WikiArt. Drought (Arkaba) by Hans Heysen, Date: 1929, Fair Use. and header image Photo by Juanita Swart on Unsplash. ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting…
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13 May: A Little Conversation
A Little Conversation I am sitting on the patio .A cup of coffee. Morning sun. A magpie is on the fence, talking to me. I don’t know what he’s saying, but something ‘s playing on his mind. ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter. Photo by Lenstravelier on Unsplash
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12 May: An Erasure Poem
she felt herself physically elderly, – and final she was an open door, a crack to the other side. During April, I participated in a 30-day Found Poetry Challenge, sourcing text from the book Jaws by Peter Benchley. My method involved layers, changing the top layer’s opacity, and then erasing parts of that image to…
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11 May: Cee’s Linear Photo Challenge
This is a photo taken (iPhone) whilst driving in a rain storm across the “Great Belt Bridge” (Storebæltsbroen) in Denmark for Cee’s B&W Photo Challenge ©Misky 2022 with iPhone. Shared with #photography #amwriting on Twitter
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for Go Dog Go Cafe: A Haibun
Once upon a time, she didn’t look like she does. She’s old skin now. Once she had a jawline. A chin traceable with a finger. And all her teeth (two of which now belong to her credit card). She was wide-eyed, clear-headed, and bright as a split star. Both eyelids blinked at the same time,…
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11 May: An American Cinquain
There areWings in the treesBird song in the blossomsA breeze lifts the sun, and it warmsMy face An American Cinquain (2.4.6.8.2). ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter. Photo is mine.
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For dVerse Bon Appétit
A Morning Recipe the pot warmed,just boiled waterno longer a strangerto tea leaves stirredinto the morning. rain drenches half truths into the weather report, clouds squeezed thin of bright clarity, a drift of milkgentle on the brim,sipped from a china cupit’s a comfort scentlike toasting bread. starlings have returned, tearing the grass, beaks of knives…
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For Twiglet #278
Full of Light We sat under the cherry tree,lost in its leaves, lost in green,our fingers stained ruby. Fill 2 bowls for a pie, Mum said. Those days, layered between clouds,it was a time to embrace. It wasas it should be. Full of light. for Twiglet #278 ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting…
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