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Day 12: The Mirror and the Palette
Look how winter rearranges things. Leaves. Life. Debris. It dances deranged around trees, strips then bare, and thenknocks them down. Written for GoDogGo Café. A Book called “The Mirror and The Palette” – Constraint: The title of a book is included in the title or the body of your poem. ©Misky 2022. Shared with #amwriting #GoDOGGoCafe #GreatReadsPromptChallenge on…
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Day 12: for GoDogGo Café
A BOOK CALLED “TODAY A WOMAN WENT MAD IN THE SUPERMARKET” ….. assuming that a supermarket is a street corner on a day that was bald and brightand suddenly white, and she keepswalking, led blindfolded by the Fates. Just following her feet, step after stepinside her head, deep in a fog,…
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Miz Quickly’s Day 12: Remixing
A SWAN: UNTITLED a slap on the water,on the air, lifting,here a slap and there, wings white, snowy and down,here where their necks arch,air caressing its down. oh fingered webs,oh beating white rush, here beating, there overthe loosening ripplesof a lake’s brooding broth. Miz Quickly’s Day 11: Sort of create a link or mix between…
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Day 11: GoDogGo Café and JusJoJan
A BOOK CALLED THE SWEETNESS OF WATER assuming the water is poisoned A sardonic rat sits ona stone. Watching me.Eyes like flamesand shrieking murder.Wolfish rat, who eatsa poisoned apple,inwardly grinning at his pleasure.Foolish rat, soon sleepingdeep in rooted red poppies.Your chance for a lifecrossed into ourcosmopolitan sympathies.…
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Day 10: Miz Quickly’s Change
FILLING UP THE FLOWERS Triggers are in the air. The weather feels gypsy-restless, it makes ones head and shoulders rise above its huddledcomforts. It’s time to weed browns from the garden,plant silver skinned bulbs. Our hands hold lifeevery time spring finds us. Written for Miz Quickly Day 10: Changes. ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting #apoemaday on…
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Day 10: For Go Dog Go Café
A Book Called Today a Woman Went Mad in the Supermarket …. assuming that the woman’s name is Rita She might’ve been a Rita,or a Rhoda, but for certainher name began with an R.She wore a gold necklacewith an R around her neck.Perhaps she’s called Raisin. Raisin, truly an…
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Day 9: On Ice
On Ice Fool that I am,to take to the fields.Trotting poniesand rushing streams. Follow my heart ontosullied paths, muddiedwith slips, slidesand jeopardies. I’m antsy for warmth,long sunny days, butfool that I am, dressedby cloudless skies. Fickle January,and its perfect ice. Written for Miz Quickly’s Day 9: Errors, Photo © Cecilia Mary Gunther and used with permission with grateful thanks. Poem ©Misky…
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Q9 and Stream of Consciousness Saturday
IT’S STILL LIFE In the next 72-hoursor it might be less, these things areimpossibly imprecise, this blogineum ormaybe it’s blogitsky will be renamed, andgiven a new address. The new address is misky.uk and Plumb Lines is now called It’s Still Life because most people don’t know what a plumb line is. It was likely a poor choice on my…
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Q8: What Do You Like About Your Writing
WHAT DO YOU MOST LIKE ABOUT YOUR WRITING That is the question.And here is my answer: The pictures. I love art.If I could,I would live in a museumwith polished light birch floorsand white matte walls,openairno doors. AndI’d placea long sofain the middle of the room.Nothing else,that’s all.Quite spartan. Yesterday, I decided that I was bored…
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Q7: The Black and White of It
A BOOK CALLED “ALL THAT SHE CARRIED” … assuming that All is Mum’s black and white photo the contourthe contrastthe curve of her noseshe always thought it too hookedtoo crookedthis black and white woman,with black and white views. I remember looking at this photo when I was a kid, and saying…
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