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  • The Poeming: A Found Poetry Project

    The Poeming: A Found Poetry Project

    Originally posted on It's Still Life: During the month of October, I’m participating in The Poeming Project, a month of Found Poetry, with poems created and sourced from John Grisham’s “The Pelican Brief,” Published by Arrow Books (Penguin Random House UK) in digital format, published in 2010. My project is called Broken Windows, and…

    Misky

    Oct 8, 2021
    Poetry
  • Miz Quickly’s Day 8: Two Rooms

    Miz Quickly’s Day 8: Two Rooms

    Muddy Waters A glass of cold waterand two aspirin.There’s a crow pickingmy skull into tiny bones.A simmering cranial gap to a steep slope. Grey trees.A footbridge pinned downin reeds and a shallow creek.You’re a kingdom of rot.The creak in your bed. In response to Miz Quickly’s Day 8 “Two Rooms” prompt. I used the room with the…

    Misky

    Oct 8, 2021
    Miz Q, Poetry
  • for Miz Quickly’s Day 7

    for Miz Quickly’s Day 7

    It Won’t Happen Again This Year What happened to the blue of yesterday.Everything is as vague as today’s haze. October colours. Burn. Burn We are children at the edge of a reset.Now rain rattles the windows, wind bellows and wheezes at us from the centuries. October holds us in its belt buckle,in its flow of…

    Misky

    Oct 7, 2021
    Miz Q, Poetry
  • More Thoughts on Miz Quickly’s Day 6

    More Thoughts on Miz Quickly’s Day 6

    Here are a few more thoughts on Miz Quickly’s Day 6 “All The Best Places”  The best place to eat an apple:is on a sun-bleached, weathered wooden bench that threatens to slip a sliver into your thigh, but you knew this might happen, so you’re wearing your favourite worn-out jeans, a red cotton t-shirt, and you’re wishing…

    Misky

    Oct 7, 2021
    Miz Q, prose
  • For Twiglet #247

    A Window Seat at the Café Of course I can, he’s asking if I caneat this entire thing, a bun stuffed fullof stiff whipped cream. He sips his coffee,always black, always hot,and thinks about somethingthat he says is nothing, when I ask. We fall silent. He watches shopperspass the window. I watch a flyon the…

    Misky

    Oct 7, 2021
    Poetry, Twiglets
  • Miz Quickly’s Day 6: Sea View

    Miz Quickly’s Day 6: Sea View

    That morning it was blue sky and calm sea, but we trusted you too much. Written to prompt for Miz Quickly’s Day 6: A view of the sea, One Liner Wednesday #1LinerWeds, Photo by Marcus Woodbridge on Unsplash. An American sentence: 17 syllables. Image: storm hitting the lighthouse in Porthcawl UK, Shared with @Experimentsinfc #APoemADay on Twitter   ©Misky 2021  

    Misky

    Oct 6, 2021
    #1linerWeds, Miz Q, Poetry
    #1linerWeds
  • 5 October: dVerse Quadrille #137

    5 October: dVerse Quadrille #137

    On The Beach (draft version) On the beach, a poppy-red stone,it looks angry as a military planet.It’s strewn amongst some revellers’litter, wine bottles and tipsy air.The waves siege against the shore,the sea gurgles its drying fury, and air orbits around our fragrant dust. (all for the sake of a party) for dVerse Quadrille #137 “stones”. Shared…

    Misky

    Oct 5, 2021
    dVerse, Poetic Forms, Poetry
    quadrille
  • Miz Quickly’s Day 5 “Illustration”

    Miz Quickly’s Day 5 “Illustration”

    A Vision I watched her standing there,my eyes only seeingher shattered edges glisten. for Miz Quickly’s Day 5 “Illustration”  Shared with @Experimentsinfc #APoemADay on Twitter   ©Misky 2021

    Misky

    Oct 5, 2021
    ekphrastic, Miz Q, Poetry
  • The Poeming: A Found Poetry Project

    The Poeming: A Found Poetry Project

    During the month of October, I’m participating in The Poeming Project, a month of Found Poetry, with poems created and sourced from John Grisham’s “The Pelican Brief,” Published by Arrow Books (Penguin Random House UK) in digital format, published in 2010. My project is called Broken Windows, and it’s on Tumblr. I will occasionally update…

    Misky

    Oct 4, 2021
    Found & Remixed, Poetry
    the poeming project
  • For Miz Quickly’s Day 4: Landslide

    I Saw My Reflection In the snow of a whitewashed mirror,into meadows where the sun keepsits winter eye. In empty spaces, I saw all my wishes strung out like knottedsyllables. Stars. Favourite colours were my reflection. I saw an avalanche ofsecrets, those sweet and sour smells. I’m the taste of moonlight, saltwater, of berries bursting…

    Misky

    Oct 4, 2021
    Miz Q, Poetry
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