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  • For Sunday Whirl #503

    For Sunday Whirl #503

    The Men Chasing Cod All those fishing boats offshore, they’re moving paragraphsshifting on the horizon.Nets out. Time idles.God’s odds for a bounty.And then the nets tangle.Grounded on someparenthetical, Captain says.      (he likes that word – not sure of its meaning though)And his anger turns wicked thunder,and it rains down on us.The catch is lost.…

    Misky

    May 30, 2021
    #apoemaday, Poetry, Wordles
    cod, fishing
  • Miz Quickly’s Catch and Release #2

    Miz Quickly’s Catch and Release #2

    He Doesn’t Care What the Papers Say Forget things likeumbrellas.Restaurant food.Fast cars and posh clothes.Face masks. Evening mist fills his eyes,this shepherd and his sheep.Stars that once breathed in fire,now blink in patterns of brokenlight, and the apple of his eye, these sheep, who ask noughtbut to possess this verdant day.The shepherd turns his headagainst…

    Misky

    May 29, 2021
    #apoemaday, Miz Q, Poetry
  • Miz Quickly’s Prose Sonnet About Rain (draft)

    An Untitled Prose Sonnet           (for those using visual assistant/speech software) Rain divided the day in half. I usually write in the morning but I spent it idle, wandering wordless. You mowed the rug-thick grass, that robin following behind you, and you laughed at its flitty chirp, as it pulled over-fat…

    Misky

    May 29, 2021
    #apoemaday, Miz Q, Poetry
    nature, new sonnet, prose sonnet, rain
  • for Miz Quickly’s Hidden in Plain Sight

    Balancing Teacups It’s a balancing act.That tottering sunshine-bright teacup     balancing on your knee, orthat void between wakefulness and nod,     when your head snaps back, and it chooses     awake.And life, of course, pretty much all of it. for For @Miz_Quickly Hidden in Plain Sight and shared with @Experimentsinfc #APoemADay on Twitter   ©Misky 2021

    Misky

    May 28, 2021
    #apoemaday, Miz Q, Poetry
  • for Miz Quickly: Oh Brave

    Be Brave I.I’m older now. LovedAnd well worn.Like a favourite pair of shoes, andI’ve a happy heart forSimple things.Bravery. Faithfulness. Patience,        Except when it comes to fishing. II.My sister loves fishing. She braves Freezing water forHours on end withNothing more than a shiverTo show for it. My dad lovedFishing. We scattered hisAshes on the…

    Misky

    May 28, 2021
    #apoemaday, Miz Q, Poetry
    brave, life
  • for Miz Quickly Day 25

    for Miz Quickly Day 25

    Molly           (a poem in reply to Mary Oliver’s “Percy”) My dog, named after my mum’s beloved dog,although she told me some years laterthat she’d never had a dog by that name,or for that matter a dog of any name, and when I showed her an old dog-eared photoof her holding…

    Misky

    May 26, 2021
    #apoemaday, Miz Q, Poetry
  • Day 24: Miz Quickly’s Bones

    Day 24: Miz Quickly’s Bones

    The New & Improved Dictionary of Skeletal Anatomy occipital: a vehicular roundabout in England occipital protuberance: the centre mound in a roundabout with low-growing trees to prevent people driving straight on superior articular: a very well spoken person, sort of like Stephen Fry clavicle: a tidal flat, or possibly a frying pan head of humerus:…

    Misky

    May 25, 2021
    #apoemaday, Miz Q, Poetry
    skeletal anatomy
  • dVerse Haibun

    Yes, Of Course, The Lesser Periwinkle I’m sitting in the damp evening air, rain still dripping from the leaves, and my ear catches the sound of small bone animals in the Vinca Minor (there was a time when I couldn’t recall its proper name – now I can’t recall its common name, although I’m sure…

    Misky

    May 25, 2021
    #apoemaday, dVerse, Poetic Forms, Poetry
    Haibun
  • Miz Quickly’s Catch & Release #1

    Finds in a Sketch There were shirtsleeves rolled upand muscles tight and pressed,and somewhere in the distancelions roared their same complaint,a sound that seemed soft as velvet. Then the pulling and shifting, andthe circus tent came down, floating, a cloud of dusty dry summer, a risingcurtain that nature couldn’t suppress.The game was up. The work…

    Misky

    May 24, 2021
    #apoemaday, Miz Q, Poetry
  • A Very Short da-Dum Waltz

    A Very Short da-Dum Waltz when time wasyoung,and the starshungbright in oursky,we’d dip andrise,dance my man, rollto a silver star stroll The last two lines are like the twirly bit (or something). Written for dVerse Poets “A poem to Waltz-time”  and shared with @Experimentsinfc #APoemADay on Twitter   ©Misky 2021

    Misky

    May 21, 2021
    #apoemaday, dVerse, Poetry
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