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Miz Quickly’s 19 August
Bones On The Beach Those bleached white bones there,I can’t help wonder what you werebefore you became unrecognisable.What curdling horror took you.What oxygen clotting grip closedon your taut sinewed neck.Did the air smell like metal, andwas terror in the pit of your voicesthat interrogated your choices –to flee this way or that way, andwas the…
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A Korean Kasa for dVerse Poets
Mum Said She said Dad was a dove that flewover her when she walked the beach, and said he often sat in hisfavourite chair, right next to her. Once he even sat on her bed,she said, just as she fell asleep. But Dad didn’t come back for me.But then I don’t believe in ghosts. Written…
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Miz Quickly’s 18 August
If Fishes Were Wishes, I’d be Italian If I were Italian,all my grandchildrenwould call me Nona,and I’d make lotsa and lotsapasta in a magicalcooking pot.But I’m not.Italian.So I’m staring at these chipsand this filleted fish,making wish after wishthat I was.Italian. Miz Quickly’s 18 August prompt throws us a hook. Photos. Tie these photos to fairytales, she…
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17 August: 20 Pieces of a Poem
Piece #4: The One That Includes Synesthesia He can hear his mother, Ida, from all the way down here, calling him for dinner, not because it’s a short distance from home, but rather it’s Ida’s tin-roof-steep-pitched voice and two-fingered whistle nagging after him into the gully. Into the deepness of trees and a green-weave of…
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Twiglet #240 & Miz Quickly’s 17 August
Dawn’s Ocean That view, bright as thick-skinned lemonsand sharp as winter.The sun soon rising intoafternoon heat, and dawn’s ocean opensto its faint horizon, as if proof were needed that night is made for the burning of stars. Written for 1) Miz Quickly’s 17 August, 2) lemon photo prompt, and…
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Miz Quickly’s 16 August “Photo”
My Purse I have a purseThat’s the absolute worst.It smells of fishAnd I really do wishThat I could unloadThis pelican purse. for Miz Quickly’s 16 August “photo” prompt, and shared with @Miz_Quickly and @Experimentsinfc #APoemADay on Twitter ©Misky 2021
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Published by Visual Verse Anthology
I’m very pleased to be included in Visual Verse’s August Anthology with my poem. There’s an interesting variety of pieces based on an image prompt. I hope you find time to read them. The Dark Side of Gingerbread It’s like the creak of a door whenshe opened a book. Its spinecracking under the weight of…
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A Prompt That Started with a Squiggle on Paper
The Dog Behind the Chain Link Fence is poked with a broomstickand teased by maddeningshoes that escape its bite.people, both large and smallpassing as hours go or don’t go.it’s sat on a wet patch of ground,chained to a fence, and pacinglike a tilting stroke. the dogbehind the chain link fence isgrowling at the earth alongwith…
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Miz Quickly’s 15 August
Summertime 1969 We just called her Janis. She wasrough water, and she made everysummertime after I heard her raspingbirdsong voice a return to my youth. She had a course edge that on a turnwent drowsy and flushed, rock andrhyme. It made us stoney and wildas an angel’s trumpet, or a breath of disorderly air. Notes…
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for 6WSP “Seasons”
The old beech on the hill. Note: This old beech is at the Reigate Hill Fort with its napoleonic armoury. Fearing that Napoleon’s troops would invade London, a string of hill forts were built as the city’s last defence. Image is my own. Written for Six Word Saturday Prompt
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