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for EIF Poetry Challenge #16
A Soon Adieu This weatherwith its dozen different faces in a dayhas winter on its knees, praying. But spring just smiles, knowing its glass is half full. The EIF Poetry Challenge #16 “Nature and Spring” and Miz Quickly’s “Winter” shared with @Experimentsinfc #APoemADay on Twitter © Misky 2021
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16.02.20 dVerse Prosery
A Taste For The Green Stuff I went out to the hazel wood, because a fire was in my head, and it was sweet as green, as Absinthe and a sugar cube on a little silver slotted spoon, and as I watched the cold finger of frost draw across my eyes, I was free as…
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A Taste For The Green
A poem starting with a line from The Song of Wandering Aengus by William Butler Yeats A Taste for the Green I went out to the hazel wood,because a fire was in my head, and it was sweet as green,as Absinthe and a sugar cubeon a little silver slotted spoon, and as I watched the…
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Mining with Miz Quickly
A Stinker Looking back,I remember his zigzag complexionas being well traveled, the folds of his necksmelled like Comté cheese,or old potted mushrooms, and he lingered in the air long afterhe’d left. A hairpin of a man, white-gloved, cornichon fingers,and a potato-honeyed nose thatpoured in the cold clear breeze. The man was such a stinker. A…
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Ekphrastic Poetry Challenge #15
Originally posted on It's Still Life: The Commonality of Layers The rain that binds was medicine,acid burnt and limping beige.Memories pressed between. Cut and cropped like lacywings prised off butterflies.A cult of layers for a girl who caught a butterflyin her hands. Held it tight, rightnear her ear. But when she couldn’thear it breathe,she assumed…
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Miz Quickly’s Randoms
To Jump on the Wrong Parade Time is a fugitive,a swift hand,sunbeams,the leaven in dough.Time is change,a sprung coil,a once loved.It’s a day,a lifetime,a reach.It’s sand pouring blind on everything but itself.It’s barren.Bleak.And ultimately triumphant. Inspired by Bibliomancy’s “to jump on the wrong parade” and Miz Quickly’s Sunday Random prompt © Misky 2021
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Miz Quickly’s Photo Prompt
Immediate Backup Out there in the backyard there’sa whole other life under foot,besides winter weather that is, there’s snow-clogged groundwith sprigs of green rising upfrom mud-soaked sleep, and early spring sunshine lickinga sheen off stones, but there’salso a plump duck sinking into snow who’s ringing the station,“Officer down,” he calls, andasks for immediate backup. for…
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for dVerse Quadrille #121
A Hint of Sky Blue There’s a sudden ripin the clouds, as ifone hand pulls from the other, an unclasping,a division,the way winter departs from spring,orleaves fall from limbs. And then the clouds return as one.An embrace. Rejoined.And snow falls again. for dVerse Quadrille #121 “embrace” © Misky 2021
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for Miz Quickly Random Sunday, (except it’s Monday)
A poem ending with a line from “Family Portrait” by Hafizah Geter That Wretched Wind Out of the North At first it was a flake here, then it was a flake there,falling like random thoughts, then camethat stinging scent of snow, anda smear of white clinging on the north faceof the…
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Miz Quickly’s Savour
A Long Music There are years in this hour,a life savoured for the eating. Rain is never spoilt by a shower,nor winter ruined by a blossom. This vine of life, this twisted light,is every mother’s long borne day. The dark and grow and low of it all.The dust and old and comfort of it all.…
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