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Miz Quickly’s Day 10: What If
Where’s the Rabbit what if I’m wrongwhat if there’s no such thing as wrong no wrong path, wrong door, wrong choice. what if there was onlyhere, now, simple happiness. perfect happiness, a gossamer light. what if I found happinessand I was wrong about it. what if there never was a rabbit in his hat. written…
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Miz Quickly’s Day 9: As Seen By …
What the Nissan Figaro Said Next … Pumps still dry, no petrol for 3-weeks.I’m parked-up in neighbourhood voices. One ear to the asphalt, and one eye on the road – potholes, twiggy weeds. A road paved with good intentions,platinum-laced fumes on the road. There’s a new cat sniffing around,around me, it’s white with a racoon…
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9 October: A Strange Mildness
The Turn of the Season blessthis mess of leaves these trees rattle andturn to burnt bits leaves curl andclench to themselves crisp and brokenunder some version of sun that no longer warmsthrough glass panes. it’s a blinding opticof strange mildness Photo by Jason Mitrione on Unsplash. Shared with @Experimentsinfc #APoemADay on Twitter ©Misky 2021
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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 it’s…
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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…
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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…
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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…
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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…
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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
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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…
