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Experiment: Tick Tick Tock Of A Clock
My Heart Goes Tick Tock Thereisaclockinmyroomwhosetocktickswiththebeatofmyheart. Each word is one syllable, mimicking the tick of a clock. I tried to upload an audio file of my own grandfather clock, but WordPress wants me to pay for that privilege. No thank you, not today. ©Misky 2021 The clock above is not mine, unfortunately – it’s…
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Miz Quickly is Prompting
Miz Quickly is restarting her month of inspiration on 1 October. To follow along, hop over to her blog, and follow along. See you over at Miz Quickly’s!
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for Twiglet #246
Morning It’s morning sunlight through windows,walls dazzle, andI stop in this universe of light.It warms the air, my face.It holds my shadowin its stride. And right now,there is only me.No one else.No tears, ills, or poverty. Just me in this momentof forever light. For Twiglet 246: the sun sits pretty. Shared with @Experimentsinfc #APoemADay on Twitter ©Misky…
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For One Liner Wednesday
Bounce A single blossom just now bounced on the rosebush, as if nudged by a breeze (of which there is none), or touched by the hand of someone’s memory. Mum died on this day a few years ago. For One Liner Wednesday #1linerWeds. Photo is my own. Shared with @Experimentsinfc #APoemADay on Twitter ©Misky 2021
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It’s Just Weather: Heat
It’s Just Weather: Heat We rise with the sun,before the full of heatcrowds the clouds and skims the colour from the day. This is harvest day,clear and hot, a heatusually reserved for ovens,and it leaves our bonessimmered white and limp as foam on foam.…
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After the Storm
Autumnal leaves from an English Oak tree. Click the image to view full size detail. ©Misky 2021
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for dVerse Poets: Haibun Monday
It’s Just Words Someone once said that I was a prolific. As a writer. At the time, I thought it a compliment. Years later, I’m not sure that’s a good thing. Being prolific. It’s like standing in a bucket of your own sweat. Being overcome by noise. Your own noise. So you can’t hear your…
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Twiglet #246
This week’s Twiglet is ready for your pen! A twiglet’s aim is to “prompt” a thought. If something comes to mind, write. A polished piece isn’t the goal; creativity is. Leave a link, if you’d … Twiglet #246
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28 Sept 2021: It’s Just Weather
Blow This wind has no soulshepherd of destruction It breathes low, and leaves wounds across blossoms and breakable hummingbirds And then it turns back, and blows itself inside out. Image is from Unsplash. Shared with @Experimentsinfc #APoemADay on Twitter ©Misky 2021
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25 September 2021: Green
I Next Chose Green A slip of darkness,lost to sunlight.A prick of timethat’s too greenfor lustbut not for love. Image is from Flickr Commons, no attribute. Shared with @Experimentsinfc #APoemADay on Twitter ©Misky 2021
