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  • 24 November 2020

    Haibun: Blown Home I remember the wind as grape-skin smooth as it flowed through the window. It lifted the voile panels — inhaling and exhaling time. The grandfather clock, I turned its key daily, and its oaked-box voice ticking solid and deep, geared-teeth grinding away at our eternity. That wind always came out of the…

    Misky

    Nov 24, 2020
    dVerse, Miz Q, PA, Poetry
  • Protected: Sunday Whirl #483 (Draft)

    There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.

    Misky

    Poetry, Wordles
  • 20.11.20

    Miz Quickly’s Day 20 prompt was great fun. It’s not too late to join in the fun for the November Poem A Day Challenge

    Misky

    Nov 22, 2020
    Poetry
  • dVerse Jisei Poems

    Four Japanese Jisei Poems I.my wishful lookyou have buried, lock and keyin this folly home of neglect and blame,fortune, you are thrown II.winter finds its return,spurn this gold and gilt,into damp cobwebs spun III.leaves, prey of the worm,nature neitherrich nor poor,but proudis the creature living IV.her red veil hairand green eye squinta devotion ofdistintested warmthher…

    Misky

    Nov 20, 2020
    dVerse, Poetic Forms, Poetry, Prompts
  • 19 November 2020

    That Tomato Red Chevy That car was work boots.Creaked like knees forcedinto bending at 6 in the morning,and rolled around cornerslike a tomato. It was windblownwith the windows rolled down.The bumper hung half off, clatteringas it sang wind chime songsto the pavement. Nothing ever happened in that carthat needed our confessing, but wewrapped around each…

    Misky

    Nov 19, 2020
    Miz Q, PA, Poetry
  • dVerse Eyes

    Age Related One day these eyeswill be boarded up windows,only seeing the grey sideof sunspots.They water and drift on a halfhidden stain across a viewfrom where each day begins. dVerse “Eyes”   © Misky 2020 Image Flickr Commons

    Misky

    Nov 18, 2020
    dVerse, Poetry
  • dVerse Double Quadrille #116

    Impossibly Out of Reach One sunny Sunday, his grandad gave him50-pence for the church offering.He pocketed it.And that’s where it stayed.Until Friday.Which was laundry day.He took the coin from the pocketof his Sunday best trousers,and as he reached for his pink plastic piggy bank,the coin slipped from his fingersand fell between the floorboards.A flash of…

    Misky

    Nov 17, 2020
    dVerse, Poetic Forms, Poetry
    quadrille
  • 14.11.2020

    Still working my way through the November Poem-a-Day Challenge

    Misky

    Nov 16, 2020
    Poetry
  • dVerse Witnesses #2

    A Taste of Village Life The village hall just renewed the notice board. Free. Needs clean but structure sound: 2 seater sofa.Free. Garage storage rack. Unused.Free. Brand new iron. electric kettle. 2 slot toaster.Free. Set of cricket wickets with bails.Free. Empty helium tank.Free for collection: 38 mugsFree: 1/2 tin matte emulsion colour Botanical ExtractAny tree…

    Misky

    Nov 11, 2020
    dVerse, Poetry
  • dVerse Witness

    In the Same Way an Algebraic Equation Can A morning walk can empty my brain.I am walking my customary route, past the oak tree, its acorns rollingunderfoot like marbled pebbles ona Sussex beach. Oh how I love delicate batter fried codand sharp stinging sea air in my lungs. Holly berries, pressed into bursts of red,and now…

    Misky

    Nov 11, 2020
    dVerse, Poetry
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