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More Advice for Miz Quickly
Once Is Enough, Quite Frankly I can’t recall who, but someone told me once (because once was enough, quite frankly) “The only thing that’ll happen if you stand in the shower holding a bar of soap is the soap will melt.” It was probably my mother. She bubbled over with things you only wanted to…
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Ars Poetica: The Yew Tree
Ars Poetica: The Yew This is a tree.Something about it.It’s interesting.But it’s not about the tree.So. What’s it about?Childhood.It holds my childhood.That summer. The forestbehind the house. It’s beyondthe maple — Dad naileda birdhouse on it . Like Jesus. Crucified.It’s beyond the ripe huckleberriesthat I stopped to eat…
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for Miz Quickly’s The Forgottens
Just Hello When I was a kid, our telephonewas in the coat closet. Shiny asnight was black. Rotary dial. Very Humphrey Bogart. Even with the closet door closed,you could hear its urgency. Thatshrill ring. Didn’t sound like birdschirping or a motorcycle engine. And no one ever rang to just say,Hello.Hey. How’s it going, babe.What about…
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A Not So Pristine Limerick
A Dirty Little Limerick There once was a car named ChristineHer owner kept her clean and pristineBut when she stopped on the tracksThe driver’s bowels went laxAnd Christine was more muck than clean Written to Fandango’s FOWC prompt: Pristine. Image from Unsplash by Courtney Cook. Shared with @Experimentsinfc #APoemADay #FOWC on Twitter…
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for dVerse Poets Quadrille 129
Beyond the Rocks A splash of morning lightand my first cup of tea.Oh, curiosity of whatthis day might bring.The tide is out beyond the rocks,and I wish for some clarity.It came by return of tide, mywishes wasting away the day. Photo by Gary Yost on Unsplash Written for dVerse Poets “Quadrille 129 – Curiosity”. Shared with @Experimentsinfc #APoemADay on Twitter…
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For Miz Quickly’s Inspiration
That Girl in the Red Hooded Cape This fantasy is morethan a child’s landscape.It’s a snap of a tripwirebehind masks.Hidden. Fearin tunes and dance.A disguise that grabs the shorthairs. Teethgleaming like moonlight.That sort of feeling,it sets birds off flyingbecause, truly, life’s scarierthan your forest, child. For Miz Quickly’s 30 May prompt Inspiration. Shared with #APoemADay on…
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A Berserk Limerick
A Berserk Limerick There once was a young fella from CambridgeHis height was embellished with foam wedges.On water he walkedFloating rock to rockUntil shrinkage sunk his stride from seepage For Fandango’s #FOWC This was supposed to include the word berserk, but I couldn’t muscle it in, so it is what it is. Shared with @Experimentsinfc #APoemADay on…
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For Twiglet #228 and Visual Verse Anthology
A Deranged Silence I.Missing What siren’s mad songdrew this sailor’s eye from the horizon into the cold depths of water. II.The Stubble and Sweat Some days are blessed, and some days are chaos.Some days you’re rubbed upthe wrong way by stubble and sweat.Some days are tattooed on you,you’ll pay the piper…
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For Sunday Whirl #503
The Men Chasing Cod All those fishing boats offshore, they’re moving paragraphsshifting on the horizon.Nets out. Time idles.God’s odds for a bounty.And then the nets tangle.Grounded on someparenthetical, Captain says. (he likes that word – not sure of its meaning though)And his anger turns wicked thunder,and it rains down on us.The catch is lost.…
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Miz Quickly’s Catch and Release #2
He Doesn’t Care What the Papers Say Forget things likeumbrellas.Restaurant food.Fast cars and posh clothes.Face masks. Evening mist fills his eyes,this shepherd and his sheep.Stars that once breathed in fire,now blink in patterns of brokenlight, and the apple of his eye, these sheep, who ask noughtbut to possess this verdant day.The shepherd turns his headagainst…
