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  • Protected: Day 03

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    Misky

    Miz Q, PA, Poetry
    November Poem a Day
  • Day 01.1

    PA 01 & MQ 01 ©️ Misky 2019 It’s Poem a Day month. These are 1st drafts

    Misky

    Nov 2, 2019
    Miz Q, PA, Poetry
    November Poem a Day
  • Day 02

    MQ 02: Draft All Along the Watchtower a mother and her son hand in hand they stand in purple haze spilled from cars strewn on streets look right look left look right just focus, my son. and I hear Jimi Hendrix playing from the watchtower a mother and her son care and caution ever watchful…

    Misky

    Nov 2, 2019
    Miz Q, PA, Poetry
    NovPAD
  • Day 01

    Draft MQ 01 and PA 01 An Alpha Poem – And Where to Start and what might this pen create, what tempest of shade and paint, and why do dreams exist in pillows, and why must heroes always die, and who will stitch this quilt into a dying language of what and why and who…

    Misky

    Nov 2, 2019
    Miz Q, PA, Poetry
    November Poem a Day
  • for VV: Vol. 7 Chapter 01

    Sunsets Always Fade to Black The sky is my best memory of it, a reddish violet, sometimes lavender colour just before the brightness of streetlamps poured down sheets of luminesque. In the fog that light seemed like stardust from a galaxy far, far, far away, some place on the edge of my daydreams that played…

    Misky

    Nov 1, 2019
    Poetry, Visual Verse
  • 28 October 2019

    That Cat Would Say I eat cold tuna straight from the tin, bits of bird in brown gravy. The bird’s a chicken, I think. I didn’t catch it, so I can’t be certain. Who’s certain of anything these days. I’m the new cat on this street, I want to pick a fight. Maybe tomorrow. Not…

    Misky

    Oct 28, 2019
    Miz Q, Poetry
  • 27 October 2019

    Random Thoughts of a Dachshund This bodes not well for me. ie., weenie and teenie and sausagie and now this stuffed facsimile toy. Get stuffed, I say. for PB “What a Dachshund says”     Bloody Toy Soldiers I found your tin soldiers. In the loft. In a big box. Handwritten in broad red “Tin…

    Misky

    Oct 27, 2019
    Miz Q, Poetic Bloomings, Poetry
  • It’s Boris at the Door

    It’s Boris at the Door The front porch light is on, glaring yellow in the fog, and there’s a boy at my door. He flips the cover up on the mail slot, tilts his head for a better view inside and straight down the hallway. Hello? Hello, in there, he says, I’m here for candy.…

    Misky

    Oct 25, 2019
    Miz Q, Poetry
  • Junk Mail

    Junk Mail Dear Sir and/or Madam Thank you for your letter. Your new artificial leg is being made by our handicraftsmans today. We attach invoice for your payments – bank details required. If questions, hit reply. Very kindly, J M Mooh, Dhaka Artificials, Dhaka, Bangladesh. tele: +00880 2384 83645 Blocked & deleted because: 1) I…

    Misky

    Oct 24, 2019
    Miz Q, Poetry
    junk mail
  • dVerse Questions

    Where can you find a bell that will ring in your dreams? – by Pablo Neruda   Old world bells ring on the hour, half hour, and quarter hour, they ring for weddings, for funerals, on Saints’ days, for feast or fast, for mass and … the bells want the sky to howl — to…

    Misky

    Oct 23, 2019
    dVerse, Poetry
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