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9 Nov: Poem-a-Day Challenge
It’s Weird … … the mimicry,they come: the man and wife,widow, soldier, mother and child. How obedientthey are to a righteous song, to an upright priest with wings bent. The mimicry,of incantations as prayer. The magicin faith, the hand of Intention robed. The mimicry, of a choir singing to heaven’s boundless innumerable stars. God’s alter…
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9 Nov: Poem-a-Day Challenge
Well, Maybe Not a Thousand … It was the sort of summer that one vaguely remembers – an idle summer of a thousand different hours, except for a few days when Farmer Lars harvested the fields and left stubble and nowhere for rabbits and field mice to hide – hawks waiting in the trees with…
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8 Nov: Ten Things of Thankful
In no particular order: 1. For 14 (can that be right? Must be …) creative and inspiring years on WordPress where I’ve met some of the most talented people who are beyond the definition of generous with their time and expertise, and for all the life-long friends, and more recent ones as well, that I’ve…
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8 Nov: Poem-a-Day Challenge
Frustration Of … Silencestretched into great intensity.Strugglesthat should be peace.Independenceoften mistaken for chaos.Laughterat another’s person expense. Every year, same date, I sing him the same song, the high notes crack and creak like the 3rd step from the top of the stairs. My eyes laugh, and then my voice, too – I start over again…
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7.11 Found Poetry of Ragnarök
Aftermath: The New World (two Tankas 5.7.5.7.7) Peace was sent to greetthe sound rising out of sea.Raven’s thunder rolledup from serpents, while its reinsechoed full and loud. Behold the bright stars. Behold New Earth that’s rising.The sun’s daughter ridesnew sky’s roads into oldheaven’s hall and gold pieces. This is the continuation of the series of…
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6 Nov: Poem-a-Day Challenge
Advice … said the old woman, If you go far, be sureto find your way, you who dream, tell meyour story.Life’s heavy load wasn’t always so. Giveme wise words that I can eat and a shininglantern to findmy way. Age lays me deep and low. I want lightthat I know – the dead never leave…
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7 Nov: A Thursday Door
Cannes, France. Bushboy (Brian Dodd) shares photos of doors, but not just any doors. Spectacular doors from his journeys. Dan’s Thursday Doors opened the door on this. I love doors of all sorts. I’ve trawled through my photographs and found a few to share. ©Misky 2023 Shared on X #amwriting @bushboywhotweet and @DAntion
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6 Nov: dVerse Prosery
Paper Trail Somewhere out of the ninth month, midnight came on me suddenly as the first of January. I had lost three months to emails and copious (mostly illegible) notes of maybe-there’s-a-poem-in-this, and to-do/shopping lists, blog comments wanting attention, dozens of daily mail shots from the postman for funeral homes, assisted living, stair lifts, vitamins…
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6 Nov: Poem-a-Day Challenge
Love Is and Is Not Love Is … a weather beatencottage on a shingle beach that growsout of chalk cliffs, its back bent andits facade the colourof grey pearls. A small fearless cottage,courageous and resilient in the face ofsalty sea. Love Is … not hate,nor scorn. Love’s opposite is indifference.It is a lack of sound.…
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6 Nov A Six: A Veil of Single Malt Whisky
At an Intersection Named After an English King and a SaintA Six Sentence Story: Part 36 Under a Veil of Single Malt Whisky Pierre’s getting right up my nose lately; he and the scent of linseed oil are wedged in my sinuses … (it’s like pine trees damp with rain; it’s a scent you never…
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