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12 Nov: Poem-a-Day Challenge
Lost and … set back off the old roadthere’s a house that waitsquiet and dreaming,hushed and peacefulin winter’s early twilight. I am sure ghosts of timeroam in the empty rooms,that they walk softlyon the stairs, and I expectto see a face watching me, a woman perhaps, her eyeslost to dreams but I only seemy own…
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09 Found Poetry of Ragnarök
And she, the seer, said … In a world of gods and elves,shall the thunder dwell,whose hall is thatchedwith silver and its seatcalled Gladened Well,and low the raftered roof,the benches so be strewnby a wolf and eaglehovering o’er the door. This is the continuation of the series of Found Poetry sourced from Ragnarök, The Elder…
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11 Nov: Poem-a-Day Challenge
Lost … many a young soldier’s nameto song or story, who gave their lifefor someone’s glory. A banner of warthat the centuries sigh for –A banner over fieldsthat their spirits still cry for –It’s some other’s dream thatthey were called to died for. Let our hearts not forget what filledtheir own hearts with hope. Note:…
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11 Nov: Poem-a-Day Challenge
Three Poems of 10 or Less Words … I.Honey Bee Beesin bee-loud glades,peace dropping fromveils of morning. II.Light Sanity Salt-air and starstwittering in my lungs,like nested birds. III.Armistice Day Peace.A soul’s perception Of space. Written for Day 10 of the Writers’ Digest Poam-a-Day Challenge: prompt word: 10 words or less. Some artwork is created using Midjourney…
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10 Nov: Poem-a-Day Challenge
Armistice … Peace.A soul’s disregardOf space. Today is Remembrance Sunday in the UK. Written for Day 10 of the Writers’ Digest Poam-a-Day Challenge: prompt word: 10 words or less Some artwork is created using Midjourney AI, and is identified as such in the ALT text or captioned. Images are copyright and not to used without permission,…
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10 Nov: Poem-a-Day Challenge
Weird … And there she is. My grandmother.Those unmistakable eyes and a mutely stare. … and she says,“How strange the wind that blows ashesthrough the sea as if on its breath. Wind sucking at windowpanes,soft as butterfly wings or an echo. What a strange thing, wind –it can blow down your houseor smell sweet as…
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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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