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3 April: Part 3 – The Colour of Walls
Previous instalments of this story: Part 1: The Pull Back Part 2: The Measure of Her Part 2: The Gatekeeper’s ResponsePart 3: The Colour of Walls Part 4: Tectonic Shifts Part 5: Out of the Frying Pan At an Intersection Named After an English King and a SaintPart 3: The Colour of Walls When you’re in the middle of a street you…
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3 April: Found Poetry (Remixed)
3 April pg 57.3 The sea calls all things. The hours. The burn of night. It is to freeze, where the tongue gives it wings to fly across the sun. Images are copyright and not to used without permission, which I willingly give when asked, and when not for commercial use. This is the start…
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2 April: NaPoWriMo “twos”
Ne’er the Two Shall Meet These trees are wired for applauseWired for flute-ish duets for sprites. Iridescent Yellow-beak blackbirds on a branch,Straight and still as black Obsidian worry beads. Mistletoe and ivy drapes on your wrist,As blackbirds sing to their crone. Written for Miz Quickly’s Day 2 prompt and NaPoWriMo 2024, which is beyond an easy explanation…
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2 April: Found Poetry (Remixed)
2 April pg 68.1 The thirst of heart’s knowledge, be it words, be it dreams, travel the wind’s course. Images are copyright and not to used without permission, which I willingly give when asked, and when not for commercial use. This is the start of new series of “remixed” Found Poetry sourced from the book…
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1 April: Found Poetry (Remixed)
Hey! What? No Found Poetry today? April Fools! They stand in sunlight. They are casters of shadows. They shed skin, and then call others naked. Images are copyright and not to used without permission, which I willingly give when asked, and when not for commercial use. This is the start of new series of “remixed”…
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1 April 24: NaPoWriMo “wet feet”
Her Wet Feet It’s late.It’s early.It’s the short season. Grey mirrored sky. Spring’swind and rain,snowdrops between rising grass through moss,pine needles,and brittle leaf mould. Fading daffodilsworms squirming underground,first bumbling bees in a tulip’s throat winter’s death proclaimed.First spring forest walka look at what’s outside. Wet Feet,cuffs flecked with mud,and down I go. Leather shoes slipinto…
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31 March: 3 Lines for TLT
Between the top step of the porchAnd homeIs a door that needs a key. Written for TLT Ink In Thirds (3 lines max 10 words per line, refer to prompt word but don’t include it) prompt word “space”. Some artwork is created using Midjourney AI, and is identified as such in the ALT text or captioned. Images…
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31 March: Found Poetry (Remixed)
31 March/24 I.Build sand-towers while the sea brings its shore to you. II.The ocean laughs and breaks life’s rocks. Images are copyright and not to used without permission, which I willingly give when asked, and when not for commercial use. This is the start of new series of “remixed” Found Poetry sourced from the book…
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30 March: Found Poetry (Remixed)
30 March/24 Call in the night with fullness of light, stand in twilight between here and day, and see clouds part. Images are copyright and not to used without permission, which I willingly give when asked, and when not for commercial use. This is the start of new series of “remixed” Found Poetry sourced from…
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29 March: Found Poetry (Remixed)
29 March/24 This hand is a weaver of black thread and white. It is a whole cloth to its roots, and to its silent heart hold the hands of earth. Images are copyright and not to used without permission, which I willingly give when asked, and when not for commercial use. This is the start…
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