Tag: AI Digital Art
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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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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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27 March: Part 2 – The Measure of Her
Previous instalments of this story: Part 1: The Pull Back Part 2: The Measure of Her Part 2: The Gatekeeper’s Response Part 3: The Colour of Walls Part 4: Tectonic Shifts Part 5: Out of the Frying Pan Part 6: How to Break Eggs Part 7: A Moon River Part 8: Starlight Shines on the Roof Part 9: Before When Part: 9.1 Flower Power At the Intersection of…
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25 March: Grounded in Green
Grounded in Green By the old wooden footbridge is a creek that stays, most the year, racing into depths that calm its song. Through interwoven limbs of leafy oak and shade,there where I’ve whiled away my age into its past. From spring through autumn, I’m grounded at lastin greenery’s retreat, of quiet I’ve needed for…
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19 March: A List Poem for a Sequoia
A List Poem for a Sequoia Bark in vertical plates of old weathered skin. Ravines. Deep as sky. Lungs of cilia breath. Clinging heart of ancient fantasy. Of petrichor scent, airborne as distant and unknown lovers. Of esters and alcohols. Of vanilla and pineapple. Cognac. A woodpecker’s sharp beak. Resin flows. Inspired by the music…
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18 March: Part 1 – The Pull Back
Previous instalments of this story: Part 1: The Pull Back Part 2: The Measure of Her Part 2: The Gatekeeper’s Response Part 3: The Colour of Walls Part 4: Tectonic Shifts Part 5: Out of the Frying Pan Part 6: How to Break Eggs Part 7: A Moon River Part 8: Starlight Shines on the Roof Part 9: Before When Part: 9.1 Flower Power At the Intersection of…
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17 March: TToT
This is my contribution to the Wakefield Doctrine’s traditional contribution to the Ten Things of Thankful (TToT) bloghop. Images are copyright and not for use without permission, which I willingly give when asked, and when not for commercial use. Imagery and poems/prose ©Misky 2006-2024.
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15 March: Ink In Thirds
This invisible sun that shadows the characterof clouds,as if a painting of slipping envelopes. for Ink In Thirds “blur” – #TLT, 3 lines, 10 words max each line, no reference to prompt word, and no title. Some artwork is created using Midjourney AI, and is identified as such in the ALT text or captioned. Images are copyright…
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13 March: A Long Ache
You threw the red rubber ring from your hand, and said “On five,” and you counted 1, 2, 3 and then dived in the water to retrieve it … I was still waiting for 4 and 5. You said you won; “Male ingenuity,” so I grabbed the ring and said “On three,” threw it and…
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