Tag: AI Digital Art
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10 April: A Sea Shanty
A Sea Shanty (tune: What’ll We Do with a Drunken Sailor) To sea to see, today we’re goingMisty spray off the bow is blowingHeadlong in a wind, we’re knowingFish are few today Way hey and up we’re ridingSay hey and down we’re divingMake way our nets are flyingFish are few today. Written for NaPoWriMo Day…
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7 April: NaPoWriMo and RDP Day 7
On the Kitchen Windowsill There’s a finger-length silver shoe with a notch, it’s an ashtray but never used as such, and next to it a small terra cotta chicken with a wooden spoon protruding from the back of its neck, for salsa I’m told, bought it in Cartagena on a hot day after a miserable…
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6 April: NaPoWriMo and RDP Day 6
A Spoonful of Urban White In the echoes of distance, all there, gathered in this milky night, were destined to sombre lament. Their footsteps, a river of invadingsecrets flooding these gritty streets,and dazzled by night’s watery lights. And the milky moon, sharp as a knifebroke through clouds, and thenfaded back into echoes again. A poem…
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1 April: AprPAD and FOWC
A Foolish Limerick There once was a frog from PeruWho loved to sleep in a shoeHe wore a felt hatAnd beeped like a batAnd said, “I’m related to an emu!” Written for FOWC and PA “A Foolish Poem”. AI Digital Artwork is created using Midjourney. Imagery and poems ©Misky 2023 Shared on Twitter #AprPAD #FOWC #amwriting @midjourney
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29 March: for RDP “Consequences”
The Consequence of Sleeplessness 1:00am I wake up; my brain is writing poetry. Recite it three times, I tell myself, and then it’ll stick when you wake up. I fall asleep mid-sentence. 2:30am I’m always surprised how cold the bathroom floor is in the middle of the night. A cold floor cures a cramp in…
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15 March: a Ragtag’s Imprecation
Spellbound White feather on her pillow,between her fingersgently grasped. Downy. White. It’s fragile flight.Tucked up betweenpages in a book. It’s an imprecation, to keep herfrom flying away at night. Written for Ragtag Daily Prompt “imprecation”. AI Digital Artwork is created using Midjourney. Imagery and poems ©Misky 2023 Shared on Twitter #amwriting #RDP @midjourney
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5 March: RDP “Intransitive”
It Is Raining She is an intransitive verb.No need for objects, orthings that have no face. She stands. A pathedged by stiffened trees.It is raining. The stream is rising.Swift. Churned clouded silt.Her dog jumps in. It’s gone. Some decisions are wrong,she tells herself. Her wordsdisappear below the water. Written for Ragtag Daily Prompt “Intransitive”. AI Digital Artwork…
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17 January: for JusJoJan Day 16
It’s Called Yididiilo, I Think Yididiilo.I think that’s Somalian for ‘optimistic’, and she certainly is, thinking thata bus will stop here. She has a time schedule, andshe wants to go places likeNutfield. And Redhill. And go to that farm shop across fromthe betting shop, next to whereBlockbusters used to be, although it’s a bingo hall…
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5 January: Bloganuary
The Joy Of It I remember sitting on my small wooden stool reading The Little Red Hen to my mum, and although I didn’t know how to read yet, I knew story by heart, and now I’m listening to my granddaughter who’s sitting on a small stool reading me a story, and although she can’t…
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10 Oct Found Poetry: Her Two Cats
HER TWO CATS I heard laughter. I heard glee. And then two large gray cats stared at us. They tilted their heads as if to grin and to do illegal things. Again. Found poetry sourced from the pages of the Fear Street series, “Night Games” by RL Stine. Published by Simon Pulse (ebook) edition July…
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