Tag: aprPAD
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AprPAD: Day 22
https://miskybr1.tumblr.com/post/616105787445723136/found-on-22-april/embed for PA Quirky Eye Eye That left eye that droops a little bit more every year, the one with the spotty centre vision. Damn is the definition. for Napowrimo Day 22: Use an idiom Les carottes sont cuites! (The Carrots Are Cooked) Those winter months, always a surprise. How light scatters through the…
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AprPAD: Day 21
Tabula Rasa There was a word in my head for all of this. Sunrise that greets another day. A farewell to night and sleeplessness. A dog dreaming in the sun. Dust rising, falling in the wake of your moods like flushed pink apple blossoms almost drowning. for dVerse Quadrille 102 Flush https://miskybr1.tumblr.com/post/616005135045410816/found-on-21-april/embed NaPoWriMo Day 21:…
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AprPAD: Day 20
https://miskybr1.tumblr.com/post/615907648173408256/found-on-20-april/embed NaPoWriMo Day 20: write about a handmade gift That’s the Size of It On the wall is a piece of paper. The grandkids traced their hands. Ethan and Emma’s hands are the same size. Luisa’s hand is smaller than Emma’s thumb. Nico wasn’t in the picture yet. That was 2-years ago. I need…
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AprPAD: Day 19
https://miskybr1.tumblr.com/post/615827293974216704/found-on-19-april/embed A Poem Starting with A Line from John Prine Song It’s half an inch of water, and you think you’re gonna drown. That’s what happened when I mistook your bump for an embrace. In the future, I self-resolve to keep a self-distance, leaving me howling-lonely, like a light fixture without its bulb.…
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AprPAD: Day 18
https://miskybr1.tumblr.com/post/615735008008781824/found-on-18-april/embed Ars Poetica on Purposes A poem is a sunrise. An awakening like a sip of a mango lassi. A poem is a surprise like cold ice cream on a hot August day. This poem is none of these things. It’s a work in progress, waiting to escape. …
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AprPAD: Day 16
https://miskybr1.tumblr.com/post/615551871101321216/found-on-16-april-before-lunch/embed The Last Circle Still Spinning all around him falling gold, leaves falling nowhere. it’s all very very. falling on a familiar face. do you remember the scent of that burnt ash-blown summer? blackbirds blown away on a trembling tune. I watched it on telly. tomorrow is as bright as autumn’s blue sky,…
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AprPAD: Day 13
https://miskybr1.tumblr.com/post/615281617958731776/found-on-13-april/embed A Poem in the Style of This Is Just To Say, by William Carlos Williams Forgive me, because while you slipped in and out of your afternoon nap, and while the TV updated daily covid-19 news, and while a magpie fought with a pigeon over bird seed … I bit the ears off your…
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AprPAD: Day 12
https://miskybr1.tumblr.com/post/615188187899412480/found-on-12-april/embed A Triolet: In the Spirit of Loaves and Fishes It’s been rising for an hour, no loaves & fishes, only bread. A floury snow across the counter, it’s been rising for an hour. In a veil of cloud and pale powder, on the rug, crumbs will spread. It’s been rising for an hour, no…
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AprPAD: Day 11
https://miskybr1.tumblr.com/post/615093797005787136/found-on-11-april/embed Found source: “Jurassic Park” by Michael Crichton, Arrow Books, Random House, copyright 1991. Images from the Japanese Edu Period 1600-1890. No CC00 restrictions. Because She’s the Sweetest Woman because I didn’t know that Hortensia was a Hydrangea, and didn’t know that it meant You Are Cold, and I’m sure that your…
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AprPAD: Day 10
https://miskybr1.tumblr.com/post/614999828479590400/found-on-10-april/embed Two Haynaku: I. Breaking Out Bells Jingle on Horses wearing hats In The Noiseless Glitter of sun. II. The Colour of Days Yesterday’s The same Colour as today. Sun Shining on Our pale faces. Same Scent. Same Walk and talk. Today’s The same Colour as white. A Haynaku…
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