Tag: #FOWC
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11 March: FOWC The Toothbrush
Yes, Perhaps So I’m visiting my mother. I wake in a strange bed,and make my way down the hallto wash my face. There next to the sinkis my toothbrush topped witha pea-size drop of toothpaste. Mum’s reliving my childhood. When I was a kid, she did this, too.I assumed she was being frugal.Maybe it was…
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9 March: For FOWC
A Woman in the Image Of There’s a woman in townwho wears her face as a disguise.An old age sort of mask, that’spart of her game. It’s a second existence, like a volcano. She goes rushing about everywhere.Arguing and shouting at walls.Her surreptitious ways crackle fromher throat like an ache in your ear. She can…
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8 March: Rattling Old Bones
Rattling Old Bones Children,noisy as crows calling out,wound up tight, andlet lose on dinosaur bones. The museum echoeswith a rattle of words,they rise then settlelike dust on the floor. Take the train. Bring the kids. Half-price! A young motherwith three small childrenpauses, meditates ona spectrum of colour from the beveled windows.A rainbow has spilled its…
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7 March: FOWC “Cook”
Who’s Cooking When I walk to the shopsalong the footpath, downby the winter-filled stream,I look to where the pub is, scaffolding on the frontageand tables still on the lawn,the carpark weedy and wild,and I stare up at the pub roof, the sky falling on the beamsand rafters, and I wonderwho was cooking that nightwhen the…
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11 February 2023: Deconstructed Lunch
Déconstruit Sandwich You are what you eat, that’s what Mama said. So I’m the rear quarter of a pig. Smoked. Even though I quit long ago. An emulsion of egg and oil. I’m a brined, sliced cucumber. Bubbling starter and flour, and a slow ferment. Trust my mama to slick guilt on a ham and…
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29 August: #FOWC Sea
Fandango asks for a poem, flash fiction, or photo relating to the sea for his Fandango’s One-Word Challenge. Here’s my contribution to his prompt. A larger version of each image can be viewed by clicking the photo. Photos are mine ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter
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A Limerick: Fakery
Fakery There once was a woman who sneeredat anything looking austere.The tags on her clothes, which she carefully choose,had ink, when wet, that smeared. Written for Fandango’s One Word Challenge #FOWC Today’s word is “Austere”. Photo by Laura Chouette on UnsplashShared with @Experimentsinfc #APoemADay on Twitter ©Misky 2021
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Another One Falls
Another One Falls Another one falls to soaped windows Graffiti’d boards Boys and girls schools are closed Beer cans tossed Hope, no hope, there’s shooters on the road Tricks on skateboards Tricks with pimps We’re breathing air that makes us sick for Fandango’s One Word Challenge “Falling”. I went with the word “Falls”
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Primordial
Primordial it is no smallthing, this dark spark.a troubled heart, a slippery place of spills and chills.like rain that falls faint and light.ever so slight, that shift,that slide into pride exposed. Inspired by: image @abigfatcanofworms at Out of the Cave,…
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An Unfinished Symphony Sort-of-Poem
An Unfinished Symphony Sort-of-Poem one pigeon in the kitchen,two magpies on the roof three mudhens and a wren plusfour dogs are barking WOOF,five crows with shiny trinkets,six boys making too much noise,seven girls in pearls and curls dancing to a dog and…
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