Tag: Poetic Asides
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AprPAD — Day 24
Of Those Who Leave Mike is dying. Slowly enoughto count by months. December, pneumonia.January,his gallbladder gone. I take Lindy out for lunch, an afternoon awayfrom the smellsof the sick room. We talkabout ordinary things. The afternoon is hersfor the asking. She stares past the door,into the hallway, but her thoughts stopwhere her fingersgrip the fork.…
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AprPAD — Day 23
Wild Garlic (a juxtaposition poem) the creek runs deep in the gulley, sandbagged slopes. every winterit breaks its banks. I’m pickingwild garlic, tall stalks,white blossoms. then a dogsquats over the bestof it. Written for Writers’ Digest Poem-a-Day Challenge for April 2026. Prompt word: a juxtaposition poem. Image and poem ©Misky 2006-2026.
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AprPAD — Day 22
Naturally Crow he soaks breadin the puddle, lifts it softto his beak. black coat,bright eye. then to the window — he waitsuntil I look. one tap. and gone. Written for Writers’ Digest Poem-a-Day Challenge for April 2026. Prompt word: Natural Not all images are created using Midjourney, but all writing is my own original work.…
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AprPAD — Day 21
The Low Down she sweeps awaywhite blossoms from the neighbour’s tree, from its height,from its white burstin April — a cloudof lowly intent, like wrong wordsslipped intoa sentence. Written for Writers’ Digest Poem-a-Day Challenge for April 2026. Prompt word: high and/or low Not all images are created using Midjourney, but all writing is my own…
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AprPAD — Day 20
No More Salt the windows are steamed. the kitchen smellsof roast turkeyand Brussels sprouts. mum is wearingone of my aunt’s aprons. “I’ll bring my ownnext time.” mum frownsat unnamed stains, at stiff rufflestoo close to her chin. she stirs the gravy,wipes her hands. adds another stain. and adds more salt when nobodyis looking. Written for…
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AprPAD — Day 19
Peanut Butter and Bananas when you’re seven years oldwith an upset tummy, and your father makes youa peanut butterand banana sandwich, he should expect you’ll throw upall over the kitchen table. Written for Writers’ Digest Poem-a-Day Challenge for April 2026. Prompt word: Family. Not all images are created using Midjourney, but all writing is my…
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AprPAD — Day 18
Myth and Mythology we live in his mythology,his bread. our butterspread thinner. a safer world by his myth.but mythsneed memory.kneading. daily, another mythology.by morning —forgotten. hands, praise.hands wring. ‘what am I supposed to do?’about this manwho might be Nero. Written for Writers’ Digest Poem-a-Day Challenge for April 2026. Prompt word: reconsider Not all images are…
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AprPAD — Day 17
Thoughts on the Way to the Garden Centre and again —that ringing.ears. lyrics?what lyrics, there aren’t any. still,something keeps timejust out of reach. no source.no voice. only the senseof being addressed. it comes and goes —a wordalmost remembered. I don’t follow it. but it follows. faint as breathat the edge of hearing. not sound,not silence…
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AprPAD — Day 17
At the Window, Late there’s something in the glass — not outside,not in. a shapethat moveswhen I don’t. I look straight at it,nothing. look away,there. again. it could be reflection.but of what? the room behind medoesn’t hold that outline, and the garden,too stillfor that kind of shifting. light changes it.or makes it. I can’t tell.…
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AprPAD — Day 16
Eyes Closed, Garden sensory mapping it’s a new way of seeing.eyes closed. flagstones, rough through the soles.the first before the first is loose.then three.then level — eight even paces.four steps up.grass. lavender, a breath from my right,held high. the birdbath beyondfuller than yesterday.rain speaks in levels. I map the morning in scent:apple blossom; April wind,Cox…
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