Tag: Poetry
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12 June: Midstep #thewildness
Day 12. Imagine you are a nature guide. Describe a walk you would take with your visitors Mid-Step Foxgloves and lupins,towers of antennaegrabbing at the sky. Wild poppies, are the envy of red. A chalk stream moveswith the universe, and an oak,stopped mid-fall, waits,hunchbacked. I grasp a handful of cow parsleyfor Granny’s silver vase. Written…
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11 June: They is They are (#rdp)
They Is and They Are She was given the wrong name tag, and for the rest of the evening, everyone called her Jake. Written for Sunday’s Ragtag Daily Prompt “label”, gender-fluid and non-binary gender labels. Artwork is created using Midjourney. Imagery and poems ©Misky 2023.
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10 June: Field of Daisies #thewildness
Day 10. Describe the texture and scent of wildflowers you encounter on your nature walks. A Field of Daisies White and bright as shiningpassion. It wraps grassy breathin silk, and I’m in heady pastures of spice.A mantle of clove, of air and light,as if every star was born here, to fledgeand fly by night. For…
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8 June: The Love of It All #the wildness
Day 8: Write about a favourite childhood memory spent in nature. The Love of It All Dad pushes his easel into the sand.He prefers damp sand –keeps the easel steady, he says, but it’s high tide, so he’s up near the dunes up near the driftwood that’s smoothas the back of Granny’s hands,and crabgrass that…
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7 June: This Corner of Earth #thewildness
Day 7 #thewildness. Imagine you are a wildlife photographer. Describe the most breathtaking picture you have taken during your challenge. This Corner of Earth From stone to tree,a path-like veinto the barn’s weather-dimpled door.It’s marked with broad rain and burning sun,seasons not forgot. Fields over there,the wheat is nodding to rapeseed, and the musical rhythm…
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7 June: For Twiglets #328
The Carp Not quite a lake but far more than a pond. Water’s so still you’d swear it was congealed. Sunlight splits through the density of it,reveals a sudden splash of silver scales. Boys. Young men. Grandfathers. They allwant to catch that fish. An age old carp, that’ll taste like fat-fried primordial mud. Written for Twiglet…
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2 June: Day 2 #theWildness
Day 2. Write a letter to plant A Letter to an Apple Tree Dear Apple Tree, Friend of mine, here you exist.You fill the air of this place with Your backstory, andDream premise. You are,when in bloom,You are not,when bare, and yet You exist for an apple.Such a pretty red thing, Destined for a flowery…
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2 June: Day 1 #theWildness
Day 1. Sounds when you step outside A Touch Of Earthiness A colonnade of old oak treesIts leaves delicate on a breeze.It cuts the air Like a brush of silkSoftHigh-pitched. To dance to,To weaveThrough branches, A sound to ebbAnd flowWith my heartbeat. Written for The Wildness (#thewildness) 30-day challenge: Day 1 – describe what you hear…
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29 May: Delving into MLMM
Collage 1.Planted new climbers last week. Roses. Yellow and peachy pink. They’re already reaching up the trellis. Already aphids. 2.Lettuces, tomatoes and lupins, and one red fox. Innumerable cats, And there’s a dying patch of grass, thanks to the fox. 3.All I remember of my first grade teacher is her pearls rolling across the floor. She had a broom. We assumed…
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4 May: A Cadralor Poem
A Few Thoughts After Lunch 1.There’s a bird by his foot. It doesn’t fly.It’s not asleep, and it doesn’t move.It waits for him to turn the soil,so it can peck at what’s trapped beneath. 2.The air is still as grey. Grey is never noticed.Invisible. Unseen as the back of a page.I remember the Grey Man.…
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