Tag: quadrille
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18 May: July in Perugia
July in Perugia Shutters. Narrow balconies boundBy wrought iron and the setting sun.We’re collapsed by heat, and whenRain comes, we listen to its thrum,Me reclined and sleepless on the sofa,Like a Hollywood starlet, who’s pretendingTo seduce the heat of the evening. for dVerse Poets Quadrille “Sleep” ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter. Image: Perugia from Unsplash.
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dVerse Quadrille #151
A Little Night Noise What is thatbuzz in my ear. That static in my head. White noise and nightgownsand old womenwho can’t sleep fromthe noise. Rattling hisseslike an old iron poton the boil. Just pour me intoa silent pocket of night. Written for dVerse Quadrille #151 “static” Image from Wikiart, Shape and Noise of Motorcyclist by Giacomo Balla, […]
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dVerse Quadrille #150: Chalk
The Crumbling Chalk Cliffs of Sussex I’m standing hereon this wind-swept headland,parts of it worn awayby Atlantic storms.Torn.Renewed.Replaced.Time-slips into geography.It’s old bones behaving badly,these crumbling chalk cliffs.It’s the nation’s chalkboardto all those who sail ourindistinguishable thoughtsbetween words. dVerse Poets: Written for De’s #150 44-word Quadrille, including the word Chalk, and Twiglet #275 “word of words” ©Misky […]
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14.02.22 Valentine Quadrille
Remembering an Afternoon Picnic Near Steyning It smells of summer, he says.Greenish. We’re sitting at the edge of a field,our feet soaking in a creek, and we’re eating cheese and chutney sandwiches.Drinking milky tea straight from a flask. And I want this moment to last.Beyond forever. A Quadrille for Valentine’s Day. Photo by Kiriakos Verros on Unsplash. ©Misky […]
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10.02.22: dVerse Quadrille
A View From a Window The kitchen windowoverlooked rosebushesthat nibbled at a lattice frame,until a galeblew the whole thing down,and afterwardswe walked the beach,the sea hurling rocks at our feet,and we brought some home,set them where the rosebushesused to grow. Written for dVerse Poets. Quadrille “nibble”. Image WikiArt: Winter view from our kitchen window in Domobranska 8, […]
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dVerse Quadrille #144
THE SKY IS MIXED WITH BLUE AND BLISS Hello to spring,And my growing soul.Sunshine through the window,And I’m in throws of memory.Your tendrils break the surface,And we hang on tight as you thrashYour way out of winter. Winter, that shiver thatAlways makes me feel alone. dVerse Poets Quadrille #144 “shiver” image is “Breakfast with the Birds”, […]
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5 October: dVerse Quadrille #137
On The Beach (draft version) On the beach, a poppy-red stone,it looks angry as a military planet.It’s strewn amongst some revellers’litter, wine bottles and tipsy air.The waves siege against the shore,the sea gurgles its drying fury, and air orbits around our fragrant dust. (all for the sake of a party) for dVerse Quadrille #137 “stones”. Shared […]
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dVerse Quadrille #135
The Worst Parts The man she loves is dead,and left her a thorny heart.It’s torture. And so she knits. It numbs. It’s transcendental.Self-medicating. Melancholystitching a repeating groove. Her rhythm never judges –the needles know shedoesn’t want to move on. Written for dVerse Quadrille #135 “groove” . Shared with @Experimentsinfc #APoemADay on Twitter ©Misky 2021
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dVerse Quadrille #133 “Stand”
It’s Black and White She stands on the stairs,her walnut black hair’stwisted and pinned,sinew tight arms, thin,bare and white,a tattoo on the right –a red heart, and Daddy.The one on the leftshe soulfully regrets.And she standson the corner. Written for dVerse Poets “Quadrille #133” 44 words including the word “stand” (sans title). Photo by Trevin Rudy on Unsplash cc:00 no restrictions. Shared […]
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dVerse Quadrille #132
Roll On After the icicles thawed,and damp left the basementthrough open windows,I remember wondering what happened to winter,I’ve no clear memories of it. Sometimes I’m like a stream,not knowing where I’ve come fromor where I’m going. I justroll on. Quadrille for dVerse Poets, including the word ‘stream‘. Photo by Fabrice Villard on Unsplash . Shared with #APoemADay on Twitter […]
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