Tag: #ragtag daily prompt
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25 March: Grounded in Green
Grounded in Green By the old wooden footbridge is a creek that stays, most the year, racing into depths that calm its song. Through interwoven limbs of leafy oak and shade,there where I’ve whiled away my age into its past. From spring through autumn, I’m grounded at lastin greenery’s retreat, of quiet I’ve needed for…
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3 September: Ragtag Daily Prompt – Skull
for Ragtag Daily Prompt: Skull image created using AI Midjourney. ©Misky 2023.
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27 August: Harps of Glitter
Harps of Glitter And they poured into the church,the fair,the rich and young,the faultless and proud. And the preacher stood and said,Let us now sing from page 254. And for all their language, quipsand babble, and harps of glitter,all they could managewas to hum. Written for Ragtag Daily Prompt “Hum”, some artwork is created using Midjourney AI,…
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10 March: for RDP Timorous
First Crocus of Spring Year on year, you reappear.Timid rebirth.Timorously waiting through winter’s greyscape.And then suddenly,first fragile beauty to bloom.A crocus, golden eye of colourrising fearless. Petals open. Written for Ragtag Daily Prompt. The word for today is “timorous.” AI Digital Artwork is created using Midjourney. Imagery and poems ©Misky 2023 Shared on Twitter #amwriting @midjourney
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9 March: A Festooned Thursday Door
Bushboy (Brian Dodd) shares photos of doors, but not just any doors. Spectacular doors from his journeys. Dan’s Thursday Doors opened the door on this. I love doors of all sorts. I’ve trawled through some holiday snaps and found a few to share. This door with its carved festoon features is from a road trip in 2015…
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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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8 March: for RDP’s Apricity
The Heat and Freeze of It You know, like apricity,that feeling when the sunbores deep into your skin, like that stinging when yourbrain’s in paradoxical cold.Is it hot or cold; don’t know. And he says, Yes, what about it. Well this feels just like that,all stinging, I say, brushingsnowflakes from my eyelashes. Written for Ragtag Daily…
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5 March: RDP “Intransitive”
It Is Raining She is an intransitive verb.No need for objects, orthings that have no face. She stands. A pathedged by stiffened trees.It is raining. The stream is rising.Swift. Churned clouded silt.Her dog jumps in. It’s gone. Some decisions are wrong,she tells herself. Her wordsdisappear below the water. Written for Ragtag Daily Prompt “Intransitive”. AI Digital Artwork…
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3 March: for RDP “Satyr”
A Modern Satyr Lust’s eternal reaper, hecuts a fine figure throughthe furrows of night, a prowler usingfog as his clarity.He walks the myth of biology and religion.A kiss of deceit. His feet,imprinted oddities of hooves that scrambleon sharp stones.It’s the sound of questions and intent.Silencecuts the fog with clarity. Written for Ragtag Daily Prompt “Satyr”. AI Digital…
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