Tag: #RDP
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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: Skyful of Moon
A Skyful of Moon I approached a manstanding in the street. He was staring at my house.No, he said, I’m looking at the moon. And there shining bronzeand gleaming gold, it leaneddown large over us. That moment seemed oblivion,dark and meant to keep. I remember reading somewhere,When the night is filled with black,write across it…
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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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26 February: #RDP: Chain
Resinated on a thin gold chaindelicateand holdingthe silken shimmerof a butterflycaught within amber Written for RDP “chain”. AI Digital Artwork is created using Midjourney. Imagery and poems ©Misky 2023 Shared on Twitter #rdp #amwriting @midjourney
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25 February: for RDP “Risqué”
In an Eye’s Wink Life holds frail threads here,hidden dust and baroque airs,and she struts across the stage,this mistress of rubble worlds.Her head’s blurred air, her sirensongs unleashes on crowds.They hold their cacophoniesunder breath. And this placewill fall like a house of cards. Written for RDP “Risqué“. AI Digital Artwork is created using Midjourney. Imagery and…
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23 February: Ekphrastic – Imagine a Fly
Imagine a Fly Imagine never listening to Bach, never noticing a rainbow or looking for its pot of gold, never feeling drunk whilst looking at the stars, or knowing a spider’s laugh as you’re caught up in its web. An Ekphrastic poem written for Petite Pen, 35 words and RDP “Complicated” Image by Zdzistaw Beksinski.…
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21 February: RDP “Spellbound”
I. Spellbound We three dragonssqueezing warmthout of stones drunk on sunspellbound to heat asour skin drags along our bones.We three dragons,a trick of the light. II. Spellbound Eyes flit. Tails flick.Toe of lizard and tongueof dog. Owl wings and violet palms. Spell-bound double double,we be toil and trouble. written for RDP “spellbound” and Twiglets “Trick of…
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21 February: RDP – Twilight
The It of It All She wants to be Mary Oliver, or Count Tolstoy, but that creates all sorts of pronoun issues she can’t understand. So she sits on the balcony, and takes in views of town, its white-limed houses with low roofs, and rose gardens. She thinks of having a smoke, forgetting she quit…
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17 February: RDP “Quest”
A Quest to M&S That sharp fuzzled jab in the cup,which was no chalice by any stretch,’twas likened unto a stag’s horn,or to be sprung upon by a spreading oak.I am wounded by an underwire.I am the Fisher King with a dagger in my breast. Tell me, Sir Perceval, seekerof the holey wonders, and wonderwear,let…
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16 February: RDP “Pinnacle”
The Lightkeeper He can’t complain. He has a wife.She cooks for him.Laundry, and cleans,she keeps him warm. He thinks she’s unthinking,like a sunflower or a dogwood.She’s ever present, like weather,like the lighthouse he keeps. Children call him Keeper of Light.He likes that. And he doesn’t complainwhen his wife sits by the windowand stares out to…
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