Tag Archives: Micro-poetry

broken whisper

Written for:  The Twiglets #144 – “a broken whisper” If I whisper a promise into your ear, and do not follow through, is it a broken promise or a broken whisper? Her voice broke in the middle of a whisper. … Continue reading

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“a weathered bench”

Written for:  The Twiglets #143 – “a weathered bench” weary old woman rests on a gray weathered bench color of thick fog Ancient maple tree hung over a weathered bench in the park. When tree was cut down, bench splintered … Continue reading

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“with few steps”

Written for:  The Twiglets #142 – “with few steps” He pointed his gun; came straight at me with few steps. sere land left no hope they took a few more steps, spied shimmering oasis In a few more steps he … Continue reading

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“questionable Ancestry”

Written for:  The Twiglets #141 – “questionable ancestry” I have a question regarding my ancestry– Will I still be me? She was thrilled. Her ancestry papers arrived. She tore open the envelope with her fingers, only to discover that she … Continue reading

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“a mile wide”

Written for:  The Twiglets #140 – “a mile wide” They stood together, the distance between them a mile wide. In terms of miles, she could only see them as linear. each felt lost, lonely divided by the sea a mile … Continue reading

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“brown salty skin”

Written for:  The Twiglets #139 – “brown salty skin” a pretzel with salt out of the ocean her brown skin gleaming wet a taste of salt I remember an old stuffed brown bunny with one eye missing, named Salty. He … Continue reading

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glow

Written for:  The Twiglets #138 – “glow in the dark” I remember black light posters that glowed in the dark.   If teeth, false or not, glow in the dark you’ve used too much whitener.   midnight sky pin pricks … Continue reading

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truth, art

Written for:  the Twiglets #136 – “truth is art” Art is not necessarily truth. Sometimes life imitates art filling it with vigor and vibrance, or dragging it down to a low place of death. Truth is a perfect clear water … Continue reading

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fish

Written for:  The Twiglets #135 – “breathe like fishes” Breathing like fishes is better than sleeping with fishes.   I could be in my own underwater world for as long as I wished, breathing oxygen from water if I were … Continue reading

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an empty page

Written for:  The Twiglets #134 – “an empty page” she sat in front of the empty page and sat, and sat Let’s establish what constitutes an empty page. Is the paper white and completely blank? Does it have ruled lines? … Continue reading

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