Tag Archives: Micro-poetry

“things were feral”

Written for: The Twiglets #248 – “things were feral” The feral cat brought indoors is not happy. Feral beings gather together for bloodsport. on the sidelines watched with anticipation girl riding wild horse There once was an artist named Jill … Continue reading

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“a busy window”

Written for: The Twiglets #247 – a busy window Witch and skull decorations in a busy window Gazing out office window afforded her a view of busy city street busy day much to be done before window of time shuts … Continue reading

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“the sun sits pretty

Written for: The Twiglets #246 – “the sun sits pretty” Red sun sits low. Pretty soon it will sink beyond horizon of ocean. Sun is sitting pretty, shining from her throne, wielding power to turn the earth into gold. pretty … Continue reading

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“let me go mad”

Written for: The Twiglets # 245 – “let me go mad” Let me go, madness is just around the corner. Put me in Wonderland where everyone is mad, and no one will notice. she fears madness even on this lovely … Continue reading

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“breaks light”

Written for: The Twiglets #244 – “breaks light” waiting for light to break through darkness When lightbulb crashed to the floor, it’s tiny pieces formed a mosaic. Hard to clean up without a light. light breaks across branches of maples … Continue reading

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“steps on everything”

Written for: The Twiglets #243 – “steps on everything” While scooping up dog poop, I stepped in it. Hurricane cleaned shoes. Have you noticed that the older you get the more steps you have to climb when going anywhere? sits … Continue reading

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“those clean hands”

Written for: The Twiglets #242 – “those clean hands” I can still smell the blood on your cleansed hands. The need for sanitizer during this horrific time has left my hands raw. preening himself parrot turns head left, then right … Continue reading

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Drawn to Mystery

Written for: Go Do Go Cafe – Tuesday Writing Prompt (posted by Devereaux and Beth) “Use fire, mystic, and identity in prose or poetry.” Saw a glow of fire in your eyes and knew you possessed the soul of a … Continue reading

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“the only one”

Written for: The Twiglets #241 – “the only one” ‘You are the only one.’ Those words echoed in my ears as you walked away. Only one of us is willing to forget past misunderstandings. bowl of wrapped candies she picks … Continue reading

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“the stars burn”

Written for: The Twiglets #240 “the stars burn” wildfires high enough to make the stars burn Once I had stars in my eyes– you burnt them out stars in her eyes she witnesses sparkling silver burn and fall A young … Continue reading

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