Tag Archives: Micro-poetry

“the weight of water”

Written for: The Twiglets #309 – the weight of water You cannot measure the weight of my tears. Floating in the pool, weightless she watches stillness of blue-black glass curtain of lake water A man lifting weights at poolside showed … Continue reading

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“returned home”

Written for: The Twiglets #308 – returned home When she returned, she found her home transformed into a gingerbread house. He was stranded in a parking lot. His car left earlier. her eyes fill with tears the lake was still … Continue reading

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“lizard eyes”

Written for: The Twiglets #307 – lizard eyes Wearing a polyester emerald green suit, and pointy shoes, the lounge lizard’s eyes narrow, as he catches sight of a woman smiling from the audience. After an accident, the lizard had to … Continue reading

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“a spatter of ink”

Written for: The Twiglets #306 – a spatter of ink Mom wrote her checks with a fountain pen gifted to her. I was fascinated by how the pen wrote. Sometimes I witnessed a spatter of ink, a muttered curse. I … Continue reading

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“screened-in porch”

Written for: The Twiglets #305 Lanais are screened-in, porches are up front for people-watching. She regretted having the screens cleaned, when the uninformed dog pushed through them. she hands him lemonade he hears the ice cubes tinkling in shade of … Continue reading

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“pigeon grey light”

Written for: The Twiglets #304 – pigeon grey light city pigeons under gray light flutter their wings feeling invisible. I cannot even watch clay, grey fake pigeons being shot at for target practice. deeply grey light skin is damp as … Continue reading

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“soft fruit”

Written for: The Twiglets #303 – soft fruit If original color is spotted with black, if you squeeze it, and it spurts out mush, don’t eat it–rotten banana. My grandparents stewed prunes. Went beyond soft. bite into ripe plum juices … Continue reading

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“fish in a puddle”

Written for: The Twiglets #302 – fish in a puddle I’m fine, said the goldfish, at least I am not a fish out of water. She fished around the puddle with her hand. Alas, her earring was gone. gold and … Continue reading

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Book vs. Movie

Written for: Go Dog Go Cafe – Tuesday Writing Prompt (posted by Devereaux and Beth) “Write a poem using the words “shining” and “endless”. I watched The Shining, spellbinding. Reading the book is far more powerful, allowing for endless horror. … Continue reading

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“smiles like toothpaste”

Written for: The Twiglets #301 – smiles like toothpaste Must be implants, she has a white toothpaste commercial smile. Once I tried fennel toothpaste. I did not make me smiles. little girl pastes brilliant autumn leaves–collage makes her smile He … Continue reading

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