Tag Archives: Micro-poetry

water, water

Written for:  The Twiglets #54 – “water, water” water, water, Quick! I’m melting tranquil waters where trees grow in reflection land cracks where water fears to tread water, water, croaked the dying plant https://thetwiglets.wordpress.com/

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still shadows

Written for:  The Twiglets #53 – “still shadows” my shadow hides in the still shadows of twilight She is still a shadow of her former self. I hold still shadows in my heart The still shadow showed moonshiners in moonlight … Continue reading

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dust

Written for:  The Twiglets #52 – “endless dust” The years go by collecting endless dust Endless dustballs gather in corners– forgotten. endless dustups between spouses Age wallows in endless dust of the past. https://thetwiglets.wordpress.com/  

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some faces

Written for:  The Twiglets #51 – “face to face” loss of face to face conversation Your face is familiar to my face, but I cannot remember your name. lively face-to-face debates can turn ugly. face to face, shake hands then … Continue reading

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maybe

Written for:  The Twiglets #50 – “just maybe” Just maybe, baby, I believe in you. That just may be the best pie I’ve ever eaten! In just maybe, five minutes, the skies will open. There once was a man from … Continue reading

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Some Keys

Written for:  The Twiglets #49 – “turn the key” Turn over that key lime pie. Key ingredient turned out to be cinnamon. Who turned that key witness loose? Turn the keystroke into a poem. https://thetwiglets.wordpress.com/

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Stars

Written for:  The Twiglets – “like stars” Her eyes are like blue-silver stars. Some like movie stars, some like Star Wars, and some like starfish.  I like stars that fill my night, with glittery dreams. Like the stars predicted, he … Continue reading

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Quiet

Written for:  The Twiglets  #47 – “it was quiet” It was quiet as a room with television turned off. It was quiet as the first hush of fallen snow. After an episode of uncontrolled tears, an uneasy quiet ensue. Her … Continue reading

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Remembering Childhood

Written for:  Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads:  Micro Poetry ~ Binding With Briars                   (posted by Kerry) This weekend, our frame of reference is “Binding With Briars” – from the final line of the … Continue reading

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Holding

Written for:  The Twiglets #46 – “still holding” twenty minutes after hearing, “we will be right with you,” I am still holding. Trying to hold stillness in my heart Scent of whiskey rose from still holding moonshine. Antique memories still … Continue reading

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