Tag Archives: Micro-poetry

“uneven time”

Written for: The Twiglets #285 – uneven time He likes to eat dinner at six– says it’s an even time. The horse ran at an uneven pace losing time. He lost the race. tugs at her braids sitting in the … Continue reading

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“turning page”

Written for: The Twiglets #284 – turning page Last page left to turn saddens me– end of book Autumn leaves turning are the pages of a tree. child’s delight rapidly turning pages to her favorite part Remember when everyone had … Continue reading

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“steel sky”

Written for: The Twiglets #283 – steel sky standing under a steel sky wondering if night will fall The sky purpled into twilight. I steeled myself. Would he show up? plump raindrops fall pinging pond of fish and frogs ominous … Continue reading

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“bleached silence”

Written for: The Twiglets #282 – bleached silence From my seat on bleached white driftwood, a calm silences my mind. In the stark silence, I watched blood drain from her face, like bleached linen. bleached to bone white middle of … Continue reading

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“quiet sun”

Written for: The Twiglets #281 – quiet sun After the storm subsided a pale, shy sun peeked through. At dawn when the world is hushed sun sifts through the sky. crystal waters dance glistening like diamonds under midday sun On … Continue reading

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War Cycles

Written for: Go Dog Go Cafe – Tuesday Writing Prompt (posted by Devereaux and Beth) “Todays prompt: Use “never again” in a poem.” Horrific as each war is, and people stating ‘never again’, I take that phrase with a grain … Continue reading

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“dream bin”

Written for: The Twiglets #280 – dream bin I bin all over the world searching for my dream. The bin was not large enough to hold all my nightmares. a simple dream– to know once more the beauty of my … Continue reading

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The Good Times

Written for: Go Dog Go Cafe – Tuesday Writing Prompt (posted by Devereaux and Beth) “Use run wild in a poem.” They used to run wild through the meadow laughing, their lives carefree, until one day it all turned to … Continue reading

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“sunken sky”

Written for: The Twiglets #279 – sunken sky Steely gray clouds appear to shrink the sky. How pleasant it would be to have a sunken living room ceilinged by a sky light. cheeks sunken a jaundiced pallor on skin imprisoned … Continue reading

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“layers of clouds”

Written for: The Twiglets #278 – layers of clouds thickening clouds fill the sky in layers of warning How would I feel to wrap myself in a pillow-cloud coat. blue sky drifters catch her eye in late afternoon layers of … Continue reading

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