"Oui, I know it's a documentary, Mathéo, but why does the dialogue have to be so stodgy? Everything about this script c'est tout simplement horrible... and pour l'amour de Dieu - these visuals are a blur! C'est atroce! "Joëlle, vite! Mon Dieu! Go tell that cameraman to get a take of Mr. Pradeau without those… Continue reading Un ange hypnotique
Blank verse My favorites are the free birds that - well, you know... You know? Whereas I'm all like, 'How do I stick a whatsit into the round binkadink, wrapped in floojipples? Maybe a shibboing would do it?' I'm amazed that some of those splendid creatures don't get much attention, or sometimes are dismissed as… Continue reading Heaven’s droppings, or: First impressions
Poetry Partners #143 A poem by Kevin L. Perrin of 'Penultimate' For the first time, frustration halts the pen. Above my blind, the duckless sky laughs at my shotgun, my eager eye. I row the page home, empty and white- then write about finding insight in sight. Kevin L. Perrin: https://kevinperrin.wordpress.com/ An abhanga by ben… Continue reading Pen, or: Quill
Jackie was no expert on birds, but the tiny, timorous creature by the foot of the tree looked spare and pitiful; its palpable distress gave the child a case of the collywobbles. Tenderly, the schoolgirl leaned down and scooped the bird up in the palm of her hand and looked at it carefully. Perhaps it… Continue reading A case of the collywobbles
Poetry Partners #134 'The blue sky', a poem by Kunjal Gupta of 'Duo Diseminators' Inside a vessel so suffocating and cold. Looking at the blue sky, Birds glide their wings and fly to the foretold, Without a struggle or try. Looking at the blue sky, They retire to perch and rest Birds glide their wings… Continue reading In the darkness, or: In the end
A limerick Proud as a peacock, Birdie puffed out her chest. For her little chickies, she'd have only the best! Regardless the weather, She'd keep herself in fine feather; So, her human pet would feather their nest. ‘What do you see’ Prompt #148 For Sadje’s weekly #WDYS prompt, she offered the photo below as inspiration… Continue reading Proud as a peacock, or: In fine feather
"Honey, you could use some witchcraft, and I could use a light," she twittered flippantly. On cue, an enormous crow landed on her forearm and lit her cigarette. "Fancy one?" she asked, staring the shaken youngster directly in the eyes. Quaking, the teenager backed up towards the door. "Oh… n-n-no th-thank you, Ma'am!" Suddenly, impossibly,… Continue reading She smiled tenderly
A limerick In far too many mammalian minds, Crows and Ravens are closely intertwined. This timeworn argument is just what Rooks so resent, for it leaves their proud line undermined. Eugi’s Weekly Prompt Eugi has provided the word "intertwined" as a writing prompt today. d'Verse poetics prompt: Corvid Poetry At d'Verse, poets have been prompted… Continue reading Crow, Raven, or: Rook
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