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A kyrielle Through bedroom window, warm breeze blew. Deposited by lush forest, They floated at the threshold to Magic realm where tall trees chorused. Before them, floated small canoe... Carried them to shimmering lake. They floated at the threshold to Stars mirrored in ripples opaque. Upwards, then higher, on they flew. As threads of heavens… Continue reading Never, or: Their wildest dreams
A triolet Are you reading these words as I dream? Am I now dreaming these words you're reading? We know nought of life but how things seem... Are you reading these words as I dream? Exists there but one mutual thought-stream? Is individualism merely misleading? Are you reading these words as I dream? Am I… Continue reading Dreams, or: Seems
Chant poetry Node node Nobody knows knows me node Node node node Nobody comes knocking node Node node Nowhere nowhere nowhere node Node node node Notes notes notes are written node Node node Nobody can read them node Node node node Notes are notes notes are played node Node node Nobody can hear them node… Continue reading Undone, or: Nowhere
A d’Verse prosery prompt If you are a dreamer, come in, come in. That’s right, Dear, just hang your rainbow up over there on the moose and make yourself at home. I’ll be out in a jiffy; I’ve just put the aquarium on – would you fancy some beer or artichoke juice? Do you take… Continue reading Worse than the disease
A 'Magnetic Poem' tanka Wanna try? Click here. but my god decayed into warm liquid fish eyes broken lips smoking breathed poison words over me melting into wake up kiss Notes For this poem, I decided to make use of the 'Poet Set' on the Magnetic Poetry website for the second time;This poem was, in… Continue reading Poison words, or: Wake up kiss
A 'Magnetic Poem' tanka Wanna try? Click here. angel bleeds color desiring eternity father's ghost haunting in joyless kiss lingering marble nights' old prisoner Notes For this poem, I decided to use the 'Poet Set' on the Magnetic Poetry website, which, I believe, is the first time I have done so;I find that switching between… Continue reading Marble nights, or: Haunting
'Edges and Fringes' – a d’Verse poetics prompt (best viewed on a horizontal screen) Papa, can you visit us from the unknowable beyond to hearten us, for we miss you so and grief’s jagged edges cut us even as the edges of mortal life are clear to us remaining, as we do, on this side… Continue reading Jagged, or: Tender
An emoji 'free verse' In a moment, 🧗♂️ it would be over again and he'd 🧗♂️ have to start over in the next... no, not this time. Grunting, 🤏 hand over hand, he scaled the 🧗♂️ uneven face of 🤏 the dream cliff, fingers 🤏 aching with the weight of his body 🧗♂️ as the… Continue reading Dreams, or: Stanzas
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