image link A train, snaking through terrain Carried passengers along this day Hailing from many paths on the way Stopping for passengers and cargo The travelers got out, stretched so Regarded landscape to and fro “An artist’s retreat would be perfect for this place!,” spoke the painter and commune dweller. “That forest would provide wood…
Category: OctPoWriMo2019
OctPoWriMo2019 — Day 8 — October Days and Nights
Molding leaves merge with pungent pumpkin pulp Cider mists waft with cloves and cinnamon Crackling smoke rises white in light grey sky Time of decay and honoring the dead Indian summer makes pumpkins grow fat Molding leaves merge with pungent pumpkin pulp Hayrides, haunted trails, children’s piercing squeals Roasted corn, bobbing for apples in…
OctPoWriMo2019 — Day 7 — speaking in (mature audiences only)
Tantalizing tongues test us terribly to totter from truth, tumbling into torrential tastes that in time will taunt. Languid laps of luxurious liquid lines lingering lusciously on your lovely lips; then la-la-la-la-la-la! Wagging waddlers wander wickedly willing wanderlust wilting woestricken ones, who wonder why. Morgan Dragonwillow is the host…
OctPoWriMo2019 Day 6 — blue — your eyes
Your Eyes mesmerizing as a snake’s cool as first ice on the pond distant as atmosphere near outer space blank as a huskie’s warm as a summer lake hot as a smiling cowboy’s cold as an arctic fox’s clinical as an animal researcher’s inviting as pie frightening as hitchcock’s shower scene’s frightened as hitchcock’s shower…
OctPoWriMo2019 Day 5 and MM Saturday Mix – Aperture
image by: mk vecchitto I wander halls with many doors Of varied woods and endless cores The choice I make will not be forced On cosmic course. On cosmic course I skip through one of oak that shines Am in a place of flowered vines Each bloom displays precise guidelines There will be fines! There…
OctPoWriMo2019 Day 4 — Hourglass
procrastination drains me, fills death’s half life’s grains falling inertia’s quicksand pools grows deeper shadows sink drowned regrets pile empty husks I stand on, animate corpse When I saw the prompt, this song by Radiohead, called, “Fitter Happier” came to mind. Morgan Dragonwillow is the host of OctPoWriMo. Morgan says: Have you ever felt like…
OctPoWriMo2019 Day 3 and dVerse OLN — Persnickety Pear (language warning)
Chromosomal fate Blood-soaked baggage Temperamental bitch Like a bad penny Keeps turning up Force fed hormones Great clots of backlash But she was there When I needed her. And again. Then she stabbed me In the back. I had to cut her loose. Sleep well, old girl. Grace is today’s host of dVerse‘s Open Link…
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