part 1 part 2 Frozen in distress, no need to repress scream at the sight, Goat Man talk? Fright! “Co-o-o-o-ome Be-e-e-e O-u-u-u-r-r Gu-e-e-s-sss-t” Pulled again without will, my curdled blood chilled As I noticed a red hand stick out of his chest “The party is waiting, their hunger frustrating. You’re the main course, I think…
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Poetry Day 29 — Dao & The 10,000 Things
image link Today’s prompt is, “By the Number”. I like numbers and after working in the accounting field for awhile learned that they do speak their own language. I thought about trying to do something on my lucky number 17 or something about hexagrams from the I Ching, but the number most important to me…
Poetry — Nuked
image link Today’s offering is in the form of a Minute Poem Trapped twixt free and automaton Angst leaves me wan Some from other None from druther . Pacing the gears of clockwork orange Feel abhorrence Senses shiver Lenses quiver . Wings bound neatly upon my back From will I lack Inertia’s doom Extinction’s…
Poetry Day 28 — Splitting Herrs
image link Today’s prompt is “Split in Two”, with… a dilemma. A split path. A difficult choice. Maybe even a chasm or schism… the notion of ‘splitting hairs’… The suggested form is the “Anglo-Saxon Riddle”. In a way today’s offering covers those bases but not exactly. It is indeed *about* an Anglo-Saxon riddle and it…
Poetry — Manifestation Part 2
gif link Manifestation Part 1 It smiled just then, said, “follow me” Nerves jumping, heart pumping, “there’s someone I want you to meet” fear said no way will I go, although I had lost control of my feet. To the churchyard I followed, then swallowed When I heard a blood-curdling groaning bleat “Ple-e-e-e-a-s-ed toooooooo…
Poetry Day 27 — Nightwings
The prompt for today is: What Color Is It? Select a random noun. When you see an image of this person/place/thing, what color is it? Brainstorm the different ways the color can be described. Write a poem to help us see something in color through your eyes. Use an appropriately sourced and credited image of…
Cheeto
image link blubbered lips, invisible hips, hands built on a model of Ken’s* privileged perspectives, racist directives, capitalist common sense spill oil on pristeen, frack gas from the clean, “nature’s my b****, are you dense?” plant factoids with mimes in impressionable minds, chasm grows – there is no more fence. Word of the Day…
