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Image by Karin Gustafson from Imaginary Garden with Real Toads.

so invisible.
One of them –
not with them
apart from the herd – alone,
I’m invisible.

white mane,
he roams free!
Wish I were him!

Not sure if this works, but I tried to combine two prompts while waiting for the official (but optional) NaPoWriMo prompt. I stole the meters (a shadorma – a 3/5/3/3/7/5 syllable count, and an elfje – a 1/2/3/4/1 word count) from Mindlovemisery’s Managerie‘s B&P Shadorma and Beyond prompt, but focused the content on the equine prompt of  Imaginary Garden with Real Toads. I also borrowed the image, by the talented Karin Gustafson, from the Toads, focusing on the transparency of the horse.

I may write more (to the official prompt) later, but if not this is Day 2’s offering to NaPoWriMo 2016.



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Photo by CC Champagne 2015

Milky white shrouds of cold air
covering the sun
budding blossoms hide their heads.

Bursting through the clouds above
golden orb of warmth
come out, rise up, enjoy, grow!

Suddenly it’s all around
with blooms, large and small.
Rejoice my friends, spring is here!

So, I haven’t written in almost a year, and this is a feeble attempt at a spring haiku, inspired by the Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille prompt over at Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie. Obviously I will need some practise to shed those chains of rust that bind a hibernating poet, but National Poetry Writing Month 2016 (April) is just around the corner, and I will – again – attempt to rise to that challenge as well (30 poems in 30 days). Hang around and see how it goes…

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Image from Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie

What do we see, we tiny men,
when heaven-bound we gaze at night?
In stars that twinkle shining white
expelling light, time and again.

Are they not angels in the sky
colliding hearts in fireworks?
Is it not love to be disbursed?
Of angels hearts that meet up high?

When angels love a bell rings out
vibrates across the evening skies
and stars that twinkle become fires
The brush strokes of celestial art.

And here we stand, we tiny men
with science and astronomy
a world filled with hypocrisy
and empty hearts that no one mends.

I am, and have always been, terrible with meter… This is supposed to be iambic tetrameter in an envelope quatrain, as per Imaginary Garden with Real Toads and the Play it Again, Toads! #16, which asks us to revisit old form challenges. I was also inspired by Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie‘s Writing Prompt #10 – Rorschach Test Take 2. Since I’ve actually done what I was supposed to be doing today and therefore don’t have time to write to optional NaPoWriMo 2015 prompts, I will also add this as my Day 26 entry.


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Autopsy by Laura Makabresku via Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie

Evoking excitation
delicate to the touch.
Exquisite exploration
a need that grows so much.

Erotic emancipation
doesn’t merit eternal damnation!
Expunge discrimination!
Who are you to judge?

The problem with writing poetry in your head when out walking is that you’ve forgotten half of it by the time you get home… Anyway, this is for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie‘s Photo Challenge #57 – Autopsy and a photograph that had my mind wander a long way from autopsies.

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Animated Noise.gif
Animated Noise” by Nevit Dilmen (talk) – Own work.
Licensed under Public Domain via Wikimedia Commons.

Background hum, so faint
electricity at work
fridge that needs repair

Disturbing silence
wheels on grav’ly forest road
shy deer darts away

Seconds marked by ticks
tocks are for marking minutes
hoping sleep will come

If at first you don’t succeed… Try writing haikus again and again and again! Today’s challenge at Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie was Heeding Haiku with HA: Noise, where we were invited to attempt to describe noise in the form of haikus. 

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Wordle #56 at Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie

The tequila bottle’s worm opened

the cap and crawled his drunken way out
– while the destinies of our hearts are entwined,
beating to the number seven.

The mechanism that raises the sun,

yellow, in the sky each morning
has broken down.
– The sign says
pneumatic valve needs replacing.

Spring grows black crocuses

among wilted autumn leaves, while
damp from shower –
emollient skin glistening,
the one-eyed baby emits its’ obstreperous cries.

And the first scene of this nightmare

is, to use a dysphemism,

a simple ‘hello‘.

This odd bit of whatever it is came out while I tried to put the pieces of this week’s Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Wordle #56 into some puzzle-like order. Don’t know exactly where this came from, but I would definitely call it a nightmare… 

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Image from Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Writing Prompt #102 – Hamartia

Do you think you can control what goes on around you?
asked my analyst one day.
I had to stop and think, as so often I do
when he attacks me this way.
How do you mean ‘control’, I countered, of course I can control
parts of what goes on around me
at least what’s in my soul.

Are you aware that your behaviour could be called hypomania?
he threw at me another time.
Deep in the throes of depression I responded,
with certainty, I am FINE!
Can I not for once just let it be? For today I do feel fine!
The sun is shining, my head is working –
let me run with the thoughts in my mind!

So if you tell yourself not to feel, you mean that you just don’t?
– another stupid comment of his.
Well, doesn’t everyone try their best to avoid
and make painful feelings desist?
If I focus on the good bits and just brush away the rest…
Why should I focus on things that would hurt?
Is this question some stupid test?

Time and time over several years he’s proved me to be wrong,
but I’m still struggling to give in!
He does not know all that goes on in my head
– a battle I won’t let him win!
Stubbornness, my greatest flaw – one of many but nonetheless,
I won’t give up, I won’t succumb
and I remain a crazy mess!

For Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie and today’s challenge, Word Prompt #102, to write about Hamartia (something that describes a fatal flaw – think Achilles and his heel). It could be argued (and I support both sides in this argument) that stubbornness isn’t my greatest flaw (there are so many other flaws to choose from), but this is what came out, so take it or leave it! *smile* 

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