Evil for Magpie Tales #123

Thanks to Tess Kincaid for her weekly image prompts...

black and white

touches of evil     

real to reel

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Poem for Sunday Whirl #62

Thanks, Brenda, for the Sunday prompt.


Ghosting Smoke

the scent of jasmine unfurls,

whistles down old demons

voodoo traps those ample flaws

set free in her domain

and from a rear window

she spots the ghostly montage

where a flameless sunset burns

through the smoke of jasmine

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 The wordles:

 jasmine, granite, whistle, demons, domain, scrap, ample, trapped, montage, flawed, window, sunset 

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Runaway for Sunday Whirl #61

Thanks, Brenda, for the Sunday Whirl Prompt.

Runaway

drafting on the wings

of a discontented current

one day of exile

sundered free of cracks

from unbound tempers

or the trace of racket

early leaves dapple

shadow-bright

to waft across her face

echoing today's peace

the latch string of song

opens its spare refrain

soothes tomorrow's fears

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Kabuki for Magpie Tales #122

Thanks, Tess Kincaid, for the image prompt!

Puddle, 1952, M. C. Escher

Kabuki 

Cedar saplings
precise as tinkers toys
stretch from root strings
toward denim-tinted sky.

Satellites skip cracks of time
track in and out
compound chaos of the stars
light the way for nacred moons.

The chamber of tomorrow
waits on a groove of air
where stairs like Escher's
carry all that disappears.

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This poem was first published in 2007.

My novel, Running with Scissors, is available

as print or PDF at Lulu Publishing and in e-book format at iTunes

and Barnes and Noble Nook

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Poem for Sunday Whirl #60

Thanks to Brenda at Sunday Whirl for the wordle prompt #60.

Beneath the Corona

a midsummer evening

trembles through the shadows

crawls around her shoulders

under the weeping willow

she brushes graying hair

plays in the vessel of her mind

seeks uneasy stains that

now and then rise as mud

but pierce like nails

she buffs edgy reflections

to rid her world of old stones

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The words: bluffs, willow, corona, brush,  trembled, mud, crawl, vessels, nail, stain, shadows, stones

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Still Life for Magpie Tales #121

Thanks to Tess Kincaid for the image prompt.

Still Life, 1670, detail by Jean François de Le Motte

one generation

secondhand paper and ink

still misunderstood

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Poem for Sunday Whirl #59

Thanks to Brenda at Sunday Whirl for the following Wordle Prompt!

Crash of Seasons

a crumple of clouds

bruises the yearning sky

draws a single piercing burst

of glowing sunlight

summer crouches

distant yet near

a split-edge instant

chisels it from spring

green shoots rise

beat back the doldrums

greet the growing time

folding flannels, she smiles

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Gerdes for Magpie Tales #120

Tess Kincaid offers the following image for writers' prompt.

image by Klaus Enrique Gerdes

garden stealth   

auntie oxidant's  

rise from earth

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