Tag Archives: Mind Love Misery’s Menagerie

luna, landing

Posted on April 20, 2017 by

.. she unpeels her -selves slowly, layer by layer waning, an onion in parchment skin. she be -g(r)ins in waves, asks much of stars.   .. the prompt over at mindlovemisery today is the moon. how can i resist?      … Continue reading →

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lonely boats

Posted on September 9, 2015 by

Maciej Koniuszy float us somewhere crimson, gold. there are secrets in these watery ellipses; we have grown long in our own reflections, ……………waiting.     … photo and prompt from mindlovemiserysmenagerie.    

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Spinning Wheels and Ruby Shoes

Posted on June 15, 2015 by

-Zwobel   . Falling’s not the problem, really. (Landing sucks, but she’s about to shake it off.) It’s the bent pedal. The handle bars askew. The achoo of a moment when the whole world is upside-down and the sky is … Continue reading →

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skiing backward down all these murmuring blades

Posted on June 2, 2015 by

beyond hope image prompt by mindlovemisery.

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Hope Twist (a tryst with something greater than all this skin)

Posted on May 26, 2015 by

Photo credit: Paulix8   . She turns her wrists to remind her fists that ink is the only thing that needs …….to be ………..spilled.     Prompted by mindlovemisery.  

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Slack Knuckles, Truculent Smile

Posted on May 25, 2015 by

.. It’s an arrangement for fools. She is re: verse osmosis, cloy in her own pow -dered sugar glaze. He is be -draggled tweak, dirty jeans and pew -ter cheek just browsing her pillow. Don’t hold them responsible. Don’t let … Continue reading →

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Fair(l)y Sung

Posted on May 22, 2015 by

.. Is it over? (hill, dale, bush, brier, park, pale?) Have I wandered enough of this moon? Is she milky full and flooded, or sliced clean through? Has the Fairy Queen sprinkled enough of her freckles to this indigo sky? … Continue reading →

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