Ripe

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Too damned tempting to refuse the ripeness of six pomegranate seeds.

Catch

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Crest of foamy wave reflects the fulgent sky along its silver fin.

Injured

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My words can't heal you now, but I am here always, a small bird in the rain.

Ride

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You watered my mind into existence: I chose your body as my bed. The past drowns.

Coat

Harley Quinn
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My world has this Harlequin to greet me with the tremor of her tail.

Dark

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I'd be content to live in a lighthouse by the creeping, curling sea.

Tasty

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Downtown, 1.30 am, Friday. Urban fox shifting through shadows.

Dizzy

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We are water. We are breath. Endlessly circling between elements.

Ancient

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Most things are made of nothing but spaces between atoms: no matter.

Ghost

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She gleams like a magnolia. Marble-white: Memory of Loss.

Treasure

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Cut too deeply, and you reach the blood and bone of all that is sacred.

Tread

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How soon the day when the only footprint in the sand of Time is ours?

Sling

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This wound is deeper than what you may see stitched above my broken heart.


This poem is written to honour the courage and fortitude of women, who have fought the battle against breast cancer, as October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month.

Sharing with Sherry Blue Sky's Weekend Mini-Challenge: On Wonder

Misfit

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No matter how hard you try to love a cuckoo, its song is not your own.

Ornament

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There is no diadem as enchanting as the lustre of her eyes.

Wild

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Wild hares dance in cosmic orbit around my heart's hidden terrain.

Legend

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Unwilling witness as desperation drowns, the siren falls silent.

Overgrown

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Wrap me in your arms beneath an oak tree and, overgrown, let me be.

Ash

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A fire once lit, though only ash remains, is better than no fire at all.

Dragon

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Beware: Dragons & Dryads. Enter these woodlands at your own risk.

Snow

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In this Polar Bear Winter of the Anthropocene ... where is the sun?

Pattern

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Sketchbook designs of Terra Firma: comb, leaf, print, scale, spiral, stripe, web.

Swing

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Wednesday in October, 2.30 a.m. ~ Owl swings from the moon.

Frail

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Should I keep truth from self, or break my frail hold on reality?

Enchanted

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When Margarita rides to meet the Devil, awash in moonfire...

Inspired by the novel, The Master and Margarita by Mikhail Bulgakov.

Husky

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Far below the subway station, Cerberus Regardant never sleeps!

Build

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Imprisoned in this fortress of dreams. Wake me up!

Fortress of Dreams

Untitled Original Ink
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Used with Permission

Imprisoned in this Fortress of Dreams
I am the embodiment of smoke
on an inky skyline –
I am the thoughts the owl
speaks to itself –
I am a wolf’s cold stare
reflecting the glimmer of stars
a billion light-years away
a glint upon a frozen lake
a fractal heartbeat of midnight’s prey –
Wake me up!


Art FLASH! in October  introduces the work of McMonster, a wizard of ink illustration.
An Ekphrasis poem in 55 words.

Frozen

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Breaking News: Fantasy Trapped in FaceTime Freeze.

Bait

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Months, since the Rains, I'm fed up with gulping the sun.

Mindless

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Then believers fell silent, all mindless as stone.

Ring

Ink on Paper
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1.10.19 ~ A ring of water holds the sky, blue diamond in a fish's eye.



Rommy Challenges us to Try Everything!

As it happens, I am trying something relatively new this October, in conjunction with the #inktober2019 fest on Instagram.. that is The American Sentence, Allen Ginsberg's answer to haiku (another form I never write). So in celebration of October, I am sharing my first American sentence of the month - of a planned 31!