Wednesday, January 1, 2020

A Skylover Word List ~ Apparition

@skyloverpoetry
Copyright Kerry O'Connor



Apparition


I am the voice in your dreams
the apparition who turns her back
upon the moonless night
and climbs into your solitude,
wraps her weightless legs
around your hips
and combs her fingers
through your troubled mind.
I am your yearning.
Made of flesh and memory,
so close, my scent is upon you.
No wonder, then, why you tremble
when you wake to find me gone.



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This poem is written with words from my Skylover Wordlist for January and in reply to my own prompt in the final Play It Again! prompt in the Imaginary Garden: Poetic Voice.

If anyone would like to join me in writing poetry from this list of words, and would like me to read and comment on their post, please paste the link to the post in the comments below or you can tag me on Instagram.


@skyloverpoetry
Kerry O'Connor



A new Skylover Wordlist will be shared on the 1st of February.

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47 comments:

  1. ✿January 1, 2020 at 2:34 AM

    Smiles.

    Love this. You sound both scary and irresistible. :)

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    1. Kerry O'ConnorJanuary 1, 2020 at 9:18 AM

      The words took me in a kind of creepy direction, for sure.
      Thank you for sending me your poem. I loved it!

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    2. ✿January 2, 2020 at 4:58 PM

      The added artwork is incredible.

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    3. FireblossomJanuary 2, 2020 at 9:22 PM

      Don't be a stranger, S. ;-)

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  2. brudbergJanuary 1, 2020 at 12:51 PM

    This makes me think about the succubus myths... as a dream and a twister of mind. I might take a stab at the wordlist later.

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    1. Kerry O'ConnorJanuary 1, 2020 at 1:47 PM

      Thank you, Bjorn. You are most welcome to throw your hat in the ring.

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  3. MarianJanuary 1, 2020 at 3:33 PM

    Awwww I think I recognize you :)

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    1. Kerry O'ConnorJanuary 2, 2020 at 10:18 AM

      Not sure what kind of ghost I will make.. hopefully not one quite so invasive of the dreams of the living!

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  4. hedgewitchJanuary 1, 2020 at 6:14 PM

    Just up from my bed after a poor fireworks-disturbed sleep, this feels dreamlike, incantatory, and magical. It gives me hope that we can all be remembered by at least one other as magical beings, the living, immaterial sendings of love, even as the same may apply in our own memories. I was about to quote some individual lines, but this is one where the whole poem is an organic whole, and each line is a shoot of green in the weary earth. Thanks for the word list, and I hope to be writing to it when I can--I need to add, you have used it superbly here.

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    1. Kerry O'ConnorJanuary 2, 2020 at 10:22 AM

      Fireworks are the bane of existence!
      As I was writing this, I was not sure whether the apparition was entirely loving or a bit sinister. It is a strange one, but the words created this scenario as I was writing. I am happy to know that it invites multiple readings.
      So often I have no plan at all when I work with a word list!

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    2. hedgewitchJanuary 3, 2020 at 6:15 PM

      Well, apparitions are generally meant to be sinister, (and indeed, mine is all of that.) But I did feel a lightness to yours--maybe that's what I needed to see.
      And who needs a plan? ;_)

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  5. Sherry Blue SkyJanuary 1, 2020 at 7:42 PM

    Ack! I think a similar thing has happened to me a time or two and it was very scary!!!! Wonderfully done. The words took me in a dismal direction. Sigh. But here it is, such as it is:

    https://stardreamingwithsherrybluesky.blogspot.com/2020/01/auld-lang-syne.html

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    1. Kerry O'ConnorJanuary 2, 2020 at 10:57 AM

      Sorry to tap into painful memories there, Sherry. This was a strangely dark write.
      Thank you for sharing your link.

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  6. brudbergJanuary 1, 2020 at 10:44 PM

    Here is mine... I think I managed to use all the words https://brudberg.me/2020/01/01/phoenix/

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    1. Kerry O'ConnorJanuary 2, 2020 at 10:58 AM

      Wow! That's great! thanks for participating, Bjorn!

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  7. HelenJanuary 2, 2020 at 12:50 AM

    What a way to begin 2020!!!!!

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    1. Kerry O'ConnorJanuary 2, 2020 at 10:58 AM

      I do hope it will be a good year for poetry writing.

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  8. FireblossomJanuary 2, 2020 at 2:55 AM

    Like Hedge, I was kept awake by idiots celebrating New Year's Detroit-style, with automatic weapons fire. Fun. I will try to write for this nonetheless.

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  9. Sanaa RizviJanuary 2, 2020 at 12:59 PM

    This is exquisitely drawn, Kerry!!❤️ I love; "I am your yearning. Made of flesh and memory, so close, my scent is upon you." Wowww!!😍

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  10. Rosemary Nissen-WadeJanuary 2, 2020 at 2:23 PM

    Ah, so it was you!

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  11. FireblossomJanuary 2, 2020 at 4:41 PM

    No wonder indeed! I hadn't wanted to read yours until I had written my own, but your poem is ethereal and as solid as a punch, all at once. I love it.

    Here is my scribble:

    https://fireblossom-wordgarden.blogspot.com/2020/01/incantesimo.html

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    1. Kerry O'ConnorJanuary 3, 2020 at 8:26 AM

      Right back at you. Your apparition of past love does credit to the list of words in a far more subtle way.

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  12. Linda Lee LybergJanuary 2, 2020 at 6:51 PM

    Hello Kerry- Happy New Year! Joining in: https://charmedchaos.com/2020/01/02/perspective/

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  13. Magaly GuerreroJanuary 2, 2020 at 7:20 PM

    I so love how well the last line (and the whole poem, really) describes the mixture of despair and delight that fills a heart at that crucial moment, at that instant when body and soul figure out that what is holding the world together is no longer there. This will go under my Poems that Leave Me Panting list.

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    1. Kerry O'ConnorJanuary 3, 2020 at 8:28 AM

      Yay! My work here is done....
      Thank you for your IG poem.. you crunched the words down to the meaty bits!

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  14. Susie ClevengerJanuary 2, 2020 at 7:55 PM

    Oh, life often places us striding an event, emotion, change. It is a magical journey of becoming our hope with muddy images clinging to our thoughts. Love this poem!

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    1. Kerry O'ConnorJanuary 3, 2020 at 8:29 AM

      Thank you, Susie. I like it more than I did at first. Reading the commentary has helped me view it from different angles.

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  15. HelenJanuary 3, 2020 at 4:21 AM

    I sank into this and never wanted to climb out!

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    1. Kerry O'ConnorJanuary 3, 2020 at 8:30 AM

      It is the yearning, I believe, that we all feel for what has been lost.

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  16. hedgewitchJanuary 3, 2020 at 6:12 PM

    I have finally managed to piece something together here:

    https://versiscape-lifesentences.blogspot.com/2020/01/cricket-cage.html

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  17. RedCatJanuary 3, 2020 at 11:22 PM

    I am in total awe of your poem. Beautiful!
    I am reminded of the Mare, as in Nightmare. Folklore being who rode men and horses until exhaustion. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mare_(folklore)

    The word list spoke to me so here's my piece.
    https://redcat.wordpress.com/2020/01/03/witch-voices/


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    1. Kerry O'ConnorJanuary 4, 2020 at 6:59 AM

      Thank you very much for participating. Your poem is magical!

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  18. Yvonne OsborneJanuary 3, 2020 at 11:35 PM

    Your last two lines are killer!

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  19. tonispencerJanuary 3, 2020 at 11:37 PM

    An amazing poem Kerry. My poem took me to the depths of despair. I am writing my way through this. Thanks for the words and the inspiration.
    https://kanzensakura.wordpress.com/2020/01/03/the-mine/

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  20. tonispencerJanuary 3, 2020 at 11:43 PM

    I am the voice in your dreams, I am your dreams...this poem makes me weep with longing.

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  21. Kerry O'ConnorJanuary 4, 2020 at 8:54 AM

    Things are getting rather meta around here, as I share my link to the second poem I wrote to my own prompt.
    Haha!
    The only rule is there are no rules.

    https://kerryoconnorsother.blogspot.com/2020/01/untitled-eulogy.html

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  22. Susie ClevengerJanuary 4, 2020 at 6:47 PM

    Here is my poem for your word list. I managed to use every word.

    https://blackinkhowl.blogspot.com/2020/01/say-it-again-without-meaning.html

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    1. Kerry O'ConnorJanuary 5, 2020 at 2:48 PM

      A brilliant response, Susie.
      Thank you for joining here and sharing on Instagram too.

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  23. MarianJanuary 5, 2020 at 5:03 PM

    I wrote! Whaddya know. xo
    http://www.runawaysentence.com/2020/01/circular-logic.html

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