Quick Quill (On Summer Break)

Hello, all. It's been a strange summer. I find myself needing to disconnected from social media and try to find solace in nature as this summer wears on. I am going to pause #QuickQuill 'til the fall. I apologize, but I am not in the right headspace to be super social.

I wish you all peaceful days.

Hello, all. Unfortunately my son is quite ill with the flu and my partner is out of town, so I'm alone with him this evening. Normally it wouldn't be a big deal to have my kids just watch a movie, but he needs some TLC so I'm cancelling tonight. I'm so sorry. See you next month!

It is with much sadness that I must inform everyone that I @wordsbyamymichelle.bsky.social will no longer be able to do #quickquill encore on Sat mornings. I’ve had to seek a 2nd job. I will really miss hosting this event! Please continue to give @arliden.bsky.social your full support!

weeping willow whisper in the wind
long branches rustle entwined in sin
another spring and the buds begin
tempting bees to nestle deep within

#quickquill Rd 9

How could he cheat
Did 20 years mean nothing
2 kids plus 1 otw
Living life in & out everyday
He lied to my face
Said he loved me
His betrayal plowed through
Splintered us in pieces
My lawyer said I’d win
The cost was high
Why oh why
Ugly & devastating
A new life emerging
Slowly but surely

#D2R1

spring is the season earth's heart thuds
as bees begin to bite at blooming buds
rainfall ravaged rivers in raging floods
fawns frolic freely for fiending studs

#quickquill Rd 10

Thank you all for participating in today’s #QuickQuick writing challenge. I’ve enjoyed reading all your submissions! Join us again next month Fri 5/9 @ 7 PM EST/12 BST & Sat 5/10 @ 11 AM EST/ 4 PM GMT ✒️❤️😊

I am the moon.
They say I’m a satellite
but I don’t bounce back
something as small as data.
I’m better than that.
I make the tides turn
and the lovers swoon

#QuickQuill ERD 3

Watercolour painting, one of my first, dating from circa 2002. Depicts Potter Heigham Bridge in Norfolk, England, a medieval arched hump-backed bridge reflecting off the river water, a large tree behind it and summery blue skies and clouds behind.

Seven or eight hundred years ago
Someone thought it’d be good
To use arch technology,
Build a stone bridge,
And forge a dry crossing
Over the River Thurne.
So there it stands
To this day
Boats now designed
To pass beneath it.

#QuickQuill QQ5ER2 #Imagery #bridge
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A goddess presiding over the night
she pulls the tides
shining her light

like a mother's loving hand
guiding earthly life
she steadies our journey
with mysterious might
as we spin

#quickquill R3 personification (the moon)

When I was a new mom, I was so tired that if I turned my head too fast, I would get the spins. I would see things that weren’t there. The only noise I couldn’t sleep through was the sound of my baby’s cry.

Oh, I guess I’m not exaggerating. How's this-- even my yawns had yawns.

#QuickQuill ERD 4

The freedom Americans
praised, unabashed
has been torn apart
by callous brass.
So now we’re stuck
with this morass.

#QuickQuill ERD 5

Free to swim
Wherever it pleases
The goldfish travels
Around its entire world
Trapped in its bowl
Free but not free

#QuickQuill QQ5ER5 #Paradox #FreedomTrapped
#PoetryCommunity
#WritingCommunity

Psithurism is the sound trees make.
Each species is different.
No creak, groan or rustle is the same.
Night after night, I listen
to their secrets
never expecting they
would speak my name.

#QuickQuill ERD 6

One summer night
a whisper in the trees
called my name softly
upon a jasmine breeze

It said, "All is well,
no need to stress
breathe deep the wind,
let go, and rest."

#quickquill R6 - Wildcard
(A tree speaks your name under the stars. What does it tell you?)

Hot summer’s day has passed
Darkness has fallen
A long way inland
The calm is replaced
By the sea breeze
It’s finally arrived
Whispering trees
I make out my name
How did they know it’s me?
Is it a warning?
Or just saying
The land breeze follows soon?

#QuickQuill QQ5ER6 #Wildcard #TreeSpeaksYourName

“Don’t worry, my heart will go on.”
Well, good for you.
But your answer will not suffice
as you’re willing to let me
die in the ice.
I’m not willing to make
such a sacrifice.

#QuickQuill ERD 7

recidivism of rapidly racing remembrances
each echo elucidating everything extinct
discrete dalliances drive deep division

#quickquill Rd 1

The ice berg melted like the Titanic. Nobody thought they could be hurt. Humanity died the same way. The climate burnt them on the dirt.

#quickquill

Nothing to see here
Nothing to worry about
Confirmation bias
The realm of the unconsciously incompetent
Who needs to worry about icebergs
When we’re unsinkable
Until our world is ripped apart
By a dose of reality

#QuickQuill QQ5ER7 #Allusion #TheTitanic
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#WritingCommunity

Thank you, #QuickQuill for another wonderful day of poetry prompts.

surpassed in size
only by boast
the pinnacle of luxury
unaffordable to most

a maiden adorned
for elite's delight
fairy tale carriage
struck down at midnight

#quickquill R7 Allusion
(The Titanic)

a whisper of winter
on autumn's breeze
announced and ushered
by the rustling of leaves

quick footsteps crunching
limbs tightly clasped
the romance of summer
slipped from her grasp

#quickquill R9 Onomatopoeia (rustle)

selene shining bright
by way of helios' light
keeping us in gravity
hopefully for eternity

#quickquill Rd 3

we're going down, our ship is sunk
for this earth we've filled with junk
perfect metaphor beneath the sea
our planet is dying: think titanically

#quickquill Rd 7

while sticks and stones hurled at her fears
green-eyed monster sheds crocodile tears
but nothing satisfies the red white and blue
like treading all over the bodies of me & you

#quickquill Rd 8

green eyes so blue haloed by briars and thorns sorrow bleeds on salt-stung cheeks for the loss of unrealized dreams #QuickQuill R8 Ekphrasis (artist Oksana Popova)

green eyes so blue
haloed in briars and thorns
sorrow bleeds
on salt-stung cheeks
for the loss
of unrealized dreams

#QuickQuill R8 Ekphrasis
(artist Oksana Popova)

Art by Hiroko Sakai. It’s a powerful inspiring surrealism oil painting of a green eye looking up the sky out of thorn, shedding tears. This painting "Maze" is an "Emotion" themed one-of-a-kind piece of art, has been one of the best selling Art prints of Hiroko Sakai's artwork. Hiroko Sakai is a contemporary Japanese artist who has lived and worked in San Francisco, California since 1999. The intense passion that she conveys in her art has inspired deep expressions of emotion in viewers over the years. For more information about her artwork, visit Hiroko Sakai's official website : www.hirokosakaifineart.com

As I was looking in
You were looking out
A thorny barrier between
But it’s more than I thought
The thorns are tearing you without
The barrier tearing you up within
Lacrimation now in full flow

#QuickQuill QQ5ER8 #Ekphrasis
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“Maze” Art By Hiroko Sakai, Japanese Artist in SanFran