A twiglet is a short phrase. Or a word. Its aim is to “prompt” a flow. A thought. A memory. If something comes to mind, write. A polished piece isn’t the goal; creativity is. Leave a link, if you’d like your work read, but comments should not be expected. Twiglets are posted on Tuesdays.
The Twiglets 
A ghost ship washed ashore in Japan
Full of cargo and sailor’s bones.
The Japanese for “endless drifting”
Is “mugen no hyōryū”, which means:
“Dust motes in sunlight
Like lotus blossoms
On the still river”
Sure, I made that up, as did the sailors
Day after day after night., scrawling haikus
Of goodbye on the walls of their bunks.
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I read about this ship. Completely un-nerving.
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Words I could believe…
enchanting. Thank you.
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Wow! Never heard about this.
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Fifty-two weeks in a year, Twig. Happy Anniversary.
https://fredherring.wordpress.com/2017/11/28/for-twiglet-52-happy-twig-versary/
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Already? That was a fast year!
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Great poem! “Unicycles may be endlessly racked”…
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Love the ending on this, Barbara.
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At this time of year I look forward to the middle of December and the ever so slight length of day –
though that isn’t what I wrote about:
Perpetual Powder
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Love the “Chinny chin chin”!
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Clever use of repetition in this poem. Really fun to read and pronounce.
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I love this, Jules!
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A twig for you:
http://purplepeninportland.com/2017/11/29/dust/
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Done and dusted!
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https://foundlines.wordpress.com/2017/11/29/day-27-novpad/
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