
A twiglet’s aim is to “prompt” a thought. 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.
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A twiglet’s aim is to “prompt” a thought. 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.
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Oh I’m so happy, more Twiglets!!
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Have fun!
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I surely will 🙂
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he turned up out of the blue
the silence had been so long
she had forgotten how to say hello
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Well written, and I like how you left so much to the reader’s imagination.
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Sometimes, a heart must forget… in self-defense.
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[…] https://thetwiglets.wordpress.com/2021/01/05/twiglet-208/ […]
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As Winter’s Long Silence Takes Flight…
the birds don’t chitter in dawn’s light
nor the mourning dove coo at night
the day is awkwardly silent
and her light too speedily spent.
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Those two last lines are brilliant. Perfect meter that just pulls you through to the end.
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Thanks Misky. Glad Twiglets is back.
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This one makes me think of every time I’ve said or heard, “times passes too quickly”. So many things, written on the back of a winter silence taking flight…
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Thanks Magaly. Time indeed passes too quickly
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Here is my bit: https://guerrerowords.blogspot.com/2021/01/unconditional-friendliness.html
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[…] Twiglet #208….The Long Silence […]
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[…] Twiglet 208 a long silence […]
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I added to my ‘current’ series. But I might come back and do a poem too.
(90) Damned Family 1p (Stan Accepts An Invitation)
Hope you had a refreshing time away 🙂
Happy New Year!
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It was a lovely Christmas, just the two of us, but we’ll see family when it’s safe to do so again.
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We usually don’t stay up to midnight anymore… but this year we did. Like others we spoke to – we just want to make sure the old year was finished.
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We stayed up until midnight, but then packed ourselves off to bed shortly after that. We’re under a total national lockdown here, so there wasn’t a lot of activity anywhere.
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My state had sort of a lockdown. Restaurants were closed for indoor dining for about a month and just were allowed to reopen on the 4th with limited seating. Still no travel in from other states unless you quarantine for 2 weeks or have a clean test. So no one was really allowed in or out for since the end of November. That hasn’t lifted yet.
We’ve only had a few of that second strain other states and here too. But at least some folks are getting the vaccine.
All we can do is stay as safe as we can. And hope that things will get better sooner than later. Some though think we are moving too fast as it is. And there are still some folks in disbelief that anything is wrong.
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I wonder how some people can see all the sickness and death, and still believe nothing is happening. That is so strange… and dangerous.
Like you, I hope things get better soon.
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I live in an area where there is a large Amish population. They call everyone who isn’t Amish, English. They believe (or some anyway it has been reported) that the whole Covid issue is English propaganda.
There are others too, like those parents who won’t immunize their children. And other groups too. That don’t realize how dangerous they make it for everyone else.
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In New York City, we’ve been having the same sort of issue with some members of the ultra-Orthodox Jewish community. Too many refuse to follow pandemic mandates, so the virus continues to spread. I want to say that I hope the vaccine makes things better, but I wonder how many will refuse inoculation.
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I lived in NYC for a bit in the 1960’s. Those religious folks remind me of a story about a flood (Pick any neighborhood, town, state):
The floods are coming. Folks have been warned to leave. Of course there are a few who refuse. They do the sand bag big and say their Creator will provide. And refuse the offer of the bus that will take them to safety. The water gets higher than the sandbags and into the lower half of the home. A motorboat comes around and still they hold up, refuse help. Finally the waters rise to the roof tops. A helicopter comes and is waved away. The inevitable happens, the person dies. Gets to whatever after place the expect and whine why didn’t my Creator help me. And the voice booms; “I sent a bus, a boat and a helicopter and you didn’t get on any of them!!”
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Pretty much!
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Rewritten from a haibun earlier this week…
The Acropolis Physic Gardens
There are no gardens
in the ancient Agora of Athens,
just weeds striding proud
through the stoney ruins.
We sit amongst ancient silence
with a wide glance of the world.
Here, with its endings,
where history began.
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I like the sight of the weeds keeping the gardens alive in their own way.
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[…] Twiglet 208 a long silence […]
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This 99 word haibun has the haiku first:
(91) Damned Family 1p (Jesse Reads Another Clue)
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[…] the lonely and socially isolated during this, another lockdown. Mish's twiglet 'a long silence' gave impetus to some get-the-ball-rolling poetry writing as I join with others @dVerse for Open […]
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thanks for getting my mojo rolling with this twiglet
https://poetrypix.com/2021/01/07/muffledom/
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My husband has the radio volume too high, the TV too high, and a bit of silence makes my ears ring.
By the way, it’s not Mish who brings you weekly Twiglets, it’s me, Misky. We are two different people. 😃
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Yes I know that but my mind in muffledom – sorted!
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No problem. I just didn’t want you think that you were “writing” to lovely Mish.
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both of you are lovely ❤
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[…] This poem is in response to Misky’s Twiglet #208: a long silence. […]
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