A well versed subject with a modern tilt for Friday
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A well versed subject with a modern tilt for Friday
#promptcombo #AChangeOfUse
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My offering for Thursday.
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This👆maybe fits @thewombwellrainbow.bsky.social’s #promptcombo theme #achangeofuse
Final thanks to Paul Short @paulwritespoems.bsky.social for making me Feb’s Poetic Voice. So generous & perceptive about my words & readings (all poems recorded in threads)
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Biscuit Grandpa’s stroke puts us all in hospital, where the beds are complicated engineering, tubular steel with thick chips of white paint in odd half-hidden places, and the limitless linoleum shines like ice, the sheen bucket-flung. The ruffled plateau towering above my head where familiar winds swirl, of no concern to me or my Matchbox car underneath. Across the ward another propped-up face, a pale loaf rescued dented from the bottom of the bag. A soft mouth moves and language shuffles some early steps. Under those thin sheets a cantilever jerks until a round digestive beams in full its startling beigeness. I watch, mesmerised, as the biscuit waves weakly at two blind nurses and a passing caravan of coated strangers. It was coin. I understand that now. A sovereign mounted in a bony clasp, the proffered compact for attention, to attract the Ferryman to an iron-bedded untended shore.
Hullo @thewombwellrainbow.bsky.social and to #promptcombo #achangeofuse
An old one for a great prompt Paul!
‘We are in the Presence of Great Evil’
Content warning - genocide, organ harvesting, collective trauma 🩸
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Death of a shopkeeper i.m. Leslie Burch Still we tell our children they have all the time in the world, try to make them immortal. They came to you with pennies, and you’d sugarcoat our lies – make days seem everlasting. How do we sweeten the truth?
For this week's #promptcombo on the theme of #achangeofuse, a poem about a local shopkeeper who died of throat cancer in 2012.
With adults, he was surly. But with children, a model of patience and kindness. And though his shop never changed its use after his death, it was nonetheless changed by it.
∴ foliage drifts over the empty doors timber learnesces into the greenborn-first language of revolution the room forgethes itself becomes passagrove enchanted light pools along the floor knells for rainlight that wabi-sabi smile clings, unclaimant fueled beneath calm waiting for monochrome moss smirkles to issue the mushin decree nothing wastured only renamified the oak origaming pu feral nascent and everything learns another way ∴
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My offering for Tuesday Human Zoos
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Poem - The air…
Thank you Paul, for your #promptcombo this week and your intense theme #AChangeOfUse . I find that nothing changes use more than a storm. Love to all.
A poem by Debbie Ross entitled Planning Permission Pending You can scar the land with eighteen tidy greens, plough moss and maram for your fairways across the already fine, fair ways of wild whin and wild rose. You can get the planners on side with your fancy golf hotel and promises, and call it paradise, forever change this wild landscape, shaped by wind and sea. Your plans will re-shape and destroy what's endured for millennia, yet you seed your own destruction with each trade.
Hello #PromptCombo crew. Thanks for this week’s #AChangeOfUse @thewombwellrainbow.bsky.social My offering is a #WIP.
I don’t think we’ll get the decision now until after the Scottish elections but I will never forgive them if they destroy Coul protected habitat.
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The Ballad of a Working Woman At eight years old I stood so small, My chin just met the counter edge. I wrapped and bagged and stacked the stall, While Mom and Dad kept cash in pledge. At sixteen I escaped the bell, A warm-lit office took me in. Among the grown-ups, life went well; Till steel and sleaze wore paper-thin I work, therefore I am. For others to command. A life half-owned, a working hand. Yet still I make my stand. At eighteen jobs came fast and wild, Each one a fleeting flame. I chased the wind, a reckless child; The work became a game. By twenty-two I found my place, A job, a man, a course to climb. Each gift arrived with hidden face, Each broke me, over time. I work, therefore I am. For others to command. A life half-owned, a working hand. Yet still I make my stand. At thirty came the reckoning: To quit, or to endure. I chose the grind, the suffering, My terms were mine no more.
I worked to hold what I had made, To tend the home and flame; To love anew, to not let fade, My family, friends my name. I work, therefore I am. For others to command. A life half-owned, a working hand. Yet still I make my stand. The jobs grew sharp, my spirit thin; My shell a broken toy. The stress, the pills, the daily din. A worn down husk of stolen joy. At forty-five I woke and knew, This cage was mine, no key. Would sixty-seven see me through, Or break the bones of me? I work, therefore I am. For others to command. A life half-owned, a working hand. Yet still I make my stand. And on I work, the engine hums, For bills, for walls, for bread. For love that asks, for time that numbs, For duty’s voice unsaid. I work, therefore I am. For others to command. A life half-owned, a working hand. Yet still I make my stand.
@thewombwellrainbow.bsky.social thanks for a doozy of a #promptcombo this week.
Here is my offering (and I've been told not to apologise for my long poems, so I'm not going to!)
#AChangeOfUse
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how we got rid of vaccinations blamed them for causing autism crimininalised scientists for doing their job — platformed creationism bleach enemas purified our enemies and offspring alike, weeding out all weak ones who wouldn't have made it anyway — superior genetics through prayer and chelation, tools to banish heavy metals and heavy thought? heavy doses of mega-vitamins the kids are quite alright, mind you early onset cancer just happens generational curse of autism broke our valiant elders paving the way for new pandemics, raising ignorance to new levels.
My contribution to #promptcombo
#aChangeOfUse with thanks to @thewombwellrainbow.bsky.social
might be a bitter pill to swallow.
#poetry #poetrycommunity
Thank you to @thewombwellrainbow.bsky.social for the opportunity to contribute.
For #promtpcombo #achangeofuse , something that we have all lived to see in some form.
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Thank you @thewombwellrainbow.bsky.social for hosting this week’s #PromptCombo and this compelling #AChangeofUse prompt. I was framing an idea and this helped direct me.
For today's #PromptCombo #AChangeofUse I used the wrong tag #ChangeofUse. Apologies @thewombwellrainbow.bsky.social
and all! Here it is again
Happy Monday. Thanks @thewombwellrainbow.bsky.social for this week's #AChangeOfUse #promptcombo. This was inspired during a trip a couple years ago to visit our daughter studying in New Zealand.
It occurs to me Paul that the poem Revisiting, which Paul Short added last week to his profile of me on The Book Bag (last poem to be added this Wednesday) has relates in part to your #promptcombo theme #achangeofuse Recording below 👇 & text on TBB site in the thread #poetsonbluesky #poetrycommunity
What I love about @thewombwellrainbow.bsky.social 's #promptcombo hosting weeks is that they always garner fresh perspectives and make you work a bit 💪🏼
All welcome to contribute, tag Paul and #AChangeOfUse in your response
Reform it used to be we would make things for ourselves trade them with neighbours in an economy of reciprocity it used to be that we made things for the people around us bought and sold because there was a need in an economy of commerce now it seems families can’t survive on what they’re paid blaming immigrants as social security subsidises the profits of the Tesco-class in their economy of greed
Well, thanks Paul for a real challenge of a #PromptCombo this week, #AChangeOfUse was definitely outside my poetic comfort zone but always fun to stray! @thewombwellrainbow.bsky.social #poems #poetry #poetrycommunity.
Einhornhöhle* My tusk-horn, Erupted from lip or lobe, Ground into dust and flakes, Mixed with saffron and cochineal, To ward off plague, To purify tainted water. Intact, my spiral Seals diplomatic missions, Shields Grand Inquisitor from Assassins and poison quills. My marrow, melted by groundwater, Opens up hollows in the Karst landscape - now cave-lit by a Thickset folk at their Glacial Maximum, Forking fire and flint. Brow-rounded, Winter-hardy, they cook my giant-deer Phalanx, etching Europe’s first Artwork out of my Softened hoof ridge. Later Magdalenians Venerate my antlered form, Skull-cupped libations sprinkled on My lardered carcasses. Of my soul and Flesh, they make meat, drink, home, hide, Hearth, spear and spindle. Age-of-Light sage, librarian, Charmed by his calculus of blind Conjecture, recreates my skeleton in a Sketch – bones cribbed from Mandible, scapula, femur, and Humerus of the Sabre-toothed. But one who truly knows me - Hermit, sightless seer, Wild-wise woman – meets me in a Dream; gently pats my mane, Croup, coronet, withers, and fetlocks – Cups My twisted cone, richly innervated - Senses, through her fingertips, that She is in mortal danger - From a Clutch of Frankish shock troops Closing in on her cave. Vanguard of a new creed that Commands us to make meat and Drink of their hanged god, they are Led-tipped and goaded by a Black-clad mad monk, Saxon Savonarola. I bear her away in haste to the Sanctuary of the Brocken Coven. Finding the cave void of his prey, The monk whooshes into a pillar of Violet flame that reduces him to a Bubbling, blistering pool of pitch. Seeping into Earth’s deep cisterns, it Cools, hardens into Black beads, pearls, gems that will, in Time, line the Ribbed vaults of my Mammoth-aurochs Ossuary. ©Jan Peters/Solivagant Wisdom, 2025 *Unicorn Cave
©Jan Peters/Solivagant Wisdom, 2024 Entrance (r.) & Niche (l.) of the Steinkirche ("Stone Church") Cave in the Southern Harz, Lower Saxony, Germany
©Jan Peters/Solivagant Wisdom, 2024 View from inside of entrance to Steinkirche ("Stone Church") Cave in the Southern Harz, Lower Saxony, Germany
©Jan Peters/Solivagant Wisdom, 2008 Rear end of chestnut horse in stable
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OMINIOUS TELETYPEWRITERS
Phoning on my TV set
texting on my phone,
using laptop for both,
a printshop at elbow,
using radio waves for all.
I remember when that wasn't.
#promptcombo #achangeofuse #silly #rude
I apologise for this
My fears about the moon on a Monday morning
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For this week's #PromptCombo #AChangeOfUse with @thewombwellrainbow.bsky.social
Will try to catch up with everyone later.
Macadamia Brittle by S. Reeson let me out I’m trapped I used to be a staple but now the bottom’s dropped a market is in free-fall that label I am frayed and damaged how will men be able to identify my worth to barter me as chattel when so spoilt? then the angel on my shoulder retches drenching me unexpectedly in nuts that sweet will do more damage to me than to anyone who craves that which I previously tasted of living on serial and milked on stress your impotence is not my problem caged without permission I now shatter and it will be you that must be shamed
For #AChangeofUse #PromptCombo @thewombwellrainbow.bsky.social I am currently experiencing a period of alternative lifestyle perceptive reasoning and general upheval.
Life is funny.
#PromptCombo host this week is Paul with a very interesting #AChangeOfUse
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Have a wonderful week my friend❤️
A really interesting prompt Paul #AChangeofUse
I hope #promptcombo goes really well for you this week - I’m sure it will!
Mermaid My song muffled beneath a glass dome. Out of water a stuffed ornament. I cannot tempt men anymore. My voice entice men to shipwreck on rocks of their own gullibility. A warning beast constructed by men half fish, half woman meant to deter. Muted curiosity for exhibition to all women and beasts as would speak up for themselves to be accused of stridency, irrelevancy, prattle and nonsense, Whilst our enforced silence is considered dumbness and linked to our looks. To you we are slippery fish, or fishwomen capture you in our nets to be beheaded and filleted. Ever make a fantasy of another as a real woman you cannot manage or control.
Thank you Fidel for last weeks stunning stint. The #promptcombo for this week is #AChangeOfUse
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