March was my first 'Writer Diaries' micropoetry post - where I essentially stick all the little bits and bobs of micropoetry I've written in the month into one blogpost, so that it's not lost forever in the mire of my Twitter feed.
Much less micropoetry from li'l old me this month, though.
I guess that's what happens when my method is essentially:
- have random phrases going round and round my head
- write them down (usually directly into the Tweet box)
- head is now free of random phrases (woo!)
Not for the first time,
Why they would make a girl of ink,
Into flesh and bone...
But surely you knew this before?
That she liked to watch the transient
Fade into decay
While celebrating and mourning the same?
My Shadow Man -
I dread the day
When you shadow another.
Am I your Shadow Girl?
You thought my spark had gone out
I'm a wildfire -
And I still burn
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