The sky is not a backdrop.
It’s a question.
#Firmament submissions are open.
#Slimline #PoemsAbout #PoetsOfBluesky
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#PoetsofBlueSky
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Here's the new #poem I posted today! Give it a read and enjoy!
#amwriting #writingcommunity #poetsofbluesky #skypoets #chronicillness #mentalhealth #writersofbluesky #bskypoets #blueskypoetry
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Circular desert plant of white wildflowers
#7syllablesentence #willing
#poem #poetry #poetsofbluesky
Are we willing to face fear
To see our missteps
Let go of numbness
Hold hands with our enemy
Cry a thousand tears
And bury all the children
Victims of our greed
Are we ready to
Relearn connection
Rebuild integrity
And hope again
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Natural "door" at the bottom of a rock face, shaped by a waterfall which is currently not flowing.
#emoetry #agony #haiku #poem #poetry #writingcommunity #poetsofbluesky #portal #rock
Finding the portal
Connecting to times unknown
Agony and joy
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#ourpoetryx #amwriting #writingcommunity #poetry #bskypoets #blueskypoetry #poetsofbluesky #chronicillness #prompt #testinglimits
Reaching out too far
Testing limits within
Storing theories in a jar
Asking where I've been
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#ourpoetryx #amwriting #writingcommunity #poetry #bskypoets #blueskypoetry #poetsofbluesky #chronicillness #prompt #opentochange
I shall be open to change and blessed dreams
With finished sentences that end in questions
While becoming what I should have been before
It's the inevitable future's lie
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#BSPP52 #amwriting #writingcommunity #poetry #bskypoets #blueskypoetry #poetsofbluesky #chronicillness #prompt
#spectralrainbows
Laugh best at the worst words
Kneel before the spectral rainbows
Worship before the altar of information
Pretend nothing lest something breaks down
Try and follow through
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#BSPP52 #amwriting #writingcommunity #poetry #bskypoets #blueskypoetry #poetsofbluesky #chronicillness #prompt
#Howlingwinds
Outside the howling winds betray the sky's fear
Defensive, left behind, it thrashes and writhes
What we might offer it, it denies and refuses
Eventually it turns away from us
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#dailyhaiku #amwriting #writingcommunity #poetry #bskypoets #blueskypoetry #poetsofbluesky #chronicillness #prompt
#Sowing what will be
It stings when you must obey
Why would you fight it?
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#haikuhorrorprompt #amwriting #writingcommunity #poetry #bskypoets #blueskypoetry #poetsofbluesky #chronicillness #prompt
She was #abducted
It was the former clown's fault
She will write a book
What was the question?
The #novice preps the table
All answers are found
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#haikuhorrorprompt #amwriting #writingcommunity #poetry #bskypoets #blueskypoetry #poetsofbluesky #chronicillness #prompt
Will you fire the shot?
Foretold it must #transpire soon
Trust the evidence
#Ravenous lost soul
Living off only remains
Needing a free meal
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New #poem is up! Give it a read.
#amwriting #writingcommunity #poetsofbluesky #skypoets #chronicillness #mentalhealth #writersofbluesky #bskypoets #blueskypoetry #poetry
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The last few years have been heavy for me.
I find writing things down the best way to process my reality and all of the thoughts and emotions that come with it.
Poetry does what speaking my truth out loud can't.
#reflectivewriting #poetsofbluesky #innerworld #thoughtfulwriting
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Groucho Marx (1890–1977) This is no way to live! Teetering on starched sheets, hard pillows, as I wait to fall — so many needle marks, I feel as though I’ve spent my time here wooing a reluctant porcupine. But waiting here is better than what waits for me in turn: the entrance to a club that I don’t want to join.
"Groucho Marx".
from "Last Words" - a sequence of poems each starting with the last words (sometimes apocryphal) of a well-known person.
#poem #poetry #skypoets #blueskypoets #poetsofbluesky #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity #lastwords #grouchomarx
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#Poetryprompt #Eternity #PoetsofBluesky In one of my universes, seeking immortality is a bad idea in so many unique ways.
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Distant thunderclaps
rattles the skeletal woods,
in somber evenfall
incandescent embers faintly
illumining the corymb,
dewy haze clings
to withered crocuses,
ghostly remembrance
fueling the agony.
#inkmine #BSPP52 #poetry #emoetry #vssfantasy #vss365 #poetsofbluesky #horrorprompt #thingstowriteabout
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Snowbank by the sea at sunset. Seagull sits on a snowy firepit next to the sea. Partly cloudy skies and rippled sea. Poem is imposed over the image.
Happy National Poetry Month! Poetry with all the feels might be good medicine for these times.
#Alaska #AlaskaSky #Nationalpoetrymonth #poetsofbluesky
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Poetry helps us understand the world & our place in it. Here’s my poem at West Trade Review!
#poetsofbluesky #NationalPoetryMonth #AlaskaSky #Alaska
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Excerpt from Biljana Vasilevska's poem "Gifts from my uncle, who no longer remembers me" published in Issue 177.
Featured this week in The New Quarterly is Biljana Vasilevska's "Gifts from my uncle, who no longer remembers me" from Issue 177! Click here to read the full poem: tnq.ca/story/gifts-...
#featuredread #poetry #poetsofbluesky
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agony tells you
you are one who loves... a lot
please don’t change that
#Emoetry #Agony #Senryu #Haiku #Poetry #Micropoetry #JustWrite #PoetsOfBluesky #WritingCommunity
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raise the bar gently
not every climb needs to hurt
see how high we go
#haikufeels #Bar #Senryu #Haiku #Poetry #Micropoetry #JustWrite #WritingCommunity #PoetsOfBluesky
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ink finds its way out
what i held in too long spills
into something kind
#vss365 #Ink #Senryu #Haiku #Poetry #Micropoetry #JustWrite #WritingCommunity #PoetsOfBluesky
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At dusk we wait where quiet trains depart,
Soft amber light wraps gently ‘round your heart,
The fading sky reflects in your eyes so true,
And every journey feels like home with you.
#BlueSkyPoetry
#SkyPoets #Poetry #PoetsOfBlueSky #BraveWrite #Poem #ScreenWriter #poet #poetrysky #poetsky
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Silence. Distance. Belief.
If your work sits comfortably in uncertainty, we want to read it.
#Firmament #Slimline #PoemsAbout #PoetsOfBluesky
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The Day After
(A villanelle response, kinda)
#Poetry #WritingCommunity #PoetsOfBlueSky #PoetrySky #PoetsSky
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20. Afterwards graft line from “Deserted Nest Box” David Morley, in The Gypsy and the Poet (Carcanet Press, 2013) death is not the end. the world continues, causal chains and reasoned actions don't all cease, the cosmos doesn't disappear. but those who mourn are constantly reminded of things' endings: skeletons of fallen trees lie beside, skulls of leaf litter, hairless, skinless, fleshless; new-grave molehills, lichened rocks with shifting shadows, almost words of loss; the grey remains of fires, powdery, caught by a gust of wind to rise, swirl, fall.
21. Regret graft line from “Chorus of Furies” Basil Bunting, in Redimiculum Matellarum (privately printed, Milan, 1930) the light was too thin, diluted by the darkness. the hedgerow stretched out dim, obscured by rising ink. the punctuating trees were unheard exclamation marks. the faint dusk chorus hung, damp washing on the mist-filled air. the fading sun picked out the last skin of the flayed: despair. a definite yet indistinct miasma hung around the country lane, the fitful breeze unable to dispel the charnel stink.
22. Acceptance graft line from “The Apple Trees” Louise Glück, in The House on Marshland (Ecco Press, 1975) there is no racism among the dead — all skeletons are white, all flesh is red. their grief was indiscriminate; hot tears were shed for all whose hard remains were scattered there. but finally their eyes were clear. they sat upon the blood-stained ground and counted out the whittled ribs, the scrimshawed scapulæ, the skulls from which all hope had fled. they traced the injuries, disease, and diet — wear on teeth disclosed the grains from which they baked their bread, the bones told complex tales of childhood meals, of hunting, gathering, of times of plenty, times of dread.
23. Skidoo graft line from “But What Is the Reader to Make of All This?” John Ashbery, in A Wave (Carcanet Press, 1984) after all this time, this striving for a voice, he finds one, hones it, sharpens it to a precise distinctness... then finds one that is near identical for sale at four pounds ninety-five. mild disappointment, surely, little more — and yet he dives into a lake of pain, an absence of proportion drowning him. his lungs fill with silence.
Nos 20-23 from "Hard Graft on the Half Shell", a sequence of poems grown around one-line grafts taken from other poets' poems.
#poem #poetry #skypoets #blueskypoets #poetsofbluesky #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity #hardgraft
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#OurpoetryX #amwriting #writingcommunity #poetry #bskypoets #blueskypoetry #poetsofbluesky #chronicillness #prompt
A picture pure
identified
A theory stands
#enlightenment
A whisper heard
believed
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While this notebook entry isn't writing related, it is part of the process.
A lot of what I write begins with understanding my relationship with recovery, grief and the body I live in now. I often find that the notebook holds the thoughts that later become the lines.
#poetsofbluesky #recovery
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#BSPP52 #amwriting #writingcommunity #poetry #bskypoets #blueskypoetry #poetsofbluesky #chronicillness #prompt
#incandescentmud
Standing waist deep in incandescent mud
Offers sweeping change movements tried
Catch a glimpse of fearful tirades fueled
Rise above the moments to see the truth
You do win
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