Another #FragmentsFriday!

‘The Crocuses Erupt’ in 18 words.

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For this week’s #FragmentsFriday,

‘Consuming Another Day’s News’

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I understand completely! 🙏

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For this week’s #FragmentsFriday,

Humanity, It Seems

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For this week’s #FragmentsFriday,

The Schoolgirls of Minab

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Thanks a million!

Much appreciated!

I forgot to post here yesterday for #FragmentsFriday! Thanks to @matthewmcsmith.bsky.social and @blackboughpoetry.bsky.social

Inspired by the worst blizzard in Rhode Island history and all the other storms we live with.

Thrilled to be selected along with Dorian Nightingale among so many incredible poems for this week’s #FragmmentsFriday!

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Joint winners of #fragmentsfriday

Andy Perrin @andyperrincycling.bsky.social
Dorian Nightingale

Another week and a high bar maintained! 🏆 🏆

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A new #MicroPoem for #FragmentsFriday!

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Have a great Friday everyone!

Winter
and winter
and winter,

for how long
another
winter?

Andy Perrin, 2026

amidst winter
in minuscule moments
I see everything

#vss365 #miniscule

February storm
touching the falling sky
in cold shivers

#vss365 #touch

the ache
of each regret
in a

poem

#vss365 #ache

pale blue morning
wondering if herons
call it solitude

#vss365 #pale

snowfall
recirculating the
blood of earth

#vss365 #blood

One day in August
I’ll reach back longingly

to the anvil cold and lambent
moonlight on deep February snow

but today, I do wish for the sultry
sweet subtle scents of summer.

#vss365 #lambent

starkest winter
bettering the ghost stories
of summer

#vss365 #ghost

Thanks a million, Peter!

winter thrummed
is thrumming will
thrum thrum thrum

until it snows and
reds are more red

#vss365 #thrum

winter is drawn
obfuscating our days
in dreamscapes

#vss365 #obfuscate

The old oaks quivered
in the nor’easter’s wailing.

Bits fell in the scrum, but
quiet returned in stillness

and the roots, deep roots,
held fast during the storm.

#vss365 #quiver

on the cusp
reading the chapter on
fascism again

#vss365 #cusp

Twas a minute past seven,
I was already late,
my bicycle didn’t mind.

My gears were grinding,
the slightest drizzle
glazed oaks and roads.

Some days I ride the same
stretches my dad rode,
wondering where he stopped

to notice these small things.

#vss365 #drizzle #FromOneLine

winter blues
drifting aimlessly in cold
unmoored politics

#vss365 #unmoor

white pine boughs
a country bends before
she breaks

#vss365 #bend

looming gloom
the warped weft of this
American fabric

#vss365 #loom