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Memory drifts
out of reach.

#7syllablesentence #prompt #drift #amwriting #BlueSkyPoetry #poetryCommunity #MicroPoetry

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A towering, 158 foot high 200 year old, spruce tree that divided into two. It is distinctive as this forest was harvested for spruce lumber during WWI to build aircraft. Thus few spruce trees are over 100 years old. There is a haiku that reads:

the mighty tree stands
surviving wildfires and war -
testament to life

Poem and photo by Robert Emond.

A towering, 158 foot high 200 year old, spruce tree that divided into two. It is distinctive as this forest was harvested for spruce lumber during WWI to build aircraft. Thus few spruce trees are over 100 years old. There is a haiku that reads: the mighty tree stands surviving wildfires and war - testament to life Poem and photo by Robert Emond.

#Emoetry | #Mighty

the mighty tree stands
surviving wildfires and war -
testament to life

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#Haiku #Senryu #Haiga #Poetry #Writing #writesky #WritingCommunity #poetrycommunity
#skypoets #blueskypoetry #poetrysky
#ImageAndVerse
#PictureAndAPoem #Photography
#WestCoastKin #ECK

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Trust breaks first
in the taste left.

#7syllablesentence #prompt #taste #amwriting #BlueSkyPoetry #poetryCommunity #MicroPoetry

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Matilda told such Dreadful Lies,
It made one Gasp and Stretch one's Eyes;
Her Aunt, who, from her Earliest Youth,
Had kept a Strict Regard for Truth,
Attempted to Believe Matilda:
The effort very nearly killed her,
And would have done so, had not She
Discovered this Infirmity.
For once, towards the Close of Day,
Matilda, growing tired of play,
And finding she was left alone,
Went tiptoe to the Telephone
And summoned the Immediate Aid
Of London's Noble Fire-Brigade.
Within an hour the Gallant Band
Were pouring in on every hand,
From Putney, Hackney Downs, and Bow
With Courage high and Hearts a-glow
They galloped, roaring through the Town
'Matilda's House is Burning Down!'
Inspired by British Cheers and Loud
Proceeding from the Frenzied Crowd,
They ran their ladders through a score
Of windows on the Ball Room Floor;
And took Peculiar Pains to Souse
The Pictures up and down the House,
Until Matilda's Aunt succeeded
In showing them they were not needed;
And even then she had to pay
To get the Men to go away!

Matilda told such Dreadful Lies, It made one Gasp and Stretch one's Eyes; Her Aunt, who, from her Earliest Youth, Had kept a Strict Regard for Truth, Attempted to Believe Matilda: The effort very nearly killed her, And would have done so, had not She Discovered this Infirmity. For once, towards the Close of Day, Matilda, growing tired of play, And finding she was left alone, Went tiptoe to the Telephone And summoned the Immediate Aid Of London's Noble Fire-Brigade. Within an hour the Gallant Band Were pouring in on every hand, From Putney, Hackney Downs, and Bow With Courage high and Hearts a-glow They galloped, roaring through the Town 'Matilda's House is Burning Down!' Inspired by British Cheers and Loud Proceeding from the Frenzied Crowd, They ran their ladders through a score Of windows on the Ball Room Floor; And took Peculiar Pains to Souse The Pictures up and down the House, Until Matilda's Aunt succeeded In showing them they were not needed; And even then she had to pay To get the Men to go away!

#Poetry
#BlueskyPoetry
#HilaireBelloc
#CautionaryTales

Matilda by Hilaire Belloc
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swell of desire
jolted into wakefulness
a savoring moan
#haiku #senryu #poetry #poetrycommunity #haikucommunity #BlueSkyPoetry #blueskypoets #haikufeels #ResistanceUnited #VetsResist #BlueSkyVets #GeneralStrike #EpsteinCoverUp #TheResistance #EpsteinFiles #NoKings #Resist #Refuse #Rebel #Revolt

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In jasmine blooms, so soft and white,
Love unfolds in silent light,
A fragrant whisper in the air,
A tender promise, pure and rare.
#BlueSkyPoetry
#SkyPoets #Poetry #PoetsOfBlueSky #BraveWrite #Poem #ScreenWriter #poet #poetrysky #poetsky

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A revolutionary idea forms
beneath thought as pressure,
old rules soften into silence,
new order rises
from fractured certainty,
systems return altered,
holding a shape
that resists settling.

#OurPoetryX #prompt #revolutionary #PoetryCommunity #poetry #BlueSkyPoetry

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Apr. 19: "After the Evening Star"

The sky settles into absence,
a tempered hush where
radiance once abided,
and the gaze persists,
seeking what has
already withdrawn—
a thin line of light smudged
across cooling glass.

#BlueSkyRemnant #BlueSkyPoetry #Poetry #Poem #WritingCommunity

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Apr. 19

Wind drives them flat,
storm-bent daffodils,
necks creased near breaking,
petals cupping mud and rain.
Stems hold a buried curve,
green memory under strain,
slow lift already written
along the bend.

#BlueSkyPoetry #prompt storm-bent daffodils #BSPP52 #AprilStormlight

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Apr. 19 — Grass bows beneath sunlight.

Yield to radiance.

#ThreeWordGenre #prompt #April #BlueSkypoetry #poetry #writingCommunity #amwriting #writersCommunity #poetryCommunity

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An American flag flying againt a deep blue sky with free verse that reads:

I used to loathe the snail's pace that the government moves at. 
Then came 2024 - destruction running at social media speed. 
Now I understand!
The friction protected us from swindlers, morons and psychopaths.  
Now my loathing is reserved for those who would destroy our society for their personal gains. 

Poem and photo by Robert Emond.

An American flag flying againt a deep blue sky with free verse that reads: I used to loathe the snail's pace that the government moves at. Then came 2024 - destruction running at social media speed. Now I understand! The friction protected us from swindlers, morons and psychopaths. Now my loathing is reserved for those who would destroy our society for their personal gains. Poem and photo by Robert Emond.

#Emoetry | #Loathing

"Loathing the Pace"

#FreeVerse #Poetry #WritingCommunity
#WritingPrompts #Writing #writesky
#poetrycommunity #poetryprompt
#skypoets #blueskypoetry #poetrysky
#ImageAndVerse
#PictureAndAPoem #Photography
#WestCoastKin #ECK

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#Fantaiku banner. An image of a young man standing face to face with a giant lizard. Their chance meeting in a magical land is just the beginning of an amazing adventure. AI-tagged image credit: creativeralph on Pixabay.

#Fantaiku banner. An image of a young man standing face to face with a giant lizard. Their chance meeting in a magical land is just the beginning of an amazing adventure. AI-tagged image credit: creativeralph on Pixabay.

From @ayisi_yaw on X, the weekly #Fantaiku #prompt starting 18 April 2026 is:

#ROCK 🪨 🗿

#AmWriting
#BlueSkyPoetry
#Fantasy
#Haiku
#MicroPoem
#PoetsOfBlueSky
#Poetry
#PoetryCommunity
#WritingPrompts

🎨 creativeralph | pixabay

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Evening Stillness

The evening settles round
To seek the lion’s ground,
His stillness most profound.

The glow shows calmer face
As if to find its place
Within a state of grace.

#poem #poemoftheday #poetry #wildlife #animal #photooftheday #Photography #blueskyphoto #photo #blueskypoetry #lion

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Small 5 petalled white wildflowers

Small 5 petalled white wildflowers

#haikufeels #bloom #haiku #poem #poetry #blueskypoet #blueskypoetry #writingcommunity #poetsofbluesky #flowers #bloomscrolling #wildflowers

A short rainstorm
Calls desert wildflowers
To bloom again

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An attempt /and failure\
poem day 🙌✌️✌️

#booksky #blueskypoetry #poem #poetry

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Sapphire sky,
Hushed homestead,
Elder oak.

@trilisypoetry.bsky.social #amWriting @fravery.bsky.social
#BlueSkyPrompt13 #poetryCommunity #poetry #poem #BlueSkyPoetry

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breathe fire—
there’s too much of it
inside me.

I long to
collapse mountains with my screaming,
stun armies of men to their deaths—

to rip buildings down with my bare hands,
catch planes
and hurl them at the sun.

To throw myself
down a flight of stairs
like a rag doll—
bones cracking, splintering apart,
limbs tangled and askew.

To rip my heart out
in front of the world
and feel its chambers
gush between my teeth.

Guttural.
The feeling is—
guttural.

I want to claw myself
into the cold, clay earth,
let it take the heat from me,
press this violence flat
until it hardens
back into memory.

Take it—
take back my rage.

Take it from my hands
before I learn how to use it.

Take it
before it becomes me.

breathe fire— there’s too much of it inside me. I long to collapse mountains with my screaming, stun armies of men to their deaths— to rip buildings down with my bare hands, catch planes and hurl them at the sun. To throw myself down a flight of stairs like a rag doll— bones cracking, splintering apart, limbs tangled and askew. To rip my heart out in front of the world and feel its chambers gush between my teeth. Guttural. The feeling is— guttural. I want to claw myself into the cold, clay earth, let it take the heat from me, press this violence flat until it hardens back into memory. Take it— take back my rage. Take it from my hands before I learn how to use it. Take it before it becomes me.

I’ve got a resonant throwback poem and four free hours to move this energy out of my body—before it starts making decisions for me. 😂🔥

#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry

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Another that emerged from #gravity for #PoemsAbout
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
#poetrycommunity #poetry #poem #poems #skypoets #blueskypoets #blueskypoetry #poetsofbluesky #skypoet #writingcommunity

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#blueskypoetry
There was a time
when apes ruled.

and the outlook was grim.

In no time at all
we will be done.

with evolution.
#poetry

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A close-up of a layered golden-yellow hibiscus flower in full bloom. Its curled petals lit by sunlight. At the center, a cluster of red-tipped stigma stands out against the yellow. Green leaves and a small bud frame the flower, with a blurred garden background.

A close-up of a layered golden-yellow hibiscus flower in full bloom. Its curled petals lit by sunlight. At the center, a cluster of red-tipped stigma stands out against the yellow. Green leaves and a small bud frame the flower, with a blurred garden background.

the sun’s investiture
unfurling in her curls
red constellation

by C. Oulens

#vss365 : #investiture
#haiga #haiku #senryu
#Oulens #BlueskyPoetry #micropoetry #poetry #poetrycommunity #NaPoWriMo #WritingCommunity

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The wind takes my
Knees but the noose
Holds my breath, silken
Caressed, thanks in
My chest pours
Outward to the crowd
Good cheers all
Around as the red now
I see, I look to the sky
Let go, and I breathe

#poisonpen #silkennoose
#poetry #prompt
#writingcommunity
#blueskypoetry

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#haikufeels | #bloom

spring Flower blooming
scent of life permeates senses
cycle turns anew

#Haiku #Senryu #Haiga #Tanka
#PictureAndAPoem #Photography
#WestCoastKin #ECK
#skypoets #blueskypoetry #poetrysky

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With thanks to our host @alanparrywriter.co.uk and @thebrokenspine.co.uk for #PoemsAbout #gravity

#poetrycommunity #poetry #poem #poems #skypoets #blueskypoets #blueskypoetry #poetsofbluesky #skypoet #writingcommunity

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A ghost, though invisible, still is like a place
your sight can knock on, echoing; but here
within this thick black pelt, your strongest gaze
will be absorbed and utterly disappear:

just as a raving madman, when nothing else
can ease him, charges into his dark night
howling, pounds on the padded wall, and feels
the rage being taken in and pacified.

She seems to hide all looks that have ever fallen
into her, so that, like an audience,
she can look them over, menacing and sullen,
and curl to sleep with them. But all at once

as if awakened, she turns her face to yours;
and with a shock, you see yourself, tiny,
inside the golden amber of her eyeballs
suspended, like a prehistoric fly.

A ghost, though invisible, still is like a place your sight can knock on, echoing; but here within this thick black pelt, your strongest gaze will be absorbed and utterly disappear: just as a raving madman, when nothing else can ease him, charges into his dark night howling, pounds on the padded wall, and feels the rage being taken in and pacified. She seems to hide all looks that have ever fallen into her, so that, like an audience, she can look them over, menacing and sullen, and curl to sleep with them. But all at once as if awakened, she turns her face to yours; and with a shock, you see yourself, tiny, inside the golden amber of her eyeballs suspended, like a prehistoric fly.

#Poetry
#BlueskyPoetry
#RainerMariaRilke
#Caturday

The Black Cat by Rainer Maria Rilke

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An semi-abstract drawing that is turned into a haiga. The picture shows a figure with two very long arms reaching up towards a ball that is made of a coiling wavy strand. The haiku reads:

hurt living in fear,
the world seems unbearable-
embrace love to live

Art by Josiah poem by Robert Emond.

An semi-abstract drawing that is turned into a haiga. The picture shows a figure with two very long arms reaching up towards a ball that is made of a coiling wavy strand. The haiku reads: hurt living in fear, the world seems unbearable- embrace love to live Art by Josiah poem by Robert Emond.

#completethehaiga 146 #prompt

hurt living in fear,
the world seems unbearable-
embrace love to live

#Haiku #Senryu #Haiga #Tanka
#FreeVerse #Poetry #Micropoetry
#poetrycommunity #poetryprompt
#skypoets #blueskypoetry #poetrysky
#PictureAndAPoem #WestCoastKin #ECK
@completethehaiga.bsky.social

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a dark bloom
drifting through the marsh
bitter croaks
#haiku #senryu #poetry #poetrycommunity #haikucommunity #BlueSkyPoetry #blueskypoets #haikufeels #ResistanceUnited #VetsResist #BlueSkyVets #GeneralStrike #EpsteinCoverUp #TheResistance #TrumpsteinFiles #NoKings #FuckTrump #SheShed #RiseUp

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I mean no offense to residents of the Isle of Wight. My only intent was to offend those from #Lymington.

#PoemsAbout #gravity
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
#poetrycommunity #poetry #poem #poems #skypoets #blueskypoets #blueskypoetry #poetsofbluesky #skypoet #writingcommunity #prose #verse #vss365

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I am loved,
and I feel it in
the great weight
of responsibility.

I am loved,
and I accept it,
graciously, as
a concept
in my mind.

I am loved,
as long
as I can be
relied upon
the right way.

I am loved,
but my body
won’t believe it
for a second
here.

#Poetry
#BlueskyPoetry

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Given a blank page as
A line starts forming and
Thought turns into place where
Each word moves the ground under
Walls no longer hold while
All that was distant
You step into it

#AprilAcrostic #gateway #poetry #writing #poem #skypoets #blueskypoetry @daveashleypoet.bsky.social

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dirty iridescent fog lingered
as I stared blankly
out the window - I swear
this place used to be peaceful,
now it's a creeping void
redemption was denied
long ago, and now
the unblessed limp and
stumble through each day
like zombies and - sorry,
was that a tumbleweed?
that's how dead this place is! 
death and loathing
in a cubicle, man.

dirty iridescent fog lingered as I stared blankly out the window - I swear this place used to be peaceful, now it's a creeping void redemption was denied long ago, and now the unblessed limp and stumble through each day like zombies and - sorry, was that a tumbleweed? that's how dead this place is! death and loathing in a cubicle, man.

This one was strange in many ways.

#BedroomEyes #emoetry #Moonmystic #BlueSkyPoetry #BSPP52 #weirdmicro
#haikuhorrorprompt #pennedreveries #poetry #writing

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