Open these hands. Melt their chill with hourglass speed, that vague sense that we’re constantly running out of time. Seize this day: mock the clock that dares to chime with your hand in mine. With the flowing of knowing limitations and ignoring them. Our lives are hidden in the sands but hand in hand we’re seen for a while. We’re held in shared smiles. Just a touch is all it takes. Open these hands. Melt their chill with hourglass speed, and for a few grains, reduce this pain, and fill this life we plague with need.

#Feb23 #Poem from #Prompts

Open these hands.
#Melt their chill
with hourglass #speed...

#2wordprompt
#vss365 knowing
#emoetry seen
#retroartprompt hidden in the sands
#ourpoetryx just a touch

#writesky #blueskypoems #poetry #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity

Beastly intruder
His crazed eyes tore into her
Ripping at her nerves

#vss365 #writingprompts #crazed #beastly #senryu #blueskypoems #poems

Penguins

Belly up, feet wide
I know not where is
the up to my down

The frown
on your face makes me want
to weep

three towers deep
lays the answer to your
Hiding

The ice holds you still
but all I can think of
are the Penguins we saw

at Lausanne Aquarium

#thingstowriteabout #blueskypoems #poetry

Mist and snow mingle,
blurring face of the mountain—
An old man asleep

#haiku #winter #mountains #mist #stillness #vss365 #BlueSkyPoems
#photography

Found out Fleur Adcock
left us last year at ninety-
Her poems shall live on!

#haiku #poetry #BlueSkyPoems
#FleurAdcock #vss365

Mama's Meatballs (off Jerome Avenue) My uncle was a hit man His suits so sharp

Mama's Meatballs (off Jerome Avenue)

from the forthcoming Circling Planes from Bushwack Books

open.substack.com/pub/mikejurk...

#newpoems #poetrycommunity #spokenword #poetrylovers #poetry #poetsandwriters #poetsofbluesky #blueskypoems #poetryofbluesky #substackpoet

Loss pushes us into the mythic realm and we have to undergo a symbolic quest to reclaim lost parts of ourselves. It can be an incredibly healing endeavor if we can bring it back to the everyday world and turn it into something meaningful like art, storytelling or poetry. #blueskypoems #poetry #loss

#GrimScribe #Dec3

Roundabouts of bullshit.
Thoughts circling projections of rejection,
all trapped in the human race.
A nightmare of being.

#WeirdMicro #micropoem #micropoetry #WriteSky #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity #nightmareofbeing #blueskypoet #blueskypoems #poem #poetry

Life dares presume me.
Place expectations elsewhere.
Ideally the bin.

#haikufeels #prompt #haiku #senryu #poem #shortpoem #blueskypoems #WriteSky #blueskypoets

The spark took its time. Perched on the tongue of the divine, it couldn’t reach a sound, couldn’t teach profound insight until in light. Until understood. What good can come from aphotic thought, when so tempted by what ignorance wrought? A circle that traces its ends again rather than growing and finding a bend in personality’s core. What is all life looking for? A rapture of strepitious crump? And thump of hearts that only pump life in circles well contained by all the body chose to frame? Or a chance to combine the mind with what life pines for? What, removed, we all adore. The morals are clear: why you are here, why you need silence to think but not act. Do not blink on the pact and think the rapture will clear it. Find the light and choose to hear it. We’re all here for each other’s sake. When we lose the spark, its all hearts that break.

Spark.

#2wordprompt #combine #moral
#emoetry #rapture
#blueskyrelay #thesparktookitstime
#whistpr #perch
#wildwalkprompt #tongue
#vss365 #aphotic
#foxprose #thecircletracedends
#firewords280 #strepitous #crump
#poem #WriteSky #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity #blueskypoems #freeverse #poetry #poet

Life #branches to possibilities,
a thousand different paths to me
but not one of them mine...

#WildWalkPrompt #freewrite #freeassociation #poetry #poem #poet #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity #rhymes #writing #WriteSky #Blueskypoets #blueskypoems

Look we have sunshine poking it's nose out!💛

Keep the lights shining
Never let such colours fade
The rainbows of life!

#haikufeels #prompt #fade #poetry #blueskypoems

I am a nervous
potato with many eyes.
Plant me and I grow.

#senryu #self #reflection #poetry #haiku #healing #potato #love #poem #blueskypoets #blueskypoems #Writesky

All my ghosts have bones.
Physical scars.
Emotions bleeding puddles into this pen
drawing lines where emotions should be.
What I really mean, of course, is
All my ghosts are me.

#poem #MPPrompt #skypoet #blueskypoems #poetrycommunity #poetess #writingcommunity #ghosts #writingprocess #poet #poetry

Rebirth the psyche.
I sire conflagration of minds.
A new emotion.
The broken branch only roots
when the earth finds its body.

#tanka #poem #poetrycommunity #poetsky #blueskypoems #writingcommunity #poemoftheday

In Bernafay Wood you came unbidden the girl I always loved the one my heart could not set free sunlight through an open window tells us it is time for me to leave not knowing if war will spare me another night of broken sleep death all around I see your face hear your voice you will read my words when the guns fall silent when the guns fall in silence you will know I am gone

This week was #RemembranceDay. Today is the anniversary of my Great Uncle's death in the early morning of November 13th on a battlefield on the Somme. He died along with another 240 men of the Shropshire Light Infantry. I wrote this for him so I don't forget #poems #poetry #blueskypoems #ww1

I'm a basquiat in movement
I wake: basquiat
I cook: basquiat
I feel: basquiat

I feel like van Gogh stirred in the nights
But so too in the days,
In the simple,
Or the fray
I am stirred in all my ways.

#BlueskyPoems
#poetry
#writing
#basquiat

Now he walks between worlds,
neither pasture nor pack.
A sheepish wolf,
watching his back.

But when the dogs start hollering,
he smiles just a bit.
Because every howl in the dark
means the fire’s still lit.

🧵
#poetry #wolves #identity #BlueSkyPoems #SouthernGothic #TheMirrorCycle

The #emoetry #writing #prompt was #Rabid. My response came out sharp, fast, and a little dangerous. Just like the word itself. Written by, and Copyright (c) 2025, Eric Montgomery. Foam on the tongue, fever in the eyes. A bite that spreads quicker than fire. Crowds chant without thinking, belief turns sharp when I enter the room. Obsession chews through reason. Love, hate, hunger, all the same heat. I strip calm from the body, leave only rage in motion. *I am Rabid.*

The #emoetry #writing #prompt was #Rabid. My response came out sharp, fast, and a little dangerous. Just like the word itself.

#poetry #skypoets #blueskypoems

What did you do on Sunday? why do you expect me to put my faith in this fairy dust and made-up rhetoric dominated by the thinking of power crazed old men with a track record of violence and abuse pray, they say for salvation for the poor for your betters (that’s them) give us your money your subservience absolute power over your daily thoughts they are having a laugh at our expense any true god would destroy them

Wasn't sure I had a poem in me for #PromptCombo #MyGod this morning but here goes, it's a bit grumpy! Thanks @hool415.bsky.social for the prompt!

#poetry #blueskypoems

Sometimes I wake up
Poem posts cause my linger
Resonating there

#haikufeels #prompt
#blueskypoems

#poet #poem #poetry #dogs #poems #blueskypoems #elegy #sonnet #father #fathers #dad

Christian Yeo Xuan in the latest Indiana Review

#poet #poem #happiness #poetry #dogs #poems #blueskypoems #kendrick

Emotional affairs hurt worse than physical ones. Sex is one thing: raw, fleeting, even meaningless, but when you have sex with another persons mind, when your soul leans into theirs, it leaves you wrecked in a way language struggles to describe. I don't think even the best of cryptic metaphors could do it justice, but I'll say this: Being naked with another is fun, but to be spiritually naked? That's vulnerability on another plane. One with a power that changes you. It morphs you into something feral you didn't recognize until you'd already jumped off the cliff, not thinking, just trusting that the fall is well worth the fear. That kind of closeness rewires you. You hand over parts of yourself that you didn't know were up for grabs, and when its reciprocated, it feels like your atoms are exploding at the seams, but you don't care because in the eye of the supernova, they're standing there with you. Then the dust settles, and there are no hands left to collect your ash.

Guess who had therapy today? #poem #poetry #bluejaypoems #blueskypoems #writing #poet #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity #writer #mentalhealth #freewrite #drabble

Nomi Stone’s brilliant diamond of a poem. #poet #poem #happiness #poetry #dogs #poems #blueskypoems

Edited by two men #poem #poetry #blueskypoems

Sick Kittens A video of a sick kitten appears on my feed

Took a stab at a different style of writing today. I call it quasi-poetry 😅

#writingcommunity #poetry #blueskypoems

Haiku 6-8-25💙 #microfiction #blueskywriter #lovepoem #fiction #blueskywriterscommunity #haiku #writers #storytelling #creativewriting #books #blueskyauthor #reading #blueskypoetry #love #art #booklover #book #blueskyhaiku #novaskyzone #skywriters #blueskyreels #blueskywriting #blueskypoems

Haiku 6-7-25
#microfiction #blueskywriter #story #fiction #blueskywriterscommunity #blueskyhaiku #writers #storytelling #creativewriting #books #blueskyauthor #reading #blueskystories #love #art #booklover #book #blueskypoetry #novaskyzone #blueskypoems #skyhaiku #poetry #haiku #cats

The cicadas have come home to roost Their old tymbals chirp and carry across the wind Reminding me that I'm older and that this life grows shorter In all these years, they've come and gone The sweetest thing I found was you I have no reason to pretend I have no reason to be afraid That when our songs fade into the wind I'll see your face again

Cicadas #bluejaypoems #skypoet #poem #poetry #blueskypoems #freewrite #Cicadas #poet #indiepoet