Ode to an oak tree. angels sunbeams october eve shadows waiting Julia Wilkinson. In cream handwriting against a photo of an old oak tree in October, with green and slightly golden foliage, in low sun.
Ode to an oak tree copyright Julia Wilkinson. #ode #poem #poetry #poetrycommunity #photopoem #textphoto #poetess #writing #oaktree #tree #nature #October #autumn #Julia #juliawilkinson #fraud
Freedom's Flotilla: A Prayer of Peril #PhotographyAndPoetry
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#CapturedMoments
#WordsAndWonders
#PhotoPoem
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#PaddleboardLife
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Even the flowers seemed to
Weep in solidarity
For the pain his
Cowardice was causing
And yet they could not
Match the torrent
Of my tears
#poem
#photopoem
Deep purple and lavender iris flowers against a rich green lawn.
Iris wild
Make spirits soar
When summer is middling
Heat and water
Meld with soil
Calm hues reveal
Joyous fiddling
#poem #poetry #photopoem
7/40
The small green
leaves
that bloom on
trees
The aching
Kyrie
Let all of it
mean something
Let it mean
that life
is abundant
-Rev. Mike Kim-Kart
#foundpoem #micropoem #micropoetry #lent #lent2025 #poemaday #photopoem
The rose frozen by
a late snow knows its blood red promise
is never wasted.
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5/40
Bless the things we mistakenly
think are already
dead,
the things we have
already
begun to carry
out to bury.
-Rev. Nadia Bolz-Weber
#lent #lent2025 #foundpoem #micropoetry #micropoem #prayer #photopoem #forest #naturephotography
Photos from Mt. Greylock MA
If you want to hear
from God, you must
learn to walk through
His silences, vast
high valleys where
there is no wind.
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Photo of frozen Delaware River
An image of 3 small steel poles connected by linked chains
An image of three lampposts spaced out evenly in a park
An image of 3 rabbits sitting in a grassy field
3, a poem by Krystal Flowers Everything comes in threes Deaths Intrusive thoughts Scoops in real ice cream sundaes That leave you with a sudden headache Large enough to cease those pesky thoughts And for a moment you are filled with nothing More than the urge to get back to the reality You were sleepwalking through
Levelling up in the North Whooooaaaarrrrhhhhhhhhhhhah (Optional for performance) Can you feel it? That levelling up feeling? Let me tell you, I have hit the fiscal ceiling! That rush of money from back benchers’ pockets. Spine tingling, hard, in all my anal sockets! How about you? I am feeling oiled! Like a rusty spring you just found soiled, Coiled down that river, liquidity (aw); making me Shiver. Shimmering argent arrow pulled from a golden quiver. A platinum bow shot of majestic precision. Jubilee, jamboree; injection, incision. Into these dark cities, sweaty, vaginas. Strings of pearls, tossed to the swine herds. Monkeys piss milked from pidgins’ shitters. Not all that is gold, or diamonds; doth glitters. © Craig Balmer ©Magic L. Bearr The image is of an ant holding the abdomen of a fruit fly that has been stung by a parasitic wasp.
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The Lonely Road
Upon the winding, lonely road I tread, each step a thought, each breath a sigh. The peace found in solitude is worth more than gold. #TheLonelyRoad #poetry #thoughts #peace #solitude #TTMO #PhotoPoem #reflection #innerpeace
