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The words ignited as they sped through me;
they scorched my tongue, they charred
my palate, singed my cheeks and lips,
and spurted out to blister, burn, and sear.

The words turned icy as they crawled through me;
gums and uvula and teeth flash-froze and shattered,
sending shrapnel in a sharp and stinging cloud
to slice and slash and lacerate.

The words frothed acid as they flowed through me,
dissolving throat and jaws, splashed deep
within me just as much as spitting outwards, eating
through soft tissue, leaving victim and attacker scarred.

Those scars have healed now into channels
down which novel thoughts can flow and grow.

The words ignited as they sped through me; they scorched my tongue, they charred my palate, singed my cheeks and lips, and spurted out to blister, burn, and sear. The words turned icy as they crawled through me; gums and uvula and teeth flash-froze and shattered, sending shrapnel in a sharp and stinging cloud to slice and slash and lacerate. The words frothed acid as they flowed through me, dissolving throat and jaws, splashed deep within me just as much as spitting outwards, eating through soft tissue, leaving victim and attacker scarred. Those scars have healed now into channels down which novel thoughts can flow and grow.

"Hoplogia".

#poem #poetry #skypoets #blueskypoets #poetsofbluesky #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity

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it's an act

of sympathetic magic

a deep and finally

organic belief

as if peeling a fruit

with great affection

that in your certainty of being

you are a star

#BlueSkyPoets #PoetryCommunity
#Poetry #PoetsOfBlueSky #MicroPoetry

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Withering light wakes
The hungry mouths unaware
Morning has broken

#poetry #haiku #poetsofbluesky
#morning #notawake

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From fields of scars, I press seeds into pain,
Where silent tears once fell like endless rain,
Petals rise where broken dreams were sown,
A garden of hope from wounds once known.
#BlueSkyPoetry
#SkyPoets #Poetry #PoetsOfBlueSky #BraveWrite #Poem #ScreenWriter #poet #poetrysky #poetsky

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Call for Submissions: Poetry That Reaches Beyond - The Broken Spine Submissions Open Throughout April 2026 | Publication Later That Year

Write the poem that feels too large to hold.
Then control it.
#Firmament #Slimline #PoemsAbout #PoetsOfBluesky

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I felt like I needed to write, well, something else this week for #PoemsAbout #EdgeOfKnowing
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
#poetrycommunity #poetry #poem #poems #skypoets #blueskypoets #blueskypoetry #poetsofbluesky #skypoet #writingcommunity

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#poetrycommunity #poetsofbluesky #poetry #writersofbluesky #MemoirsOfAnAI

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#inkmine #amwriting #writingcommunity #poetry #bskypoets #blueskypoetry #poetsofbluesky #chronicillness #promp #poetry #haiku

I found my safety
Shadows, surrounding darkness
Hanging #willow spray

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Red Claret Cup Cactus flowers and small white daisies

Red Claret Cup Cactus flowers and small white daisies

#vss365 #sing #haiku #poem #poetry #blueskypoetry #poetsofbluesky #blueskypoet #writingcommunity #wildflowers #flowers #bloomscrolling #hope

Spring in the desert
Wildflowers erupt in song
A new beginning

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                                           where rocks rear through white foam
                            I strain to make out what the rapid river says.
           I have no sense
                 of what the whirling waters feel:
                                                                joy?        blank terror?
                                                                      apprehension?
                                                     bubbling belief that soon
                                                            they will achieve nirvana,
                                                                     all desires snuffed out
                                                                              in union with the sea?
    each pint of river
drawn into a glass
         can be picked out, be pointed at,
                            be reïdentified —
                                       but pour it back into the flow,
                                                     and it is gone.
                                                     no water’s gone,
                                                     but that pint’s gone.
                                       there’s no “that pint”, in fact,
                            unless the “that” points back into
                  the past —  the inaccessible,
           unalterable,                           unattainable.
                                                                                            I make no contact
                                                                               with the river’s essence,
                                                                      for it’s far too alien
                                                              for me to understand its constant
                                                                             babble:
                                                      “here I go!”?
             …

where rocks rear through white foam I strain to make out what the rapid river says. I have no sense of what the whirling waters feel: joy? blank terror? apprehension? bubbling belief that soon they will achieve nirvana, all desires snuffed out in union with the sea? each pint of river drawn into a glass can be picked out, be pointed at, be reïdentified — but pour it back into the flow, and it is gone. no water’s gone, but that pint’s gone. there’s no “that pint”, in fact, unless the “that” points back into the past — the inaccessible, unalterable, unattainable. I make no contact with the river’s essence, for it’s far too alien for me to understand its constant babble: “here I go!”? …

"What the Waters Feel".

#poem #poetry #skypoets #blueskypoets #poetsofbluesky #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity

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Spectral rainbows glisten
in the babbling brook,
paper wasps buzz
above scented honeysuckle,
dulcet skylarks trill
musical notes drift
through verdant meadows,
serene nature draped
in springtime charms.

#vssfantasy #inkmine #poetry #emoetry #vss365 #thingstowriteabout #BSPP52 #poem #poetsofbluesky

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This Sunday!

#nokings #protestpoetry #freespeech #regimechangeinAmerica #protest #Poetry #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetryofbluesky #micropoetry #poetsofbluesky

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Brian the Bold (@brian561241) i am most alive when i scream death but do i scream yours or mine? this is either a destructive notion or a treasonous life-affirming one depending on the answer.

#words #poem #poems #poetry #poemsofbluesky #poetsofbluesky #verse #CPTSD #patriarchy #destruction #hate

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Red Cowboy Handkerchief

while walking
inside

I cannot
involve my sleeves

without
a yearning for

an available drench
of unseen years

there's a poem
in my pocket

#BlueSkyPoets #PoetryCommunity
#Poetry #PoetsOfBlueSky #MicroPoetry

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#PoemsAbout #EdgeOfKnowing
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
#poetrycommunity #poetry #poem #poems #skypoets #blueskypoets #blueskypoetry #poetsofbluesky #skypoet #writingcommunity

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On a black and star field background, a non-AI tagged Pixabay image of an android is shown. The android seems to be contemplating the #ScifaikuSaturday hashtag. A blue, rectangle outline highlights the image and hashtag.

On a black and star field background, a non-AI tagged Pixabay image of an android is shown. The android seems to be contemplating the #ScifaikuSaturday hashtag. A blue, rectangle outline highlights the image and hashtag.

The #ScifaikuSaturday #prompt for 11 April 2026 is

#HYBRID

🚀👽🛸🖊️👍

#AmWriting
#BlueSkyPoetry
#Haiku
#MicroPoem
#PoetsOfBlueSky
#Poetry
#PoetryCommunity
#SciFi
#SFF
#WritingPrompts

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Flowers whisper softly in the evening air,
While stars above weave dreams we both can share,
In silent hopes, our hearts begin to climb,
Toward love that blooms beyond the edge of time.
#BlueSkyPoetry
#SkyPoets #Poetry #PoetsOfBlueSky #BraveWrite #Poem #ScreenWriter #poet #poetrysky #poetsky

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Call for Submissions: Poetry That Reaches Beyond - The Broken Spine Submissions Open Throughout April 2026 | Publication Later That Year

We’re not looking for description.
We’re looking for inquiry.
#Firmament #Slimline #PoemsAbout #PoetsOfBluesky

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Feathered Freedom — Nikki Rae Post by Nikki Rae

Here's the #Poem I posted yesterday! Take a look and enjoy!

#amwriting #writingcommunity #poetsofbluesky #skypoets #chronicillness #mentalhealth #writersofbluesky #bskypoets #blueskypoetry #poetry

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Some nights, grief feels as vast as the universe.

#grief #micropoetry #poetsofbluesky #poetrycommunity #shortpoetry

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	Indices

abysmal ii, 3, 89
artefacts 4, 23–28
buried: by time 93–102; in a dung heap 33; treasure 71
chronology: known 1–83; unknown 103
creation: myths 35–52; science iv–vii
death passim


identity: of physical objects 153, 163–170
naturalness: degrees of 118–121
ontological parsimony 27, 155, 158, 165
physical objects (see space)
ordinary physical objects 151–87
parasitism 139–40
space (see physical objects)

Indices abysmal ii, 3, 89 artefacts 4, 23–28 buried: by time 93–102; in a dung heap 33; treasure 71 chronology: known 1–83; unknown 103 creation: myths 35–52; science iv–vii death passim identity: of physical objects 153, 163–170 naturalness: degrees of 118–121 ontological parsimony 27, 155, 158, 165 physical objects (see space) ordinary physical objects 151–87 parasitism 139–40 space (see physical objects)

"Indices".

#poem #poetry #skypoets #blueskypoets #poetsofbluesky #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity

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SUSPICION

“No non-particular
dispirited unwonted
non-wordiness!”

#MicroPoetry #BlueSkyPoets #PoetryCommunity
#Poetry #PoetsOfBlueSky

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Rain Is a Poem Anaphora

Many people are soothed and almost hypnotized by the sound of rain. The rhythm is almost like a poem.
#poem #poetry #nationalpoetrymonth #poetsofbluesky #substack open.substack.com/pub/ellrichu...

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We wander through the city’s quiet veins at night,
Hand in hand beneath the silver starlight bright,
Each corner whispers stories only we can hear,
In every step, your presence pulls me near.
#BlueSkyPoetry
#SkyPoets #Poetry #PoetsOfBlueSky #BraveWrite #Poem #ScreenWriter #poet #poetrysky #poetsky

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Call for Submissions: Poetry That Reaches Beyond - The Broken Spine Submissions Open Throughout April 2026 | Publication Later That Year

The sky is not a backdrop.
It’s a question.
#Firmament submissions are open.
#Slimline #PoemsAbout #PoetsOfBluesky

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Feathered Freedom — Nikki Rae Post by Nikki Rae

Here's the new #poem I posted today! Give it a read and enjoy!

#amwriting #writingcommunity #poetsofbluesky #skypoets #chronicillness #mentalhealth #writersofbluesky #bskypoets #blueskypoetry

buymeacoffee.com/wordwitchlif...

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Circular desert plant of white wildflowers

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.

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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