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Here’s a response to this week's call for #PoemsAbout #BlackVeils from brokenspinearts.bsky.social

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from your grave's black veil
rose an undead betrayal
we unforgive you

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Let the Thrum Be By C. Oulens what black should the veil wear how light should a thrum be to tell Life — humming bare: don’t call here your hands don’t soothe the mourning is in its affirmation

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Of Errors, Empresses, and Enterprise @daletudgehumorBy Dale Tudge The thinly painted veils were left in the sun to dry, where they faded—irrevocably—to black. The veil-painter wept at his ruined work, but his tears were premature. Word travels. Windsor held a widow whose grief had transformed an empire’s wardrobe. Black, it transpired, was precisely what mourning required. Fortune favours the bereaved.

Truth wears no veil, but truthfully, everyone loves an unveiling. Grief, however, insists on coverage. Death has a dress code, and some fabrics prefer the dark. Etiquette asks nothing further, except for the name of a good tailor.

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Speaking
without words -
her black-veiled lips.

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Photo of a thundering waterfall with the text of a poem superimposed. Black Veils a waterfall there was a thundering there was a terrifying thing force blind Black Veils we called it clap of pouring drops blackening as they went as they hurled gulping precipice ear-shattering curtain dark as night stained we thought with the blood and blood and blood creatures surrendering to the call winged things furry things human things light extinguished even before the end

This week's #PoemsAbout prompt, #BlackVeils, took me to a waterfall, just had to follow. Thanks for the ongoing inspiration to @thebrokenspine.co.uk and @alanparrywriter.co.uk 💜

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Mourn Your vision, a cataract of lace, Blurred edges of familiar objects, Not quite where you left them. The sun fades the couch, From battleship grey to gun metal, And focus is a luxury you Learned to look past a while ago. Day finds night in the usual way. Where do you find it? Did it find you? It only matters to you, The man who rang you up for the soda You didn't read was diet, Hasn't given you a second thought. Black veils on statutes That have no color It was the shadows of your vision That made them mourn.

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Here is a #poem

For this week's #PoemsAbout #BlackVeils, I'm thinking about systems protecting themselves. Error logs, forthcoming.

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and to all of the other writers.

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Your apologies,
simply black veils to cover
a void of concern.
Know I see through the dark gauze
as I would the mists of dusk.

Oh and it's #blackveils of course.

Typos last forever here, sigh 😕.

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𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬⁣
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ice ice on the streets⁣
black veiled inside⁣
behind the eyes⁣
where certainty⁣
lies⁣
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#poemsAbout #BlackVeils #poem #poetry #5lines #resist ⁣

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BLACKVEILS I. onyx eagle black veiled raptor resisting a rest artist the god beclouding their eyes with hallowed hollows flightless avian carved from night by sharp pens written in undiluted blood to protect and to serve of thee I sing a cappella a funeral carol II. Facing a day awake, watching the puppy breathe slow, synchronic puffs, laid upon my wife’s reclining chest, soft ruff brushing her smooth cheek. Peace be with you. I mute my phone to silence the shutter while I snap sleepy pics cute AF, then dumbly shudder, doomscroll, balaclava veiled agents of death shooting people in the face, in the back.

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Hiding in the corners
Hiding in the walls

Hiding in the ivies
As the barn owl calls

Hiding behind broken breath
A gasp, a scream, a sigh

Behind her veil she asks her riddle
Who am I ?

Eggshells “Don’t speak of it Ever You’ll only upset people” People Person In this way I limped into the future With my mouth shut Every step fearfully placed On the egg’s shell And the cracked glass Of an imagined upset And the possibility of blame Finally finding a home Until the tumble And the avalanche And the roaring wind When the filthy veil ripped away Forever The blame remains homeless But these eggshells won’t carry Witches anymore

Time for another #fridaypoem and a #poemsabout #blackveils

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#BlackVeils

My piece today for

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Is for the people of Iran, in their suffering and courage #iran

Poem: Dazzle and Decay Bright blue skies belie the bleak, this winter’s sad-eyed mien, mourners, raven-clad, the salt of stars and sea within their tears, a flood of memories. And with another turning, the world is further, feather-veiled, the crows cry warning, as faux dragons puff smoky breaths-- the monsters are but puny men living for their self-written myths, who’d enshroud the sun for their noxious dreams, then charge a fee for light’s gift.

Good morning! This one was another difficult one from #PoemsAbout #BlackVeils Thank you as always to @alanparrywriter.co.uk and @thebrokenspine.co.uk

the ones who got away mismatched frankenfeelings bubbling beyond the surface lurking — cloaked in quietude waiting for neuronal misfire clawing hooks from inside grasping consciousness turning it into petty mirages mirroring distorted self-image without me I'm nothing but a fading echo of grey in a sea of dark desires gasping for more than air unwillingly leading you on shades of silken silence shaping a different kind of belonging — ravenous devouring sunken hopes ○ matthias geh

My offering for #poemsabout #blackveils

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The Black Cassette she has arranged her tape recorders on the floor masking-tape microphones gimcrack instruments a massing of sounds and tongues she flew to your country all diphthongs and guttural and you, careful scribe, unable to quietly ink her

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Sometimes you wonder whether Alt text is really necessary - but here it is anyway.. Peace Swathed in black, she came to him and sat astride his broken form Though numbed and weary, still he felt a wonder and a joy at this. She bent and shrouded him in shade The fearful noises faded fast as his heart stilled within his chest She took the veil down from her face and covered up his eyes with it Cold as he was, he felt her warmth and when he left, he left with her She took him off. No-one knows where.

I've just read through all the #PoemsAbout #BlackVeils that have gone up so far. I have to say that the quality is stratospheric this week. My breath is taken away.
I'd better throw my veil into the ring...

dust and ashes – all that’s left of bones and homes – hang in the heat, a mourning veil of blackened gauze that hides itself from outside gazes, and preserves the wilful innocence of those outside.

"Disguise".

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Shelter in the veil of night we shelter in a cave this thin place above corries and rocks wind or voices of people or others past or present whistle or echo in song outside a storm lashes the hillside inside there is calm I am not alone

Good morning everyone, happy to share this draft poem with you for #poemsabout #blackveils. Another tricky prompt from @alanparrywriter.co.uk @thebrokenspine.co.uk! Look forward to reading others later!

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A veiled figure stands against a dark background, partially hidden by black fabric that crosses the frame. Their face is calm and reserved, hands held close to the body. The Broken Spine fountain pen logo is positioned in the top left corner. “@thebrokenspine.co.uk” appears in white at the top right. Bold white text in the lower right reads: “Read Repost Reply #POEMSABOUT #BLACKVEILS”.

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Write into concealment.
What you guard.
What you refuse to translate.
What survives because it stays covered.

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Good morning! One for #PoemsAbout #BlackVeils
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Impact Statement #BlackVeils Was I tainted by this mantle, or was it you. Did I cover myself for your pleasure, or your obedience. Know that what lies hidden is mine to keep my shroud revealing nothing, all light absorbed. I don’t reflect your gaze or your appeals. This is not for you but me, unless you will it otherwise while you hold me in shadow, a vassal of your own fear too impotent to press your own light through. I stand empty, nameless and opaque while you look. I am alive within, my flame small but constant held over until you and your kind are gone you always dimmer than I will ever appear. In dying this way I have gained new life. This black is my freedom, my purity. © Glenn Barker January 2026

Here's a voice that wants to make a statement. Don't think I've written anything like this before for #PoemsAbout #BlackVeils
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