hummingbird with iridescent blue green back and head
flashing in the sun
glistening iridescence
nature's artistry
#BSPP52
#iridescent
#OurPoetryx
#glistening
#haiku
photo by David Chernoff
Tranquil moonrise
an argent plate shimmers in the sky,
salty spray clings
to the drowning fences
once lashed by an incensed gale,
bubbling seafoam cushions the silence,
tireless waves undulate
a wordless lullaby
to the world’s weariness.
#vss365 #inkmine #poetry #BSPP52 #emoetry #thingstowriteabout
I have heard
quaking hedgerows
many times
by full moon
bright ritualistic
in fairy rings
I've listened
to their horror
stories
#BSPP52
within the quaking hedgerow
the rabbit shakes with dread
his whiskers twitch and quiver
fearful of the sign that said
the warren is in danger
the warren faces doom
an exodus awaits them
to where the hope of rainbows bloom.
#BSPP52 #poem #BlueSkyPoetry #watershipdown based on novel by Richard Adams
quaking
hedgerows
finally seen
express
their excitement
with color
#BSPP52 #poem #poetry #writerscommunity
On the moor
the sunrise
makes the
#iridescent #fog
shimmer
and the
long forgotten
spirits
make their presence
known.
#BSPP52 #poetry #writing #writingcommunity
Children
play in the rain
they splash
in #phantom #puddles
not knowing
what lies within
the shallow depths
but not caring
in their joy
of simply being.
#BSPP52 #poetry #writing #writingcommunity
#bspp52 #quakinghedgerow #blueskypoetry #zejel
What’s that rustling my hedgerow?
I wish they would say hello.
Alas I may not ever know.
Hedgehogs, shrews, voles and mice?
Leaves and branches must suffice.
for building nests—it must be nice.
Nice and cozy in my hedgerow.
data
stored on the server shelf
my marmalade
#haiku #poetry #micropoetry #sff
#bspp52 #bravewrite #scifaiku
#haikusaturday #scifaikusaturday
#vssmagic #2wordprompt #shelf
#senryusunday #fantaiku #stock
#haikucchallenge #marvel
#inkmine #haikufeels #jam
#thingstowriteabout #jar
#dailyhaikuprompt
Mining underground,
Quaking hedgerows above, an
Uneasy garden.
#BSPP52 #QuakingHedgerows #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity
@blueskypoetry.bsky.social
The quaking hedgerows
teeming with twittering things
more feathers than leaves.
#BSPP52 #quakinghedgerows #haiku #senryu
quacking hedgerows sting,
sunset bruises, we rise up
height mends our vision
#BSPP52 #quackinghedgerows #haiku #writing #writingcommunity
#micropoetry
Apr. 17
Quaking hedgerows mark
the edge of composure,
where thought holds shape
beneath unseen pressure,
certainty bends without
losing its form,
and stability trembles
under its own strain.
#BlueSkyPoetry #prompt quaking hedgerows #BSPP52 #AprilStormlight
Mottled frost coats
vivid & vase-worthy wildflowers,
acrobatic nuthatches flutter
dart and dive in midair,
silver birch hosts
the busy woodpecker,
its beak hammering
an upbeat tempo of drums
resonating in rejuvenating woodlands.
#vss365 #inkmine #vssfantasy #BSPP52 #thingstowriteabout #poetry #poem
the #hammer of departure
of the thereafter
sinks.
inevitable
I #suppose
its echoes #leak—
#phantom #puddles
along lonesome lanes
in ghost breaths.
the heart—the ridiculous
#optimist
still tries
to wet its feet.
#vss365 #2WordPrompt #inkmine
#BlueskyPoetry #BSPP52
#Oulens
#poetrycommunity
my gaze lifts skyward,
street summons phantom puddles
I walk on echoes
#BSPP52 #phantompuddles #haiku #writing #writingcommunity
#micropoetry
phantom
puddles
know
our faces
glowing
with the
heart of
recognition
#BSPP52 #poem #poetry #writerscommunity
phantom
puddles
know
our faces
glowing
with the
heart of
recognition
#BSPP52 #poem #poetry #writerscommunity
#BSPP52 #blueskypoetry #phantompuddles
Puddles
draw children in—
jumping, splashing.
With a ghost of a smile,
I must join in. Wholeheartedly,
stomping out frustrations.
Splishing
splashing water—
inner child freed
by magical puddles.
The ghost of the old woman is
gone-banished for today.
Lost in memories
jumping in phantom puddles
with old childhood friends.
#BSPP52 #phantompuddles #haiku #senryu
Apr. 16
Phantom puddles form at morning,
as a man steps quickly into the street,
his heel striking wetness that is not there,
a brief collapse of shine underfoot,
and his shadow lifts a glint from stone
before the next step erases it.
#BlueSkyPoetry #prompt phantom puddles #BSPP52 #AprilStormlight
I have always jumped in phantom puddles
searching the deep for ripples or answers
craving the water would soak to the bone
wash away the harsh quality of being me
a mother to everyone except herself
such is a stinging Thursday epiphany
rain always looked good on me
#BSPP52
little mottled stone path bumpy yet beautiful makes a fun-size loop around the magnolia her big poofy flowers pale pink, soft and sweet around her lie ferns and a number of white trillium that's divisible by three lining the path are bluebells hunched over as if they're sad they're just guarding their queen, protectors - you'll have to beat their toxin to get to that tree and every morning I slowly (I am not fast any more) stroll around that loop taking in the splendor that nature has provided the scents, the brilliant colors and it reminds me that there is plenty of good in this world after all
I wanted to use as many prompts as I could in one poem. Seven isn't too shabby!
#WildWalkPrompt #vss365 #BlueSkyPoetry #BSPP52 #haikuchallenge #dailyhaikuprompt #BlueSkyRemnant #poetry #writing
"Early Winter in the Forest" Artist: Boyi Hao
A shame that your words
Covered me in mottled frost...
Optimistic eyes
Dulled by love now sitting in
The sink where my tears skitter.
#vss365 #wss366 #vssmagic #Inkmine #BlueSkyPoetry #BSPP52 #April #poetry #poetryCommunity
…contd.
#vss365 : #word
#2WordPrompt : #hospital #dew
#inkmine : #upbeat
#BlueskyPoetry #BSPP52 : #mottled #frost
On the battlefield
the #mottled #frost
covers the worst
of the damage:
the skies weep
and the trees
bow down
to shelter the brave
The goals are met
but at what cost
the ones who pay
whose tally is heavy
#BSPP52 #poetry #writing #writingcommunity
#BSPP52 #poetry #mottledfrost
#blueskypoetry #micropoetry
frost—
mottled
delicate
lacy patches
reminiscent of
a fairy’s wing
time hold
its breathe
frozen
by the night
a slow thaw
only comes
after the sun
touches
mottled frost
#BSPP52 #poem #poetry #writerscommunity #art
Rooftops all mottled
Frost, iced cars struggle to start,
Robin's breath pluming.
#BSPP52 #MottledFrost #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity
@blueskypoetry.bsky.social
Mottled frost
clinging to the windowpane,
shapes spreading, glossy and undefined,
a trace of winter’s prowess,
soon to fade away.
#BSPP52 #mottledfrost
