Got more than I need now
Reached for yours too
Even that wasn’t enough
Every cost ignored
Desperate for more
#emoetry #prompt #greed #poetry #acrostic #writing #blueskypoets #skypoetry
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Angels in the Afterburn I turned a picture from Artemis into my desktop wallpaper at work, chills every time the screen opens throat closing around the image all ocean, clouds, sparks light, most of all ours. The sheen of atmosphere the halo of our air, takes breath out of me. Where does belonging emerge in a beauty so vast? Where does one of us end and the other begins? I let it slideshow into another a diagram of Laniakea spreading spiderweb tendrils across the void with a little dot for the Milky Way and an arrow crying, “You are Here!” And then another, a sliver of moon, then the half shadow of our home. I let it settle on an angel in the afterburn gliding into frame. I ask her to preserve us and she replies…
Best wishes. Will respond to other folks work as it slows down at work. Enjoy. 🤗
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@thebrokenspine.co.uk
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He calls them his grapes, purple hyacinth, pockets lined with them, teeth stained. They are part of his treasures alongside gravel rocks, cool mulch the tulip he picked that I didn't know about, daffodil leaves, bark smoothed down into simple shapes. They are part of a future grown by hands dirtied in joy's gloveless abandon. He pets the petals not just treasures, but close friends alongside Mr. Robin, ladybugs, and snails. The neighbor’s old dogs, stray cats, the two hawks circling backyard bunnies building homes beneath my collapsing shed. I want to cry out “Behold the bounty of Spring!” when I see it rise the love he has for this world, everyday growing larger.
So this was supposed to be just a #haiku or a #senryu.... but then it grew into a #tanka, that needed to partly become a #listpoem, then the #future got involved somehow. Enjoy? 😅
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I sprout tendrils, vines
reaching out and downwards, roots
grasping for water
diving for soil, only
to find soil turned to sand.
#vss365 #tanka #tankaboutit #micropoem #micropoetry #poem #poetry #4amwritersclub #5amwritersclub #poemaday #skypoem #skypoetry
Nightmare cut open
from sacrum to sternum, sawing
ever so gently,
bone snow afterbirth resting
on pillows, where dreams should be.
#horrorprompt #bonesnow #tanka #tankaboutit #nightmare #micropoem #micropoetry #poem #poetry #poemaday #skypoem #skypoetry
May there always be conversation, his report ended with coded details of troop movements, factory specs significance faded yellow, years dulled by the end of wars, buried now in a bookstore discount rack. Did he ever get recognized? Did his contribution to end all wars create in him a sense of purpose? What calling it was back then, Do we hear it now? Or have war drums deafened us over the centuries? What patriotism it is to follow the ideal of what your country should be, beauty of its potential and to rise to the challenge in the still moments, in the pre dawn and carry it through the mundane.
Wrote this yesterday, but thought it unfinished. Memo to self: go back to it to add a final stanza or two? From a dream where I was at this bizarre mall and found a copy of a spy's journals ww2 and bought it for two dollars.
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shout into the void,
blood spills out, every drop from
collateral dead
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Watching my sons grow
babes to toddlers to children,
fearing when they'll learn
of hate, bigotry, and war,
I won't hold my breath for long.
#wildwalkprompt #grow #tanka #tankaboutit #micropoem #micropoetry #poem #poetry #5amwritersclub #6amwritersclub #poemaday #skypoem #skypoetry
The sky writes stories we never finish reading. ☁️
What story do you see today?
#DailyHaikus #SkyPoetry #MindfulMoments #NatureWhispers #PoetryCommunity
hovering at the edge of sentences
waiting for permission
softening everything
adding qualifiers
#unconfident, some call it
incorrect
fear, dressed clean
none of that happens here
words land clean
say it once
#AmpersandAfterDark No 10 #Emoetry #poetry #writing #prompt #writing #skypoetry #poem
#ColorADay #RedWed
Morning Sky.
#landscape #landscapephotography #photography #sunrise #sunrisesky #skypoetry #EastCoastKin #ArtChallenges #FujiXSeries
Frozen vapors above
Emerge life breaks below
Buds burst the beleaguered
In bright green protest
#nature #skypoetry #micropoetry #politics
#photography
Must not spend
gutter money on art.
Must not turn twisted
gutters into art.
...or rather
Must not listen to haters
paying rent inside my head.
That's how the madness starts
with oil paint under its nails.
#free40 #promptcombo #micropoem #micropoetry #poem #poetry #poemaday #skypoem #skypoetry
Outsider looking in, the observer on the wall one-way glass to what passes for humanity watching the love, hate, recreation, violence while your soul simmers in silence. It hurts to see the harm they do themselves, sipping poison while tearing off warning labels. You watch an apocalypse rise in slow motion apathy lauded as virtue and you, the outsider looking in driven mad by the lethargy of spirit, can only sit on the wall your inner child dismantling it brick by brick, sick of society's cyanide sweetness, to look on, and smile through the pain.
A belated submission for #poemsabout this week, I think it also serves well as one of the gift poems for when I reached 4500k followers. Enjoy.
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@madp03t.bsky.social
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The sky writes stories we never finish reading. ☁️
What story do you see today?
#DailyHaikus #SkyPoetry #MindfulMoments #NatureWhispers #PoetryCommunity
A child painting a picture. The sun filtered through her hair.
#poetry #children #photography
#skypoetry #politics #pain
-Windsor Lemon
At the last exit
hope says her hello, and peace
says her last goodbye.
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I know the wild jump between the first and second stanzas is there but trust me... it gets worse.
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I give you signs of adoration with my hands, inflecting joy with my full chest, drawing soft fingers to face knowing I'm powerless to it. Accepting it gladly palms open, welcoming all of you, as I watch you grow. I find that motherhood then is a state of learning how to say I love you in any language you need.
No idea what to say here. There's backstory sort of. But I won't take away from it by saying it yet, maybe in comments later. For now, enjoy and best wishes 🤗
#wildwalkprompt #love #promptcombo #powerless #poem #poetry #poemaday #skypoem #skypoetry #motherhood
This is what passes
for freedom now, death of youth
before they question
why this war, this genocide
this bomb drop, this day... why me?
#tanka #tankaboutit #micropoem #micropoetry #poem #poetry #poemaday #skypoem #skypoetry #protest #resist #poetrycommunity
I couldn't come up with a new #poem for #poemsabout #spent this time. I dug around my older posts and diaries for things that could use new life. This was part of a would-be modern retelling of Dante's Inferno... sort of, the concept needs work, lol. Enjoy.
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They played games with us,
turned brother against brother
warehouse hide and seek
with our neighbors, then they lit
the chambers. A bone snow fell.
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Human—
it’s so
human,
isn’t it?
To sit here,
so content
in my life,
and to
still long
for something
I believe
long lost.
To want
the “more”
the visions
always promise.
It must be human—
so very
human;
and
the electric
synapse of God
sucks the bones
of my gratitude.
#Poetry #Poem
#SkyPoetry