marshmallow clouds
soft as a lover’s first kiss
drifting on the breeze

#Photography Breezie
@breeze420.bsky.social

into the dusk sky
all the finches of the field
leaving us behind

childhood wonderment
straight rail joined to a curved rail
on a train of thought

oyoguhito
#senryu
haikueye.blogspot.com

these endless flat fields
clouds mutating above us
blackbird hawk dragon

we rise again
from the storm cellar …
only traces
of the house remain
yet all of us are home

—Denis M. Garrison

#TankaThursday cellar #TankaPoem #micropoetry #5Lines #Tanka

Chinese translation & poet’s bio at Chen-ou Liu’s blog, link below.

neverendingstoryhaikutanka.blogspot.com/2022/05/one-...

rejoice, rejoice
'cos with marketing vigours
my books sales climb
to single figures

🤣🤣 amzn.eu/d/7aLe9aG

#books

Yeah, love hurts
not in tears or fights
just in silence
after a good night
ends too soon

It’s when
your chest tightens
when their name shows up
their laugh fades
before u finished

u tell yourself
you’re fine
and mostly
you are
but sometimes
it still stings
right where
it used to feel warm

A poppy made from red and black books

A book poppy for #RemembranceDay

#poetry #poems #poet #poetrycommunity

Doe stood soundlessly among the trees, safely wrapped in the stillness of the sleeping woods. Here, the world felt far away and dreamlike. She passed her hours in soft reflection - foraging, walking, resting. What a magical way to spend a day.

#WhenBeastsSpoke

TICK HERE

I find it quite ironic
that
in order to prove
that
I'm a human being
that
I have to tick a box
that
asks me to tell a robot
that
I am human

©Alan McKean

#poetry
#poetrycommunity
#Irony
#human

Norfolk Sunset

River Yare, Brundall, Norfolk ©Alan McKean a Norfolk sunsetreflecting the warmth of daycatching a shadow

Hi Julian @hool415.bsky.social here's my response to your #promptcombo #workinglove

my working glove (sic)
is blue and hypoallergenic
a rash choice

Quack medicine stall, Bolton’s open market, 1937, photo by Humphrey Spender. Visiting a doctor was expensive, so people relied on such stalls.

North Manchester FM: Hannah’s Bookshelf Live Poetry Special, Saturday 8 Nov, 2-4pm - Hannah Kate Join me on Saturday 8th November, 2-4pm, for my annual Hannah’s Bookshelf Live Poetry Special on North Manchester FM. I’ve got 12 amazing poets lined up to perform their work for you, live from the st...

I'm so excited to be giving a poetry reading as part of Hannah's Bookshelf's (North Manchester FM) Poetry Special on Saturday! You can listen live from 2 pm via the radio if you're based in Manchester, or online if you live elsewhere 🦉

hannahkate.net/north-manche...

subscapularis pain
such a beautiful name
for a strain

ouch - not nice is that

nice one Jim

#poetry #poems #poet #poetrycommunity

November Roses

Last year, my mum bought us a rose for our garden called "Golden Anniversary" for my wife and I, as we celebrated our 50 years of marriage. It is a lovely golden yellow, and a very full bloom which flowered earlier, in late Spring/early Summer as usual. it has now, in November,…

November Roses

A second chanceA second bloomNovember roses,Long separatedFrom their summer siblings,Drift, Hand in hand,Into the prospectOf cold winter,Gracefully.

#poetry #poems #poet #poetrycommunity

Wet November day

Not posted too much recently - it's been a bit of a funny few weeks, but as November unfolds, I can get back into poeting a bit more so, just for a bit of fun, I have posted an haiku, using the phonetic alphabet. November also brings a local, and extremely popular, open mic night…

Papa Oscar Echo Mike

A poem by meHotelAlphaIndiaKiloUniform( a bit of fun, playing with haiku format)

Aberystwyth named Wales' first Unesco City of Literature The town and Ceredigion county was chosen due to its

Aberystwyth named Unesco City of Literature. www.bbc.co.uk/news/article...

The setting sun hides behind a giant cottonwood tree in a grassy field. The foothills are in the background.

infinity
is strange

every time
you understand

the entire
pattern unfolds

revealing
another universe

and inside
unending vastness

there’s an
infinite number

of paths
where desire
is made manifest

#BlueSkyRelay #manifest #poem #poetry

May I ? #holloween

#Halloween