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Welsh writer and Poet posting verse, and other writing. #WritingCommunity Writer of #Dailyhaikews Host of #WildWalkPrompt

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Is that just because of the feet?

04.02.2026 08:51 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 0    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

It looks like I just woke to up 5 hours early on a weekend ๐Ÿคฃ

04.02.2026 08:41 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 1    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

What a wonderful, evocative haibun!

04.02.2026 08:40 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 1    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

@sonnetsmith.bsky.social this is an amazing photo. Still, those feet though...

#WildWalkPrompt #Sandpiper #Haibun #Poetry

04.02.2026 07:55 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 2    ๐Ÿ” 1    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

I love the
"They are the who she called for" part, so clever, and funny, it takes a lot of skill to hide humor in such a haunting piece and not have it feel out of place

04.02.2026 08:38 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 1    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
Ghost in Feathers ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย 

The barn walls drink the last of the light.
Shadows bloom like bruises across the beams.
The swallows sleep in cloistered hush;
the oxblood tractor ticks,
a cooling beast slain at sunset. 

Moths rise, dust-winged,
erratically searching 
for the memory of light.
Spiders unfurl their wire legs,
threading tremors through webs.
Bats spill from broken gables,
their flight a soft percussion 
through the dark. 

The barn's hushed breath is silenced.
But the night's chorus is not complete. 
One nocturnal spectre lingers.
Watching.
Seeing all. 

Talons unfurl, rusted hooks sear 
through feathers pale as bone.
She ends her vigil with a haunted cry,
and the scuttling things below
wonder if they are the who she calls for. 

There is no fanfare, only death on wing.
Silent, surgical, inevitable.
Rending flesh, she claims her prize,
then slips between the rafters,
folding into their oaken skin. 

Though night wanes, she remains:
perched, unmoving, unblinking.
Waiting. 
A ghost in feathers.

Ghost in Feathers ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  The barn walls drink the last of the light. Shadows bloom like bruises across the beams. The swallows sleep in cloistered hush; the oxblood tractor ticks, a cooling beast slain at sunset. Moths rise, dust-winged, erratically searching for the memory of light. Spiders unfurl their wire legs, threading tremors through webs. Bats spill from broken gables, their flight a soft percussion through the dark. The barn's hushed breath is silenced. But the night's chorus is not complete. One nocturnal spectre lingers. Watching. Seeing all. Talons unfurl, rusted hooks sear through feathers pale as bone. She ends her vigil with a haunted cry, and the scuttling things below wonder if they are the who she calls for. There is no fanfare, only death on wing. Silent, surgical, inevitable. Rending flesh, she claims her prize, then slips between the rafters, folding into their oaken skin. Though night wanes, she remains: perched, unmoving, unblinking. Waiting. A ghost in feathers.

@nathanbrazil.bsky.social I promise I haven't cheated this time.

@sonnetsmith.bsky.social Thanks to your kind words I have decided to ignore the "less is more" mantra!

The wind is whipping around the house and rain is lashing down, so I am feeling very gothic this morning!

#vss365 #ghost

04.02.2026 07:08 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 16    ๐Ÿ” 4    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 2    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

I was worried for the little thing at first, but eventually it flew away.

04.02.2026 08:33 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 1    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

Sandpiper struggles
To comprehend cobbles, far
From the misty moors.
#WildWalkPrompt #sandpiper #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity
@sonnetsmith.bsky.social

04.02.2026 06:07 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 8    ๐Ÿ” 1    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

The shape of this one is perfect! Such wonderful symmetry!
And three great pieces in one!

04.02.2026 08:32 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 1    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

And here's my second palindrome poem.

I used @daveashleypoet.bsky.social 's icicle prompt, and @sonnetsmith.bsky.social 's sandpiper prompt

#WildWalkPrompt #2wordprompt
#prompt #writesky #blueskypoets #writingprompt #nature #5amwritersclub #FreeVerseFebruary #icicle #sandpiper

04.02.2026 05:35 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 2    ๐Ÿ” 2    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 3    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

Wonderful writing!
A lyre/xylophone marching band sounds like a lot of fun

04.02.2026 08:27 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 1    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
Xylophone

I thought I was the same...breezing through life
Cajoling through my youth, without my karma..
No demons chasing me, exit through strife
Each payday I quiver, I was my farmer..

When I was just the kid with pure wonder,
Parading festivals banging xylophones...
Without dreams quashed by your crying sonder,
And I breezed myths without a telephone..

And then in this era youth is prized above,
The zeitgeist of links, connections, faces
Without caring for quality, numbers without love...
Killed youthful links joking through with maces..

Were we an accident? were you a mistake?
A quiet one I fucking admit, and yet I lament 
Your carelessness, amazed...undeveloped
Frontal lobe...joy, vexed.. erased... hope I foment..

I miss the days I breezed...quivering through life..
The kid with the xylophone, the kid with wonder...
No heartbreaks, no friends haze, no strife...
My joy, books....adolescence...where did it go?

Xylophone I thought I was the same...breezing through life Cajoling through my youth, without my karma.. No demons chasing me, exit through strife Each payday I quiver, I was my farmer.. When I was just the kid with pure wonder, Parading festivals banging xylophones... Without dreams quashed by your crying sonder, And I breezed myths without a telephone.. And then in this era youth is prized above, The zeitgeist of links, connections, faces Without caring for quality, numbers without love... Killed youthful links joking through with maces.. Were we an accident? were you a mistake? A quiet one I fucking admit, and yet I lament Your carelessness, amazed...undeveloped Frontal lobe...joy, vexed.. erased... hope I foment.. I miss the days I breezed...quivering through life.. The kid with the xylophone, the kid with wonder... No heartbreaks, no friends haze, no strife... My joy, books....adolescence...where did it go?

Here's my offering to the challenge...
It feels like a flashback through memory lane...

Steve lore:
I was part of a lyre/xylophone marching band when I was 12.

#BastardPoetsOfDoom #Alphabetarium #challenge #youth

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@sonnetsmith.bsky.social
@jenthorne.bsky.social

04.02.2026 05:12 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 3    ๐Ÿ” 3    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 3    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

Fantastic allusions in this!
Suits the picture perfectly.
(Though it wasn't taken in the red light district, honest.)

04.02.2026 08:21 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 0    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

#wildwalkprompt
1980s Boston red light zone
711 Washington st.
Scared and lost
Trapped in the entryway
A bit of windblown fluff
Delicate and beautiful
Agog with distraction
Mystified by motion
Reflections scatter
Scoop and rehome to
Empty farmland miles away

04.02.2026 03:33 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 1    ๐Ÿ” 1    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

Oh... so it is..
This was quite near a large coastal river, estuary so i jumped to conclusions..

04.02.2026 08:03 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 0    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

Love the rhythm of this.
The words aren't going in,
(I might just be tired, I'll have to revisit it later) but the rhythm is soothing

04.02.2026 08:00 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 0    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

Start to the end
The sandpiper can
Not attend, to multitask
Half-assed two as one
Before the first is done
Beginning the next but
Still the worst at the
First to the second, a
Lesson in aggression to
Prove your worth to
Yourself, to everyone

#wildwalkprompt
#sandpiper #poetry
#writingcommunity

04.02.2026 03:10 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 2    ๐Ÿ” 1    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
Emoetry prompt for 2/4 is #Terrified

#writingcommunity #poetry
@fafo-poets-society.bsky.social

Emoetry prompt for 2/4 is #Terrified #writingcommunity #poetry @fafo-poets-society.bsky.social

#Emoetry prompt for 2/4 is #Terrified

#writingcommunity #poetry
@fafo-poets-society.bsky.social

04.02.2026 02:42 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 15    ๐Ÿ” 6    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 1

Not going to pretend I'm upset ๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿคฃ

04.02.2026 01:42 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 1    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜

04.02.2026 01:40 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 1    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

(Sorry if my responses are not quite ecstatic enough... but I'm really tired, and am waiting until tomorrow so that I know I'm not just dreaming at the moment...)

04.02.2026 01:40 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 1    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

It is up

04.02.2026 01:35 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 1    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
Post image

Hello Wild Walk #writers

I almost didn't see this little thing, so unexpectedly hidden on the highstreet. It blends in so well.

#Sandpiper

Use the image/word to inspire your writing, then post with #WildWalkPrompt

#prompt #writesky #blueskypoets #writingprompt #nature #5amwritersclub

04.02.2026 01:33 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 30    ๐Ÿ” 3    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 2    ๐Ÿ“Œ 3

That's incredible!!

04.02.2026 01:31 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 1    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

Did you illustrate for Beatrix potter?

04.02.2026 01:22 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 1    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

Wow! Those are amazing!!!

04.02.2026 01:21 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 1    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 2    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

๐Ÿค”... my sister did offer at one point, but I gave her the first piece like 2 years ago and she hasn't started yet so...

04.02.2026 01:17 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 1    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿคฃ
Yeah, I think I probably enjoyed the ham better ๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿคฃ

04.02.2026 01:15 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 1    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

I'd need to find someone willing to illustrate them at an affordable...
Or profit split...
Price first

04.02.2026 01:12 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 0    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

Took me a while to figure out how to fit j into the last stanza of mine...

04.02.2026 01:10 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 0    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

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