Joseph Nutman

Thank you, Sue! Very kind of you to say, glad you enjoyed it!

🙏🙏 Thank you so much

Thank you @hool415.bsky.social - I had a lot of fun with that!

Thank you, I really enjoyed using that 😀

One for the #promptcombo offered by @hool415.bsky.social - this week on the theme of #visitor - #blueskypoets ##poetsofbluesky

ICYM this publishing opportunity #poetrycommunity ##poetsofbluesky

Stumbling bleary-eyed upon this spot at dawn one day last month, adding this to my list of poetic sites I have visited!

Lovely news last night of a nomination for Best of the Net from Gothic Keats Press for a poem in their Bryon anthology. Many thanks to Clay. Best of luck to everyone! 🌳🖊️🎉

www.gothickeatspress.com

A poem inspired by the statue of Sappho in Letchworth Garden City, a favourite writing spot of mine.

#blueskypoets #poetsofbluesky #sappho #inspiration #Hertfordshire

In the midst of moving home
a thousand-and-one mundane
hairsplitting thoughts
chase me from bed,
I'll be running on fumes today -
but I have coffee, a notebook,
and October wind
browbeating leaves
off the trees
in oceanic whisper hymns,
beckoning the tide
of my waking dreams, in.

#poem #cantsleep

A video poem inspired partly by dawn walks on the beaches of Catalonia last month, a Jim Morrison quote, and using an unusual narrator to answer my recurring question of "why am I up so early?" - complete with lapping Mediterranean waves and gorgeous views of Sitges.

#poetry #blueskypoets #sitges

Seven, always!

Pat Conroy at writing desk

‘Writing is the only way I have to explain my own life to myself.’
– Pat Conroy
writingforwellbeing.co.uk
#writing #WritingCommunity #WritersCommunity

The wonderful Sunday Mornings At The River have an open call for a new poetry anthology called 'For those who despair' -

www.sundaymorningsattheriver.com/submit

#poetry #opencall #anthology #sundaymorningsattheriver

The wonderful Sunday Mornings At The River have an open call for a new poetry anthology called 'For those who despair' -

www.sundaymorningsattheriver.com/submit

#poetry #opencall #anthology #sundaymorningsattheriver

Every day is National Poetry Day in this household, as my long-suffering wife and son would readily testify.

Whipping this little poem back out for #NationalPoetryDay and this year's theme #Play

Thank you so much, I really appreciate your comments - that is probably one of the most raw things I have shared in a poem that I have actually shared

Athlete The first event I entered I won – it was a swim, first in around 200 million, no medal for me – I had no neck; nine months later I stood on the podium, soaking wet, bawled my eyes out to celebrate. Next event: Duathlon. Stage one – a toddle across the concourse of the court to my father and his solicitor; no idea who they were, but at the end of my sprint my smile was returned. Stage two was not up to me, down to a judge – deemed me to be my father's son, in his eyes (having failed the blood test) that was a loss, no split decision here, it was unanimous. My prize? £9 a fortnight for the next sixteen years, and my name, some daddy issues, shame. It didn't feel like I'd won. Next event: Iron man. Fuelled by cold fusion where my heart was meant to be, cardiovascular efficiency left no room for empathy. caused damage on the field of play to cover myself in glory with my ideas of what a man should be. Maybe I should rehab my old injuries – quit competing, take my losses graciously, throw out my expensive shoes, hold a conference on the news, retire and live a humble life; always take the scenic route, stop to enjoy the view, at a pace I can enjoy, and run barefoot.

The second of two poems for #@nationalpoetryday on the subject of #play - this one is called 'Athlete' @poetrydayuk.bsky.social

Thank you, Madeleine - tips like this help me find my way around! I know what I am going to be doing on my day off work now! 🙏

UK fifth-worst country in Europe for loss of green space to development Exclusive: 1,680 football pitches of protected natural land in England, Wales and Northern Ireland lost in five years * ‘Desecration of landscape’: the fight over development in areas of outstanding natural beauty * Revealed: Europe losing 600 football pitches of nature and crop land a day Nature and farmland equivalent in size to that of the New Forest – 604 sq km – was lost to concrete and bricks and mortar in the UK between 2018 and 2023, according to an investigation by the Guardian and European partners. In the same period the loss of some of the most protected and special natural areas in England, Wales and Northern Ireland, known as national landscapes, reached 12 sq km; equivalent to 1,680 football pitches worth of natural land. Continue reading...

UK fifth-worst country in Europe for loss of green space to development

Game Over Lost in a maze, where all that matters is levelling-up, rapid consumption gobbling up everything in sight. . . . . Always against the clock, fruits of labour never near, surge from that pill fades and you're vulnerable again. . . . . All that matters is your Hi-Score and of that I've had enough, so I take my hands off the joystick and let all the ghosts catch up . . .

The first of two poems on the theme of #play for @poetrydayuk.bsky.social - A Pacman inspired metaphor on the shunning of the rat race and a craving for depth called 'Game Over'. #nationalpoetryday #pacman #gameover

Turns out it will only be two poems, I felt the third didn't quite pass muster!

Game Over Lost in a maze, where all that matters is levelling-up, rapid consumption gobbling up everything in sight. . . . . Always against the clock, fruits of labour never near, surge from that pill fades and you're vulnerable again. . . . . All that matters is your Hi-Score and of that I've had enough, so I take my hands off the joystick and let all the ghosts catch up . . .

The first of two poems on the theme of #play for @poetrydayuk.bsky.social - A Pacman inspired metaphor on the shunning of the rat race and a craving for depth called 'Game Over'. #nationalpoetryday #pacman #gameover

Looking forward to National Poetry Day, I am going to share three poems on the theme of #play tomorrow! Had a rummage through the archive and found some suitable ones. #nationalpoetryday

Thalassa She keeps her counsel, watching boats bow and sway like disciples before a hidden altar. She inhales whole forests, teaches wind how to breathe, rain how to fall, stones how to wait. Her voice is a pendulum— golden-faced, merciless— swinging between lullaby and dirge. At night, she lifts her hem of foam, bares her salt-bitten throat to the moon, and laughs in the language of glass breaking itself smooth against her tongue.

Thanks to @rfsmith.bsky.social for this weeks #PromptCombo #Character
I've been distracted over summer but getting back into a rhythm & it's good to see and read everyone.

Great tip, thank you!

It's a party now! Thank you 🙏

A lovely rainbow dawn over The Chalk Hills this morning! #dawn #sunrise #rainbow