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@andywilliamson.comSep 11, 2026, 9:07 AM

Thanks @alanparrywriter.co.uk @thebrokenspine.co.uk for this week's #PoemsAbout #FaultLines, here's something short and sweet... will check in on others later! #poetry

Before the divorce we ate canapés this must be your muse the artist asked me sparkling wine in hand as we small talked the gallery opening no, I said this is my wife have you met?
@bernp.bsky.socialSep 11, 2026, 9:00 AM

thanks to @thebrokenspine.co.uk and @alanparrywriter.co.uk for #PoemsAbout #FaultLines look forward to seeing other's work

Insomnia An appalling crack of light Pours into my room, Picking up in its cast Specks, spiralling Across this place Where I can no Longer find peace. A little universe from hell. It seems to draw me Away from familiar Weather, the arcadia of my life, She, who rises and falls Beside me in sleep. I beached, marooned By the baying rabble in The courtroom of my head, Cursing the crushed velvet, moth Book marking a fold in the curtain, For its good fortune, in being dead.
@ianbrownlie.bsky.socialSep 11, 2026, 8:44 AM

And this morning I have given myself the earworm of 'Your Fault' from Into the Woods. Which is great, but even so.
#PoemsAbout #FaultLines

my fault clearly things had gone pear-shaped it was another failure another inquest would begin another post-mortem concluding that there had been no indication but i would pass my driving test eventually
@sonnetsmith.bsky.socialSep 11, 2026, 8:39 AM

A first draft of my contribution to #FaultLines #PoemsAbout
Thank you @alanparrywriter.co.uk and @thebrokenspine.co.uk
For hosting!!

##poetry #blueskypoetry

Shifting plates, shifting times Changes following fault lines And reinvention's catalysed As from beneath, volcanoes rise. Pockmarked face, ruptured skin, The oozes seeping from within Leave a landscape without hope Subject to the pains of growth, Magma's puss though, fades away, Leaves fertile ground within its stay Where forests of a thousand hairs Are cultivated, with great care To cover up the cracks and scars That settled in across the years. But time; as she is want, still moves Those plates, and with them cracks and grooves Paint chasms in a different place Where forests can't erase their trace New acts each day on seismic stage, And tremors just increase with age.
@hareontherun.bsky.socialSep 11, 2026, 8:30 AM

Haven't dabbled in #PoemsAbout with @thebrokenspine.co.uk for ages. Here's a little 'un for today's #FaultLines with thanks to @alanparrywriter.co.uk

Reaching for the faultmeter was the easy part. More tricky was locating the positive and negative terminals of our disagreement
@jenthorne.bsky.socialSep 11, 2026, 7:10 AM

Another week is over and another #PoemsAbout day is upon us.

I've had a doozy of a week, but I made it. Here's to everyone else that did 👏

Now let's share some cool poetry 🩶🩶🩶

#FaultLines
#GenerationalTrauma
#Poetry

Fault Line I didn’t grow up with monsters. I grew up with people who were carrying so much they dropped pieces of themselves. I feel the weight of the swallowed anger. The pressure of choices not made. A stone, an heirloom, sitting on my chest. I want to blame them. I do. I want to point and say you did this to me. But I won't. Instead I sit with the truth: they shared what they had. Now do the cracks end here or keep traveling?
@clareobrien.bsky.socialSep 11, 2026, 6:43 AM

For #PoemsAbout - thanks to
@alanparrywriter.co.uk and @thebrokenspine.co.uk
Might use some of this one in my novel-in-progress - title 'Light Switch' - which is very much about #Faultlines

NEXT LIFE by Clare O'Brien The asphalt scabs are crumbling, their planes acutely angled, potholes erupting stones. Tarmac prairies once allowed the smooth running of machines, whose long reign is at an end. Wild emeralds emerge from cracks, throbbing with moisture. Wet life reasserts, ebbing the tide of tar. Rain falls like a blessing on the tiny forests, oozing moss, copses and bogs reaffirmed. We beat our wings and howl, take to the sun bright air, swim the deepening green.
@bethosmond.bsky.socialSep 11, 2026, 6:38 AM

For #poemsabout #faultlines
Thankyou @alanparrywriter.co.uk
Looking forward to reading everyone’s contributions.

Hatched Hatchery from V. Press
@janpsolivagant.bsky.socialSep 11, 2026, 6:20 AM

Thanks @alanparrywriter.co.uk @thebrokenspine.co.uk #PoemsAbout #FaultLines

#poetry: ©Jan Peters, 2025

#poetrycommunity #PoetsOfBluesky #GenX #penfriends #80s #90s #ColdWar #Yugoslavia #Croatia #Zagreb #Bosnia

Zagreb Elegy We bond over Letters: Shared passion for Language, literature - the Life of the Mind; Shared cache of quotes from Python, Blackadder, ‘Allo ‘Allo. The Girl from Zagreb - Polyglot, worldly beyond her Eighteen years, working-class - Eclipsing with ease the churchy, Would-be Oxbridge crop of a Suffolk sixth form. Her neat, feminine hand, My barely legible scrawl: Aghast at Tiananmen Square, Elated at the Fall of the Berlin Wall. Maiden Voyage, December 1989: Sleeper via Milan to stay with her In Hrvatska*, Yugoslavia. Melee of Laibach, Gastarbeiter**, Hyperinflation, Hand-milled coffee and MTV. Goli Otok, Adriatic Alcatraz, Abandoned that very year. Bratstvo, jedinstvo i suživot~ - Dried husks crumbling into tinder. My friend’s university ID: Latin and Croatian arrayed in Solemn columns - Zagreb folding back into the Bulwark of Christendom. One morning, dark-clad, Sombre, she absents herself. High-school comrade, Bosnian Muslim girl, has Taken her own life. Later, My friend, dejected, recalls the Mother’s blank-eyed, flint-faced Parting words: Možda će joj Bog oprostiti - Maybe God will forgive her. ©Jan Peters/Solivagant Wisdom, 2025 *Croatia ** Foreign or migrant workers (German) ~ Brotherhood, Unity, and Coexistence
@thewombwellrainbow.bsky.socialSep 11, 2026, 6:04 AM

For #PoemsAbout #Faultlines and @alanparrywriter.co.uk @thebrokenspine.co.uk

Hear "Welcome to my world," every time I talk of pains in small of my back and up my legs. Twenty years standing at work gives her compatible pains that work into snap remarks about lack of quality in cleaning bathroom, or any other room in the home, putting pressure on handles as if she is expected to repair every blemish, worn items, aging husbands, and her own decay to preserve illusion that all is right.
@thebrokenspine.co.ukSep 11, 2026, 6:00 AM

#PoemsAbout #FaultLines is live.

Find the fracture. Put your finger in it.

Post from today through Thursday. Tag #PoemsAbout. Use Alt Text. #TakeRisks #EndOnAnImage #AvoidCliché

Read 3+. Repost. Reply.

Black-and-white photograph of a rough rock face split by a deep, dark vertical crack running down its centre. The Broken Spine logo is at the top left and @thebrokenspine.co.uk at the top right. White text at the bottom reads: “Read Repost Reply #POEMSABOUT #FAULTLINES”.
@bethbpoet.bsky.socialSep 11, 2026, 5:47 AM

It’s Friday again so…#PoemsAbout. #Faultlines. Thanks @thebrokenspine.co.uk and Alan Parry

On the beach They have drawn a line in the sand; a deep incision wide as the stick one of them used to make it. It is a line of principles of stances taken. You may approach to consider its certainties: thus far no further they will not countenance any stepping beyond it is after all a line in the sand. Ask a question while they stand there resplendent in an angry black stand there backs to the ocean indifferent to the fact of an incoming tide
@throwawayreg.bsky.socialSep 11, 2026, 5:38 AM

reyt Friday this is it girls & boys
over the hill and into #PoemsAbout
here’s my little “throwaway” poem
for #Faultlines and give thanks to
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
enjoy your weekend everyone everywhere
not forgetting it’s my birthday weekend 🛋️🚶‍➡️🚶‍♂️🚶‍➡️🚶‍♂️🫶🏿👩‍🦰

@sueimnw.bsky.socialSep 11, 2026, 4:58 AM

For this week's #PoemsAbout theme #FaultLines with thanks to @thebrokenspine.co.uk

@johnchmura.bsky.socialSep 11, 2026, 4:24 AM

#PoemsAbout #FaultLines #PoemsAloud @thebrokenspine.co.uk

@johnchmura.bsky.socialSep 11, 2026, 4:20 AM

#PoemsAbout #FaultLines @thebrokenspine.co.uk
Yes, there are many epic and heroic stories about 9/11, but for the most part history is made up of pointillistic, random moments. I will put a reading in the comments.

SEA MONKEYS I made a friend of convenience in the serpentine queue at the New York Waterway terminal waiting for ferries back to Jersey. Just two tandem hatchlings in a tank full of sea monkeys sharing innocent histories to pass time, and trying to pan reason from a conduit of chaos. Doing mental math we figured two heads were better than one so we made a pact to stick together until we were assured of our shared returns. Five or six hours later a ferry a bus a city hike a couple of rail lines I finally reached my dad on a borrowed phone and he met the train at Matawan station. I offered my companion a ride but her hesitation immediately told me she would remain on the southbound train and our symbiotic tether had been severed. We wished each other a very well psychically remapping our actual lives but I feel a bit hollow recollecting neither of us knows the other’s name.
@thebrokenspine.co.ukSep 10, 2026, 6:00 AM

Tomorrow: #PoemsAbout #FaultLines.

Don’t write the earthquake. Write the crack that knew it was coming.

Don’t post before Friday. Tag #PoemsAbout. Use Alt Text.

Black-and-white photograph of a rough rock face split by a deep, dark vertical crack running down its centre. The Broken Spine logo is at the top left and @thebrokenspine.co.uk at the top right. White text at the bottom reads: “Read Repost Reply #POEMSABOUT #FAULTLINES”.
@thebrokenspine.co.ukSep 8, 2026, 6:00 AM

#PoemsAbout #FaultLines starts Friday.

Write what happens under pressure. The hairline crack. The old division. The thing everybody stepped over until the ground moved.

Draft now. Share from Friday. Tag #PoemsAbout. Use Alt Text.

Black-and-white photograph of a rough rock face split by a deep, dark vertical crack running down its centre. The Broken Spine logo is at the top left and @thebrokenspine.co.uk at the top right. White text at the bottom reads: “Read Repost Reply #POEMSABOUT #FAULTLINES”.