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@thebrokenspine.co.ukSep 20, 2026, 6:00 AM

Next up: #DeadLetters. Wrong addresses. Returned envelopes. Last words. Love letters that outlived the love. Things written for people who will never read them. New theme begins Friday. Don’t post early. Use Alt Text. Tag #PoemsAbout. Read. Repost. Reply.

A dark still-life photograph of old handwritten letters and envelopes layered across a surface, some decorated with postage marks and small pressed-flower designs. The Broken Spine logo appears at the top left and @thebrokenspine.co.uk at the top right. White text at the bottom reads: “Read Repost Reply #POEMSABOUT #DEADLETTERS”.
@johnchmura.bsky.socialSep 20, 2026, 5:31 AM

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@stacebot.bsky.social coming back for a second round and rockin’ #PoemsAbout

@stacebot.bsky.socialSep 20, 2026, 3:06 AM

submission criteria:
increasingly dubious items

#PoemsAbout #Strays
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk

#prompt #poetry #blueskypoetry #writesky #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity #poets #creativewriting

stray light i am taking submissions to my museum of optical phenomena which is really an apparatus about apparatuses submission criteria: increasingly dubious items Gallery I: Lens Flare selfie, 2:14 a.m. solar flare eating your face Gallery II: Ghost Image photograph of a birthday cake with an unexplained second sun Gallery III: Interference two people meeting in the light and making dark Gallery IV: Diffraction one scratched CD throwing rainbows across the ceiling Gift Shop one tiny knife, ineffectual Admission is free. No refunds.
@karenpgonzalez.bsky.socialSep 19, 2026, 7:50 PM

Oh this is clever! Really enjoyed it and could so easily envision the teeth as nightlight! #PoemsAbout #PowerCut #StayCreative @thebrokenspine.co.uk

@philippabowe.bsky.socialSep 19, 2026, 6:48 PM

My offering for the #PoemsAbout #Strays prompt: I love the Friday inspiration and seeing where it takes me.
Thanks as ever to @thebrokenspine.co.uk and @alanparrywriter.co.uk 🙏💜

Pale pink box with the words of a poem: Stray Where are my limbs straying to now – can they not be controlled? Across that fiery mountain range curled round that warm tempting flesh stiff with fear flapping happily – no they cannot. So I will tend you my dear limbs I will bathe you in tongues of shining oil of stellar dust of affection until you rest quietly at my side.   Where are my eyes straying
@karmicmishap.bsky.socialSep 19, 2026, 3:58 PM

lights click on overhead
for what's better off said
is the essence of life
on the edge of a knife.
thinking of them is thoughtless
they would yowl, if they knew
how my head is full of dreams
of both them, and you.

#PoemsAbout
#strays
#poetry

(2/2)

@alanparrywriter.co.uk

@karmicmishap.bsky.socialSep 19, 2026, 3:58 PM

ubiquitously
invisible;
sights, when seen, we forget
cats slinking all night
trying to get it right
get themselves through our day
unheeded.

#PoemsAbout
#strays
#poetry

(1/2)

@maddymarcotte.bsky.socialSep 19, 2026, 3:46 PM

#PoemsAbout #PowerCut

I had a dream that the power was cut,
but your teeth came on like a nightlight

when I needed to find
the bathroom.

@ctrlaltdltffs.bsky.socialSep 19, 2026, 1:17 PM

they were good people, the kind the world needs more of.

#PoemsAbout #strays #poetry
@alanparrywriter.co.uk @thebrokenspine.co.uk

strays of portland she was a stray a teen living on the streets her mom tried to sell her for crack she didn't talk about her past it seemed to pain her he was a stray another homeless teen his stepdad beat him mercilessly because he was gay living in the cold was preferable to bruises and broken bones they had so little and society looked spat on them you'd think they'd be angry and bitter treating others the way they were treated but these things didn't keep them from being kind and sweet and helping others they were strays teens living a life they shouldn't have to and I hope they're okay today
@fiftywords.bsky.socialSep 19, 2026, 9:34 AM

I wrote this on my travels and it seems to fit #PoemsAbout #Strays

Making Amends On the way to the coffee shop beggars raise weather worn hands, palms open beneath bright signs as scooters split the rain and phones flare in every hand. Inside, an American says he has left America for good. Trump, he says, with the small embarrassment of someone explaining a stain. His father was here once, twenty years old, a family in debt and no bone spurs. He came with other boys carrying rifles, photographs, leaving questions no peace could answer. The son has come by choice. He speaks of debts, of what one country owes another, then lifts his cup and watches the street through glass. His father went home in '75. Later came Đổi Mới: shutters lifted, English climbed the walls, Credit cards welcome flowered on doors. The waiter brings him the bill. He taps without contact, and waits for the screen's approval
@phylogeneticsteve.bsky.socialSep 19, 2026, 6:58 AM

This is my entry for #PoemsAbout #Strays

Also for #AmpersandAfterDark

@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
@madp03t.bsky.social

I've been purging these strays out of my mind.

#vss365 #vssdaily #BlueSkyPoets #Inkmine #writingprompt #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity

Seitei no Kawazu Frog At The Bottom Of The Well There is no sin thriving on these hands Nothing on these hands I don't have Not even love Not even strays And I don't have to explore these emotions All of these strays, all of these frogs Making eggs Frothing in the well Sliming in my well And they poisoned my entire point of view. Stray frogs on my hands, former friends I had no clue Talking about me saying things that are untrue! Poisoning my well while they are all stuck in there. Gomenasai, their love have sent me to nowhere! All these frogs, all these strays, all these frogs, all these strays, all these frogs, all these strays— STUCK IN THERE!! All of these strays I once called I once kept I once called, my dear friends all frothing deep in my old well! A thousand eggs all filled The lies that they shilled! So tight was their embrace I'm running out of air! All of these frogs I once kept I once kept I once kept as my friends but they changed, new legs bursting forth! My new rule for myself is to purge all of these strays From every part of me, My head, my fingers, my toes, and my stomach! There is no love writhing on these hands Living in my head I don't have Not even care, Not even Empathy— The frogs in the well All of the entrails, all the frogspawn Churning legs None of their names All of their foam Have spilled into my pristine, cold floor All these frogs, all these strays, all these frogs, all these strays, all these frogs, all these strays— DIE IN THERE!! All of these strays I once cared I once paid I have grown so distant away from me because of their lies! Secretions rubbed off of me A neurotoxin! Mouth foaming as I breathe long enough to say this: All of these ingrates these tumors these strays I have known to be friends I thought they were but I'm shaking off! My new rule for myself is to drain them from my well, Out of my eyesight, my taste buds, my flashbacks, sensations of peace. Viscera out of my well! Watching them multiply Th
@stacebot.bsky.socialSep 19, 2026, 2:57 AM

for this week's #PoemsAbout i'm trying to contain #Strays rather than describe them

@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk

#prompt #poetry #blueskypoetry #writesky #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity #fictionwriters #poets #creativewriting

stray i’m having that nightmare again the one about the cars--the accident until i wake filled with the results of the late night myself the only salvation hot strong coffee later i walk in the sun without direction the purposelessness feels sneaky like a cold draft let my mind wander farther than my feet can carry imagine myself getting run down by a passing car i stop when i am far enough away from home to text even though i've had my phone in my hand the whole way open our messages type something delete it against the traffic i call listen until the ringing stops when it’s my turn i can’t remember what to say half-heartedly watch a movie after the sun goes down but turn it off part way realizing i’ll either cry soon or lose interest and i don’t have the spirit for either instead i try to write and nothing comes out nothing worthwhile only something about that stupid dream i’ve been having since i was old enough to remember i write about how this morning i wondered if my neighbors were dead in their apartment because i could hear their alarm clock going off for over an hour the rational response that they may have just been out didn’t occur to me until later but i select it all with the mouse and hit the delete key create a new document without a name and type bagpipes are sexy
@karenpgonzalez.bsky.socialSep 18, 2026, 8:28 PM

The simplicity, striking, lets the poem breath! Nicely done! #poemsabout #strays @thebrokenspine.co.uk

@fhpowellwriter.bsky.socialSep 18, 2026, 4:54 PM

#poemsabout #stray
@thebrokenspine.co.uk

@thewombwellrainbow.bsky.socialSep 18, 2026, 3:53 PM

For #PoemsAbout #Strays for @thebrokenspine.co.uk :

I'm Feral I'll trash your tidy desk, slap a photocopy of my bare arse, above it that says "kiss my arse". I'll tip your rubbish bins down the street My fretted crests'll slop over your carefully built barriers My spontaneous fires'll burn your precious stuff My earth'll move your home shatter it to splinters break your neat pavements pothole your smooth roads flood your flood defences overgrow your borders put weeds in your flowerbeds steal your freshly sown seeds bloody your egg laying chickens swear at your mam and dad then give them a hug wide eyed I'll scarper with a whistle and skip down your street shout "Anyone wanna shag me?" And say, "Now, do you love me?"
@brendafromia.bsky.socialSep 18, 2026, 3:11 PM

#PoemsAbout #Strays #triolet

I grabbed on to a stray thought
I turned it over in my mind
My thoughts turned into a knot
I grabbed on to a stray thought
Clarity is what I sought
Alas, enlightenment was declined
I grabbed on to a stray thought
I turned it over in my mind

@mwplovesmusic.bsky.socialSep 18, 2026, 2:03 PM

A screenshot
with the time
circled,
what was
I doing for 43
minutes,
breath quickening,
panic chasing,
mind blank,
I don’t know,
I was here with you

my cage got smaller,
your domain got bigger,
I never went anywhere,
everyday the same

#poemsabout #strays @thebrokenspine.co.uk #poetry

@frankhudson.bsky.socialSep 18, 2026, 12:23 PM

For #PoemsAbout #Strays @thebrokenspine.co.uk #PoemsAloud
here’s a voice from the ancestors (Kenneth Patchen) on the topic today—there’s also fierce guitar. frankhudson.org/2019/12/14/d...

@blackbijewess.bsky.socialSep 18, 2026, 12:11 PM

Our House

Pallets on the floor
Safe in a room without doors
Love what they came for

#haiku #PoemsAbout #Strays

@blackbijewess.bsky.socialSep 18, 2026, 12:10 PM

Basement Dwellers

I'm masking all day
Collecting rejected strays
Go our separate ways

#haiku
#PoemsAbout #Strays