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@wordwitchlife.bsky.socialSep 11, 2026, 3:29 AM

Here's a #poem I wrote the other day. Enjoy!

#amwriting #writingcommunity #poetsofbluesky #skypoets #chronicillness #mentalhealth #writersofbluesky #bskypoets #blueskypoetry #writersky

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@gumantia.researchers.blueSep 11, 2026, 2:49 AM

Golden sun ascends
Clear skies awaken in gold
Morning softly glows
#micropoetry
#paintbywords
#skypoets
#haiku
#HaiQ

@wordwitchlife.bsky.socialSep 10, 2026, 8:07 PM

Check out this past #poem! One of my favorites.

#amwriting #writingcommunity #poetsofbluesky #skypoets #chronicillness #mentalhealth #writersofbluesky #bskypoets #blueskypoetry #writersky

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@rock-rex.bsky.socialSep 10, 2026, 7:44 PM

"The Dead Are Not Suspicious".

#poem #poetry #skypoets #blueskypoets #poetsofbluesky #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity

“I slept in a graveyard.  I didn’t like to be in the city where people could see me.  It’s incredible, how big your problems are when you are homeless in a strange city or strange country, you don’t understand the language.  It’s so much worse than you can imagine.”
	 (Kurdish asylum-seeker Dariush:https://www.refugee-action.org.uk/dariush/)



Here in the city of the dead 
              there are no eyes to follow me,
       uncertain of my honesty
or fearing my intent.

Beneath these gravestones, wrapped in lead,
              our petty inhumanities
       are wiped clean by eternity;
death knows no discontent.

Even the birds are calmer here;
              there are no feet or speeding wheels
       to dodge while looking for a meal
of stale discarded crumbs.

The ancient yew trees soothe my fears
               a while, allow me to conceal
       myself so I can start to heal,
prepare for what’s to come.
@poetkatiratejeda.bsky.socialSep 10, 2026, 5:08 PM

Epicenter…

#love #poem #poetry #poet #beinghuman #lovepoem
#WritersofSky #SkyPoets
#BlueSkyRelay
#FreeVerse
#Resist #Art #BookSky

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@wordwitchlife.bsky.socialSep 10, 2026, 1:59 PM

#Fatigue is hitting hard with some heart issues/pain.

Nothing new to post yet but feel free to check out yesterday's #poem.

#writingcommunity #poetsofbluesky #skypoets #chronicillness #mentalhealth #writersofbluesky #bskypoets #blueskypoetry #writersky

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@lagahoo.bsky.socialSep 10, 2026, 10:12 AM

A beam of light struck
The prism revealing it
To be a melange
Of various colours just
Hidden out of sight

#HaikuFeels #vss365 #HaikuSky #Poetry #MicroPoetry #PoetryCommunity #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #BlueSkyPoets #WriteSky #Poem #SkyPoets #HaikuCommunity

@wordwitchlife.bsky.socialSep 10, 2026, 12:53 AM

Up to reading some #poetry? Check out today's poem!

#amwriting #writingcommunity #poetsofbluesky #skypoets #chronicillness #mentalhealth #writersofbluesky #bskypoets #blueskypoetry #writersky

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@rock-rex.bsky.socialSep 9, 2026, 7:26 PM

"There is neither beginning nor end to the imagination"

From "Pocket Lights", each starting with the first line of a poem from a City Lights "Pocket Poets" volume

#poem #poetry #skypoets #blueskypoets #poetsofbluesky #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity
@citylightsbooks.bsky.social

first line from William Carlos Williams' “Kora in Hell”, in Kora in Hell: Improvisations (1956)


	There is neither beginning nor end to the imagination,
                                                             though it’s not eternal:
                                                  outside the movement from the future
                                                                                to the present
                                                                        to the past.
                                                                 It’s boundlessly in time.

For being conscious
              is to be in time:
                                  experiencing motion
                                  and transition;
                        hearing sounds begin and end
                             or rise and fall;
                feeling wind sift through your hair;
       smelling cinnamon and baking bread.

                                                             And even when there seem to be
                                                                                         no changes
                                                                     in the world outside yourself,
                                                                                you are aware of that:
                                                                             your mind moves —
                                                                                                            alters
                                                                  even when it finds no alteration,
                                                     as it judges that
                                         this moment doesn’t differ
                                                        from the last.
@wordwitchlife.bsky.socialSep 9, 2026, 7:24 PM

Today's #poem. Enjoy!

#amwriting #writingcommunity #poetsofbluesky #skypoets #chronicillness #mentalhealth #writersofbluesky #bskypoets #blueskypoetry

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@poetkatiratejeda.bsky.socialSep 9, 2026, 6:31 PM

Traumas…

#beinghuman #poem #poetry #poet
#WritersofSky #SkyPoets
#BlueSkyRelay
#FreeVerse
#Resist #Art #BookSky
#Wellness #Selfcare
#MentalHealthAwareness #writing

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@waterfordrhyme.bsky.socialSep 9, 2026, 3:25 PM

Every #Wednesday we'll share a #waterford. Respond with your own (4 lines; 8, 4, 4, 8 syllables; ABBA rhyming scheme). These are slices of feel-good art so keep them positive!

#waterfordrhyme #poetrysky #poetry #poetrycommunity #PoetsOnBluesky #skypoets #writingcommunity #spéirghorm #micropoetry

Image of a waterford printed in black on a white brick background.

This week's waterford is a winner of the 2026 annual waterford competition, as chosen by Molly Twomey. It appears in "Duanaire - collected waterfords", the world's first poetry collection of waterfords which is edited by Kevin MacAlan, and features over 300 poems written by more than 90 poets from all over the globe. Copies of the anthology are available now: waterfordrhyme.com/#buyduanaire

Cycling by David Birkett

So sweet, this slow dissolution
of stress and gall;
the pedals fall
and rise in calm revolution.
@wordwitchlife.bsky.socialSep 9, 2026, 2:47 PM

I've just put a #new #poem up! Check it out.

#amwriting #writingcommunity #poetsofbluesky #skypoets #chronicillness #mentalhealth #writersofbluesky #bskypoets #blueskypoetry

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@lagahoo.bsky.socialSep 9, 2026, 10:55 AM

Help had absconded.
Leaving her intuition
Brutally aware
Of the harsh realities
Of abandonment

#HaikuFeels #vss365 #HaikuSky #Poetry #MicroPoetry #PoetryCommunity #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #BlueSkyPoets #WriteSky #Poem #SkyPoets #HaikuCommunity

@wordwitchlife.bsky.socialSep 9, 2026, 9:27 AM

Here's the #poem I wrote yesterday! #New one coming later today, too. Enjoy!

#amwriting #writingcommunity #poetsofbluesky #skypoets #chronicillness #mentalhealth #writersofbluesky #bskypoets #blueskypoetry

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@poetkatiratejeda.bsky.socialSep 9, 2026, 1:17 AM

Tombs…

#poem #poet #poetry #beinghuman
#WritersofSky #SkyPoets
#BlueSkyRelay
#FreeVerse
#Resist #Art #BookSky

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@rock-rex.bsky.socialSep 8, 2026, 7:19 PM

"There is a blue plaque..."

#poem #poetry #skypoets #blueskypoets #poetsofbluesky #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity #painting #acrylics

                                        There is a blue plaque on a hill,
                    screwed to the dead trunk of an elm.
                                                     It  speaks of years
                                          when leaves grew thick,
                                          when small birds
                                                               raised their young
                                                                        protected by  its branches,
                                          when its silhouette against the sky
                               traced seasons:
                         from the sharp-edged, detailed filigree of Winter,
                  through the vivid fuzz of Spring
                                               (as if one’s eyes were slightly out of focus),
             Summer’s solid, rounded masses,
      to the tattered yellow flags of Autumn
slowly littering the ground beneath.
                                                                    Few read it now,
                                                                                      or care —
                                                   for after all, what’s one old loss
                                                            among so many more?
@wordwitchlife.bsky.socialSep 8, 2026, 6:51 PM

Today's #new #poem has been posted! Enjoy!

#amwriting #writingcommunity #poetsofbluesky #skypoets #chronicillness #mentalhealth #writersofbluesky #bskypoets #blueskypoetry

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@poetkatiratejeda.bsky.socialSep 8, 2026, 4:53 PM

Her…

#poet #poem #poetry
#WritersofSky #SkyPoets
#BlueSkyRelay
#FreeVerse
#Resist #Art #BookSky
#Wellness #Selfcare

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@lagahoo.bsky.socialSep 8, 2026, 10:19 AM

If one looked, you’d see
Profundities were employed
With mysteries deep
Within the moonglade’s structure
Few could comprehend

#HaikuFeels #vss365 #HaikuSky #Poetry #MicroPoetry #PoetryCommunity #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #BlueSkyPoets #WriteSky #Poem #SkyPoets #HaikuCommunity

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