To keep a fire
Beneath the ribs,
One must be willing
To swallow the sun.

#poetry

Willow leaves the scene
On gusty #moonglade breezes
To employ magic

#dailyhaikuprompt Willow Leaves Gusty
#haiku #vss365 #haikufeels
#poetry #poetrycommunity

#monoku by new contributor Martina Matijević.
#poetry #haiku #summer #tide

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Against a white background, this #monoku by new contributor Martina Matijević, reads marsh ride the crumples of a tissue #poetry #haiku #summer #tide

#haiku by Deborah A. Bennett. Deborah (IG: @d.a._bennett ) draws her inspiration from the teaching of ancient religious philosophers & haiku poets who were also riveted by the purity & beauty of #nature #poetry #poetrylovers

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Against a white background, this #haiku by Deborah A. Bennett reads, child’s dime sinking in the fountain water damselflies Deborah A. Bennett @d.a._bennett draws her inspiration from the teaching of ancient religious philosophers & haiku poets who were also riveted by the purity & beauty of #nature #poetry #poetrylovers

Though life
May try,
It cannot dull
The light in
Your eyes.
The stars
Don’t diminish
When we wish
Upon them.

#poetry

The encroaching dusk
Envelops all it touches
Low Tide marketing

#dailyhaikuprompt Dusk Low Tide
#haiku #poetry #poetrycommunity

Let's see... can I do this without backspace and delete, lol. #poetry #poem #typewriter

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A poem composed on a free typewriter How many words can words appear on a printed page? Way too many I fear In the computer age. And who bother penning their own rhyme If the computers Can do it in half the time It's too hard, I'm no good The youth they do exclaim The hard way is the right way That is what I explain.

We wait
Eons
For an
Iota of
A life.
Don’t
Flinch.

#poetry

#shahai by returning contributor, Biswajit Mishra.

Biswajit Mishra is a bilingual poet writing mostly in English and occasionally in Odia. Born in India and having spent a few years in Kenya, Biswajit and his wife Bharati currently live in Calgary, #Canada #poetry #photography #haiku

@biswajitmishra.ig
biswajitpoetry@biswajitca.bsky.social

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In this #shahai by returning contributor, Biswajit Mishra, a cloudy sky of many colors is seen above power lines and traffic signs. The accompanying #haiku reads, unspoken words the potential clouds my day Biswajit Mishra is a bilingual poet writing mostly in English and occasionally in Odia. Born in India and having spent a few years in Kenya, Biswajit and his wife Bharati currently live in Calgary, #Canada #poetry #photograp

“Fables” from Threnody, now available for Pre-Order on http://nihtgengapress.com, along with my two other volumes of poetry.

Thank you for supporting an independent poet! 🖤✨

#Poetry #Books #Independent

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A poem from the book Threnody by Michelle Joy Gallagher Soffe It reads: Fables What fables The stars Speak, The make Believe that Light and Warmth Are endless.

If god is
Entropy,
Breaking is
A form of
Prayer,
And I am
Devout.

#poetry

bamboo shoots under
fingernails till election
then the fun begins

#dailyhaikuprompt Shoots
#haiku #poetry #poetrycommunity

The sky
Gives us
Constellations
When we
Can’t recognize
Ourselves.

#poetry

It was in
The presence
Of death that
Life shone
Brightest.

#poetry

Splendid and fertile
The imaginary soil
In dark matter brain

#dailyhaikuprompt Splendid Soil
#haiku #poetrycommunity #poetry

Make the #elixir
From sprouts of splendid soil
Fan the harvest flames

#dailyhaikuprompt Splendid Soil
#haiku #vss365 #haikufeels
#poetry #poetrycommunity

RE: https://hear-me.social/@SPF/113704837624293284

Farmer and poet Wendell Berry has died at 92. I wish I'd come across his books earlier in life. A great American, who wrote his own best eulogy:

"The old, whose bodies encrust their lives, die, and that is well.
They unhinder what has struggled in them.

"The light, painfully loved,
that narrowed and darkened in their minds
becomes again the sky.

"The young, who have looked on dying, turn back to the world, grown strangely alert to each other's bodies."

#death #wendellberry #poetry

“Rise” from Library on Fire, now available for Pre-Order, along with Disremembering and Threnody at http://nihtgengapress.com

Thank you for supporting an independent poet! 🖤✨

#Poetry #Books #Independent

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A poem from Library on Fire by Michelle Joy Gallagher Soffe. It reads: Rise The sun, Halfway Through its Litespan, Burning Through its Hydrogen, Still rises And so Will I.

You are
The cosmos
Pretending
To be a
Person.

#poetry

In the beginning
Water wasn't all that clear
Covalent bondage

#dailyhaikuprompt Clear Water Beginning
#haiku #poetry #poetrycommunity

Weeping has
Always been
A war cry.

#poetry #SmallPoem

Let the
Stars of morning
Remind us how
To survive
The night.

#poetry

#Empathetic gift
Put my back into mauling
The mulberry spice

#dailyhaikuprompt Spice Mulberry
#haiku #vss365 #haikufeels #senryu
#poetry #poetrycommunity

#haiku by returning contributor,Joseph P. Wechselberger (IG: @jwech15 ). Joseph has been writing haiku since 2018. His work has been Touchstone-nominated / long-listed many times and widely published and anthologized across the web. #haiku #poetry

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Upon a white background, this #haiku by returning contributor,Joseph P. Wechselberger (IG: @jwech15 ), reads, a mallard’s eggs beginning to hatch swamp pinks Joseph has been writing haiku since 2018. His work has been Touchstone-nominated / long-listed many times and widely published and anthologized across the web. #haiku #poetry

#senryu by new contributor, Vikram Kolmannskog, marking the recent (Aug. 28) passing of champion of gay rights and inclusion of all kinds, Norway’s King Harald V. Vikram is a queer-of-colour poet, psychotherapist and professor living by the forest outside of Oslo, Norway. Find more at his website: www.vikram.no
#poetry #haiku #Norway

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Against a plain white background, this #senryu by new contributor, Vikram Kolmannskog, marking the recent (Aug. 28) passing of champion of gay rights and inclusion of all kinds, Norway’s King Harald V, reads, late summer bouquet boys who love boys and the king has died Vikram is a queer-of-colour poet, psychotherapist and professor living by the forest outside of Oslo, Norway. Find more at his website: www.vikram.no #poetry #haiku #Norway

The grapes of ICE throw
blatant injustice into
nations melting pot

#dailyhaikuprompt Grapes Ice
#haiku #poetry #poetrycommunity

“Wake” from Library on Fire, now available for pre-order, along with my first and second volumes of poetry at
http://nihtgengapress.com

#Poetry #Books #Independent

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A poem from a book called Library on Fire by Michelle Joy Gallagher Soffe. It reads: Wake Wake the Sleeping Violets. The end Has whispered New beginnings Into being, And for that You'll need To borrow Their bravery.

Let the darkness come.
It is a harbinger for
A time of stars.

#poetry

#haiku by returning contributor, thomas david (IG: @thomas.david575 ). Thomas is from West Sussex in the United Kingdom. His haiku and senryū have appeared here before and in many other fine publications. #poetry #oldpond #frog #England

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Against a white background, this #haiku by returning contributor, thomas david (IG: @thomas.david575 ) reads, empty pond the frog in my throat Thomas is from West Sussex in the United Kingdom. His haiku and senryū have appeared here before and in many other fine publications. #poetry #oldpond #frog #England

You used your
Sentiment
Like a blade,
And instead of
Being bled
I sharpened it.

#poetry

The valley is
Mine, and so
Is the shadow.
I do not fear
Death.

#poetry

Spud the mean old crow
Tried to pass as a raven
Peeks at the beaks tell

#dailyhaikuprompt Potato Crow
#haiku #poetry #poetrycommunity

urban camouflage
carved potato crow stands watch
from street corner shrub

#dailyhaikuprompt Potato Crow
#haiku #poetry #poetrycommunity

If you can’t wait til the books come in, you can now pre-order your copy at http://nihtgengapress.com!

Disremembering, Threnody, and Library on Fire will ship in about 2 weeks 🖤 thank you for supporting an indie poet
#Poetry #books #PreOrder #Indie

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Screenshot of the website Nihtgengapress.com. It shows four items for sale. Disremembering, threnody, and library on fire poetry books as well as a sticker that says “what choice do I have in the deepest dark but to become the stars?” It is a black and white theme with the title Nihtgenga Press in large type at the top.

This poem is 10 years old

#poetry #throwback

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A black and white picture of a lined piece of paper. In it is a poem that reads: l am all thorns in a world made for Roses

Stay soft,
But ready.
You have
To make
A fist
To hold
Flowers.

#poetry

Keyboard Lord

I am lord
of my keyboard.
A keyboard lord
is like a budget
radio Rambo.
Instead of
pulling the trigger
I toggle keys.
I take aim
with my mouse
and fire a missive.
Instead of cutting
with survival knife
I wound with words.
My grand hand
raps like a rooster
pecking the eyes out
of little letters;
pecking patches
of shadowy serifs.

#poem #poetry #PoetsOfMastodon

From the water
And the stone
We learn
The art of
Disappearing

#poetry

Full moon light highlights
In dark grove with swale sparkle
Night magic music

#dailyhaikuprompt Full Moon Grove
#haiku #poetry #poetrycommunity

#digital #haiga by regular contributor, Mark Meyer at 3dot studio in Mercer Island, Washington, USA. #poetry #art

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#digital #haiga by regular contributor, Mark Meyer at 3dot studio in Mercer Island, Washington, USA. #poetry #art The image depicts concentric circles that grow more diffuse as they progress outward from the center, reminiscent of planetary rings (e.g.Saturn). Within this ring system, several clear bubbles distort the continuity of the shape. Beneath that, the accompanying #monoku reads, “forever blowing bubbles one universe after another “

diffuse full moon light
on heavenly pleasure grove
#tissue issue tier

#dailyhaikuprompt Full Moon Grove
#haiku #vss365 #haikufeels
#poetry #poetrycommunity

#haiku by Jennifer Gurney. Jennifer lives in Colorado where she teaches, paints, writes and hikes. Her poetry is widely published. Two of her poems have won international contests & one was turned into a choral piece. Jennifer has 10 books of poetry. #stones #colorado #poetry #river

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Against a plain white background, this #haiku by Jennifer Gurney, reads, who molds these heart-shaped stones the river or my tears Jennifer lives in Colorado where she teaches, paints, writes and hikes. Her poetry is widely published. Two of her poems have won international contests & one was turned into a choral piece. Jennifer has 10 books of poetry. #stones #colorado #poetry #river

I am alive
In the way
A plucked
Flower is.
Doomed,
And still
Blooming.

#poetry

Keep your light
From those who
Speak only in
Shadow, give only
Dust.

#poetry

A scar is
Wisdom
That comes
Only from
Pain.

#poetry

Tucked in for the ride
Milky Way going my way
On evergreen bough

#dailyhaikuprompt Milky Way Evergreen
#hauku #poetry #poetrycommunity

#haiku / #senryu by Oana Maria Cercel (IG: @oana_maria_ ). Oana lives in Italy where she writes and co-edits Cold Moon Journal. #poetry #italy #silence

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This #haiku / #senryu by Oana Maria Cercel (IG: @oana_maria_ ), reads silent womb the grayness of another winter Visually, the poem is presented on a background of dark gray clouds, on a moonless winter night. Oana lives in Italy where she writes and co-edits Cold Moon Journal. #poetry #italy #silence

#haiku by returning contributor Tony Williams (IG: famwill2019 ). Tony has been writing haiku since 2020, when he finally retired to spend more time with vegetables, flowers, trees, etc. No book, but occasionally considering one. #poetry #raspberries #summer #rain

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Against a plain white background, this #haiku by returning contributor Tony Williams, reads heavy rain . . . spotting rust on the raspberries Tony has been writing haiku since 2020, when he finally retired to spend more time with vegetables, flowers, trees, etc. No book, but occasionally considering one. #poetry #raspberries #summer #rain

Grief is
The most
Honest love
Letter we could
Ever write.

#poetry

Don't leave a fresh peach
Sitting on a hearth too long
Fetid fruit festers

#dailyhaikuprompt Fresh Peach Hearth
#haiku #poetry #poetrycommunity

#senryu by Vidya Premkumar (IG: @i_sing_peace ). Vidya is a visual artist and poet from Wayanad, Kerala, India. Her work is infused with the socio-political realities and the nature around her. #poetry #haiku #gender #india

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Against a plain, white background, this #senryu by Vidya Premkumar (IG: @i_sing_peace ), reads, raincloud gender— my shadow tries on other shapes Vidya is a visual artist and poet from Wayanad, Kerala, India. Her work is infused with the socio-political realities and the nature around her. #poetry #haiku #gender #india

Phone #cord wouldn't reach
To backyard fresh water pool
So made pretend calls

#dailyhaikuprompt Fresh Water
haiku #vss365 #haikufeels
#poetry #poetrycommunity

The scatter
Of my bones
Will be poetry
Only the wild
Will read.
My last art.

#poetry

#haiku by Ash Evan Lippert. Ash is an emerging queer writer from South Carolina. Their work has appeared here before, as well as in many other fine publications. Their debut chapbook, “god of the body”, is available through Yavanika Press. Find them on Bluesky (@wanderstruck.blog) and IG: (@wanderstruck_haiku). #poetry #summer #southcarolina

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Against a dark background, presenting a murky image of the cloud-hidden lightning of an oncoming storm, in a moonless sky, this #haiku by Ash Evan Lippert reads, field mice flee before the tractor summer storm Ash Evan Lippert is an emerging queer writer from South Carolina. Their work has appeared here before, as well as in many other fine publications. Their debut chapbook, “god of the body”, is available through Yavanika Press. Find them on Bluesky (@wanderstruck.blog) and IG: (@wanderstruck_haiku). #poetry #summer #southcarolina

New 3”x 3” stickers available in the shop!The poem is “Become”, one of my favorites from Library on Fire. https://www.nihtgengapress.com/product/become-sticker. Free shipping in the US!

#poetry #books #sticker

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WHAT CHOICE DO I HAVE IN THE DEEPEST DARK, BUT TO BECOME THE STARS?

We carry the
Light of the
Cosmos.
Rest assured,
Something will
Devour us,
But it won’t be
The dark.

#poetry

The title is taken from TS Eliot’s The Waste Land - and he took it from The Tempest by Shakespeare …

I remember
Those are pearls that were his eyes.
“Are you alive, or not? Is there nothing in your head?”

(From The Waste Land)

#shakespeare #TSEliot #thewasteland #poetry #poem

A name writ
In constellations
Older than Sumer,
Wilder than the sea.
A gift of fire
Beckons me.

#poetry

#haiku / #senryu by new contributor, Adele Gallogly (IG:@AdeleGallogly). Adele is a new writer of haiku and its related forms. Her work has appeared in several other fine publications. #poetry #bypass #blueheron

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Against a white background, this #haiku / #senryu by new contributor, Adele Gallogly (IG:@AdeleGallogly), reads, wingspan after his final bypass a blue heron Adele is a new writer of haiku and its related forms. Her work has appeared in several other fine publications. #poetry #bypass #blueheron

#haiga with #drawing by Josiah and #haiku by Nitu Yumnam. Nitu is from #India and lives in the UAE. She is a Japanese poetry enthusiast and finds that #poetry makes her more attentive to life’s small wonders.

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In a collaborative #haiga with #drawing by Josiah and #haiku by Nitu Yumnam, an outline shows a negative image of a mound of some kind. It could be a hairy person or a haystack. Around the outline, layered hashmarks indicate a darkening sky or at least a darker background. Double vertical lines on each side border suggest, perhaps, parted drapes at a window. The whole image is presented here, on a background of faded orange. The accompanying haiku reads, winter dusk his blanket tilts towards his son Nitu is from #India and lives in the UAE. She is a Japanese poetry enthusiast and finds that #poetry makes her more attentive to life’s small wonders.

I’ve stitched
Myself back
Together
With strands
Of starlight.
I do not fear
The coming
Dark.

#poetry

Their eggs used for bait
Proves these bottom feeders are
Catfish cannibals

#dailyhaikuprompt Catfish Eggs
#haiku #poetrycommunity #poetry

Scorch the catfish eggs?
Trick is to crack them in a
Pan with a #razor

#dailyhaikuprompt Catfish Eggs
#haiku #haikufeels #vss365
#poetry #poetrycommunity

Stand in
The Sun.
See how even
Shadow
Falls at your
Feet.

#poetry

Help fund my habit
Huffing #kettle of fish mist
Gets real smelly
Scales fall off of my eyes
As I swim upstream while high

#dailyhaikuprompt Mist High
#haiku #tanka #TankaThursday
#vss365 #haikufeels #poetry
#poetrycommunity

Love can
Be undone
By anything,
Anything but
Death.

#poetry

A.I. butt camera
Identifies by moon print
You've been warned my friend

#dailyhaikuprompt Moon Friend
#haiku #poetrycommunity #poetry

Past, present
And future exist
Simultaneously.
There is no
Universal now.
Breathe, my love.
Everything has
Already ended.
Everything is just
Beginning.

#poetry

Killdeer and Piping
Planned a dusk trip to Dover
Called roving Plovers

#dailyhaikuprompt Killdeer Dusk
#haiku #poetrycommunity
#poetry

#concrete #senryu by Peter Jastermsky (IG @pjastermsky ). The author of 10 books of haiku-based writing, Peter lives among the Joshua trees in So.Cal., USA. He created the popular “split sequence” form in 2017. Learn more about Peter & his writing at peterjastermsky.com. #poetry #love

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Against a plain white background, this #concrete #senryu by Peter Jastermsky (IG @pjastermsky ), reads if not for you the bottom of the barrel Visually, the words are arranged roughly in the shape of a barrel or possibly a wine glass or goblet, as there is an area near the bottom where the sides of the barrel could be seen as “pinched together” like a very short stem stem. The author of 10 books of haiku-based writing, Peter lives among the Joshua trees in So.Cal., USA. He created the popular “split sequence” form in 2017. Learn more about Peter & his writing at peterjastermsky.com. #poetry #love

"Passo tempos, passo silêncios, mundos sem forma passam por mim."

"I pass times, I pass silences, formless worlds pass me by."

The Book of Disquiet

~Fernando Pessoa

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fernando_Pessoa

#books #poetry #literature

R.K. Hegelman on Fernando Pessoa, “an extreme and singular figure in a modern poetic tradition that views poems not just as texts, but as gnostic vehicles of self-annihilation and worldly renovation.”

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/articles/1816395/i-multiplied-myself-to-feel-myself?utm_source=Klaviyo&utm_medium=campaign&utm_id=01M07W8MNQ2W0QED5E79D708K8&_kx=3MZUehzXM-41qlWAMPUiuNZadX2p0SByuNf_t0eMLB0.U5D8ER

Books by Fernando Pessoa at PG:
https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/author/9005

#books #literature #poetry

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Photograph of Fernando Pessoa. Pessoa is shown wearing round wire-framed glasses, a mustache, a fedora hat, and a suit with a tie.

We are the
Universe
Writing
Love letters
To itself.

#poetry

We all are
Afflicted by
The same
Wounds:
What we can’t
Remember,
And what we
Can’t forget.

#poetry

Administration
Makes bank money laundering
Whorefrost hot tub soak

#dailyhaikuprompt Soak Frost
#haiku #poetrycommunity #poetry

Paranoia soak
Frost of his fears on the boil
Stashed in a #matchbox

#dailyhaikuprompt Soak Frost
#haiku #haikufeels #vss365
#poetry #poetrycommunity

#haiku by Adele Evershed (IG: @ad_libby ).
Adele is a Welsh writer who now lives on America’s East Coast. Adele has 2 #poetry collections: “Turbulence in Small Spaces” (Finishing Line Press) & “The Brink of Silence” (Bottlecap Press). Her 3rd collection, In the “Belly of the Wail” is upcoming with Querencia Press. She has published 2 novellas in flash, “Wannabe” & “Schooled” (Alien Buddha Press), & has an upcoming novella, “A History of Hand Thrown Walls,” with Unsolicited Press. #mammogram

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Against a night-black background, this #haiku by Adele Evershed (IG: @ad_libby ), reads, raspberry moon a red ripple on the mammogram Adele is a Welsh writer who now lives on America’s East Coast. Adele has 2 #poetry collections: “Turbulence in Small Spaces” (Finishing Line Press) & “The Brink of Silence” (Bottlecap Press). Her 3rd collection, In the “Belly of the Wail” is upcoming with Querencia Press. She has published 2 novellas in flash, “Wannabe” & “Schooled” (Alien Buddha Press), & has an upcoming novella, “A History of Hand Thrown Walls,” with Unsolicited Press. #mammogram

#haiku by returning contributor, Gordon Gearhart of Cape May, New Jersey. Gordon was first published on FreshOut in the late spring/early summer of 2025. His work may now be found on the following social media:
Facebook https://www.facebook.com/share/1AHjNKRfA5/
Bluesky: @rustwolf.bsky.social
Instagram: @gordongearhartpoetry

#poetry #fog #snowyowl #capemay

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Against a fog-white background, this #haiku by returning contributor, Gordon Gearhart of Cape May, New Jersey, reads sea fog in the dune grass a snowy owl hides Gordon was first published on FreshOut in the late spring/early summer of 2025. His work may now be found on the following social media: Facebook https://www.facebook.com/share/1AHjNKRfA5/ Bluesky: @rustwolf.bsky.social Instagram: @gordongearhartpoetry #poetry #fog #snowyowl #capemay

Please
Let Joy
Be what
Deranges
Me next.

#poetry

The more
Complete
The dark,
The better
To view the
Stars.

#poetry

It was barely spring
Chilly while still divining
Joy by dashboard lights

#dailyhaikuprompt Joy Barely Spring
#haiku #poetry #poetrycommunity

barely #ashamed of
the platitudes I deploy
just spring them with Joy

#dailyhaikuprompt Joy Barely Spring
#haiku #vss365 #haikufeels
#poetry #poetrycommunity

The Tragedy of Loving Sylvia Plath

Sarai Walker on Obsession, Ownership, and Plath Worship

https://lithub.com/the-tragedy-of-loving-sylvia-plath/

#books #literature #poetry

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This black-and-white photo of Sylvia Plath shows her from the chest up. She faces left and looks away from the camera. Her short dark hair has bangs, and she wears a shirt or jacket with wide lapels.

I need to see the rewritten version of this poem 😂

@reading @bookstodon @books @humor@fedigroups.social @humor@lemmy.world @aiop @joinin

#ReadingMemes #Meme #Poetry #Humor #Humour #Funny #Geek
#Reading #Readers #ReadingCommunity #AmReading
#Novel #Books #Fiction #Bookstodon

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A drawn picture of Edgar Allen Poe and his Raven. Caption: The Passive Agressive Raven Speech bubble from the Raven saying, 'Nevermind.'

The chrysalis
Hides the
Horror of
Becoming.

#poetry

Oh, how you’ve
Scattered me,
Long before I
Am ash.

#poetry

Remember being
Boisterous on fallen leaves
Splendor in the grass

#dailyhaikuprompt Boisterous Fallen Leaves
#haiku #poetrycommunity #poetry

#Shrewd leaves on a tree
Lower themselves when fallen
Boisterous rebound

#dailyhaikuprompt Boisterous Fallen Leaves
#haiku #vss365 #haikufeels #poetry
#poetrycommunity

How Emperor Augustus Silenced Rome’s Most Famous Poet

At the height of his popularity in Rome, Augustus exiled the poet Ovid to the Black Sea. There, the whimsical author produced a striking series of poems.

https://www.thecollector.com/ovid-roman-poet-exile/

Ovid at PG:

https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/author/2868

#books #literature #poetry

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In this painting by Anton von Werner, Ovid sits on a stone throne set in a shallow, arched niche. He wears a classical toga over his left shoulder and torso, leaving his right shoulder uncovered. He gazes a little to his left. He holds a small rectangular writing tablet in his lap with his left hand. His right hand holds a stylus near his chin. He wears a simple wreath or band on his head, open-toed sandals, and sits with his right leg crossed over his left.

#Poetry #Music #Audio #Clip #UK 48secs

A mix of #Spiritual + #Rap #Truth #HipHop -

The game's dead - This way of life is so disgusting

Same promises of hope - that amount to nothing

#FarmaG - Ya Dead Now [+ #Lyrics]:

https://inv.nadeko.net/watch?v=zJnCMGnF4AU (no-advert / filtered youtube page)

[ NOT about #guns and #bling ]

#haiga / #tankart by Tom Bierovic (@tombierovic). Tom is a widely published, award-winning poet. When not reading or writing, Tom enjoys playing backgammon, playing Native American flutes, and drumming on bongos & djembe. Find his books, “Playing for Keeps in Stocks and Futures”, “Blink of a Duck’s Eye”, & “Paper Boats” on Amazon. Tom & wife Laurie (mystery writer Maggie McChristie) make their home in DeLand, Florida. #poetry #art

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In this, #haiga / #tankart by Tom Bierovic (@tombierovic), the pen and ink drawing, "Blessed Mother" by Javier Nino, depicts the face of a young woman, likely intended to represent St. Mary. The accompanying #tanka reads, her rosary a bead in Spanish a bead in English Tom is a widely published, award-winning poet. When not reading or writing, Tom enjoys playing backgammon, playing Native American flutes, and drumming on bongos & djembe. Find his books, “Playing for Keeps in Stocks and Futures”, “Blink of a Duck’s Eye”, & “Paper Boats” on Amazon. Tom & wife Laurie (mystery writer Maggie McChristie) make their home in DeLand, Florida. #poetry #art

May there be
Gardens
In the places
Where we
Dug our graves.

#poetry

prurient input
firehose force spray release
libido spiral

#dailyhaikuprompt Spiral
#haiku #poetry #poetrycommunity

Alert Daikon Rump
#Cling to rose garden trellis
Great white doom spiral

#dailyhaikuprompt Spiral Daikon
#haiku #haikufeels #vss365
#poetrycommunity #poetry

Dispossessed

© Simon J Ashcroft, 2026

#SJAshcroftsPoems #poems #poetry #PoetryCommunity #MyWordsMyWork

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Dispossessed We are the dispossessed, living by flame in a world grown colder than our hearts’ hope. Listen, where the wind plays across bare stones; a tune on ancient bone too tired to care. Hear, the Sea’s complaints, raised against our souls, grown heavy, turgid with such emptiness. The wild heart cries its pain, defiantly, against our vain pretence that we are free. Where is our lost home, now? Where are the fires of hearths we lost to time, in trade for nought? We, the dispossessed, gave what we should be as if a fair exchange for all we are. © Simon J Ashcroft, 2026

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You’ve forgotten me,
But I’ve reduced you
To poetry.
I’m not sure
Which is the
Worse fate.

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I wandered up
The twisted track
Where a thrilling
Of wren song
Or a flutter of thrushes
Might ease my pained back
All up through the thorn
I rambled
Lips purple
from a breakfast of bramble
And the wild world sang
Her sweet song
As I went
A tree creeper whispers
And weaves gentle spells
On the limbs of her oak
And the snap
Of the flycatcher
Catching her fly
The mewling of buzzards
Wheeling and soaring
High over hazel
And birch
And the gentle music
Of the breeze
on the bracken
#poetry

Let the
Starlight
Drown the
Darkness
And baptize
The broken-
Hearted

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the last snow drift melts
from cold rain wash and then rinse
evaporate spin

#dailyhaikuprompt Cold Rain Last Snow
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When the evil flow
Runs in reverse from winter
to fall goes on live
Where cold rain starts as last snow
Backassward spelling live rules

#dailyhaikuprompt Cold Rain Last Snow
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A quotation from Propertius

The sailor tells of stormy gales, of oxen talks the farmer,
   The soldier counts his wounds, of sheep the shepherd prates away;
I sing of hours in rosy bowers, of dalliance with my charmer:
   We all have here our proper sphere — his part let each one play.
   
[Navita de ventis, de tauris narrat arator,
   Enumerat miles vulnera, pastor oves.
   Nos contra angusto versantes proelia lecto:
Qua pote quisque, in ea conterat arte diem.]

Propertius (50-16 BC) Roman elegiac poet [Sextus Propertius]
Elegies, Book 2, Elegy 1, l. 43ff (2.1.43–46) [tr. Cranstoun (1875)]

More about (and translations of) this quote: wist.info/propertius/85363/

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#tanka by long-time contributor, Nicholas D. Klascanzky @klacsanzky of Seattle, Washington. Nicholas has several #poetry collections published and has won many awards for his #haiku and other work. #father #dewdrop

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This #tanka by long-time contributor, Nicholas D. Klascanzky @klacsanzky of Seattle, Washington reads, dew rolls the field down the veins of a maple leaf ... my face shaping up to be my father's Nicholas has several #poetry collections published and has won many awards for his #haiku and other work. #father #dewdrop

A shrewdness of apes
Must endure the company
Of a pack of wolves

#dailyhaikuprompt Pack Endure
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Death comes
Rushing in
Breathless,
And we,
With the moon
Trapped in
Our hair,
Are too busy
Laughing
To receive it.

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Double double fare
Endure the #toil and trouble
Require newt pack

#dailyhaikuprompt Pack Endure
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#haiku by Pegah Rahmati Nezhad (@rahmati_pegah on X). Pegah is a pioneering & award winning poet; the only Iranian poet who has published English-language senryu, monoku, tanka, & cherita internationally. #poetry #birds #aurora_borealis #iran

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Against a black background, this #haiku by Pegah Rahmati Nezhad (@rahmati_pegah on X), reads, bits of aurora borealis — violet bellied hummingbirds Pegah is a pioneering & award winning poet; the only Iranian poet who has published English-language senryu, monoku, tanka, & cherita internationally. #poetry #birds #aurora_borealis #iran

Like meteors,
We fall
Without ever
Knowing
How beautiful
We are.

#poetry

The fine
Grit of
Stars in
My blood
Will keep me
Burning.

#poetry

#haiku / #senryu by Debarati Sen (IG: @debarati_poetry ) of India.
#poetry #candlelight #india

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This #haiku / #senryu by Debarati Sen (IG: @debarati_poetry ) of India, reads votive candle — childhood flickering in the evening wind Visually, the poem is shown on a midnight-blue background, in text that ranges in color from white to yellow to gold, giving a slight impression of candlelight. #poetry #candlelight #india

Hot tea will never
Fill my morning void quite like
Fresh perked black coffee

#dailyhaikuprompt Hot Tea
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#Sprout leaves the hot tea
At the door of dignity
Swallows the Kool-Aid

#dailyhaikuprompt Leaves Hot Tea
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#haiku by Timothy Daly
( X/Twitter: philalz ). Dr. Timothy Daly was born in the British Isles & reborn in Paris, where he no longer lives. He now lives in #Italy. He juggles life as an Alzheimer’s disease researcher, a teacher of language & philosophy, and a writer of short-form #poetry & prose. #pregnancy

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This #haiku by Timothy Daly ( X/Twitter: philalz ), reads the fine line between hope and despair pregnancy test Dr. Timothy Daly was born in the British Isles & reborn in Paris, where he no longer lives. He now lives in Italy. He juggles life as an Alzheimer’s disease researcher, a teacher of language & philosophy, and a writer of short-form #poetry & prose. #pregnancy

Sleep

May the night embrace
the wonder of the starlight;
vast, untold æons;
the infinity of dreams;
and all of our grief or joy.

© Simon J Ashcroft, 2026

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I found myself
Alone with
The Pleiades,
The eight of us
On fire.

#poetry

Valerian root
Makes my mouth feel of dried leaves
A crinkly swallow

#dailyhaikuprompt Valerian Dried Leaves
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may #divine motion
inform every dear caress
leaves us both breathless

#dailyhaikuprompt Leaves
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