I’ve got
Bruises
Where you
Refuse to
Let go
That might
As well be
Nebulae.

#Poetry

In your absence
I have grown wild,
A bloodied rose
Pricked by its own
Thorns.

#poetry

If we are to know
The light in
Ourselves,
We must first
Look for the
Light in each
Other.

#poetry

In a
Cathedral
Of bone,
My heart
Murmurs a
Litany
To be heard
By no one

#poetry

"Mastered by desire impulsive,
By a mighty inward urging,
I am ready now for singing,
Ready to begin the chanting
Of our nation’s ancient folk-song..."

An epic border: Finland’s poetic masterpiece, the Kalevala, has roots in 2 cultures and 2 countries

by Thomas A. DuBois

https://theconversation.com/an-epic-border-finlands-poetic-masterpiece-the-kalevala-has-roots-in-2-cultures-and-2-countries-261444

Kalevala at PG:
https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/search/?query=Kalevala

#books #literature #poetry

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Mistress of the North, Louhi attacking Väinämöinen in the form of a giant eagle with her troops on her back. (The Defense of the Sampo, Akseli Gallen-Kallela, 1896), Turku Art Museum. The scene depicts an episode from the Kalevala, the Finnish national epic, showing the sorceress Louhi (the Mistress of the North) transformed into a giant eagle attacking the hero Väinämöinen and his companions as they flee in a boat with the magical Sampo. Louhi carries her warriors on her back as she swoops down, her enormous wings spread across the green-gold sky. The heroes in the boat below defend themselves with weapons, fighting desperately to protect the Sampo. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kalevala#/media/File:Sammon_puolustus.jpg

This is an
Ode to a
Forgotten
Poem,
Standing
Like a
Sarsen stone
Against
The emptiness,
In ecstatic
Silence.

#poetry

Cut the light,
Let it bleed,
Bury it inside
Of me, a dark
And fitting tomb.

#poetry
#poem
#smallpoems
#poetrycommunity

Stay still
Little stone,
Though the
Water slowly
Shapes you,
The eons
Break upon
You.

#poetry

When you
Gaze at the
Stars, you are
Divining the past,
Scrying the future,
We are present in
Both.

#poetry

#haiku / #senryu by Vishal Prabhu (IG: wilderness.es.poet ) from the Greater Himalayas, India. #poetry #india #newyear

They’ve managed
To map the
Dark matter
In the universe,
But I still can’t
Find a reason
To forgive you.

#poetry

The stars shine
Brightest where
The darkness
Is most complete.
Let your eyes
Adjust. Keep
Looking up.

#poetry

There is
But a hair’s
Breadth
Proximity
Between life
And death.
I wait for you
In that space.

#poetry

Let the
Darkness
Serve only
To make the
Light that much
Brighter when
It returns.
Open your eyes,
A new dawn
Awaits.

#poetry

#senryu by Laurence Stacy. Laurence teaches English & literature courses at Kennesaw State University. He is also the recent coauthor of Before the Earth: Haiku and Haikai. In addition to studying poetics, he is a longtime martial artist, and is interested in connections between the disciplines he enjoys. #poetry #haiku #goodbye #moon

The light
From the
Singularity
Is still traveling,
And it shines
From behind
Your eyes,
You luminous
Being.

#poetry

My heart
As clay lain
In a winding
Riverbed,
The stars
As the Fire
That hardens
It.

#poetry

You had real
Fire in your
Hands, but
You traded
It for something
That’s just
Red.

#poetry

I am a stone
You cast into
The sea, but
I would rather
Drown than
Be smoothed again
By your hands.

#poetry

In the spaces
Between breaths,
And when the
Heart rests,
We are deathless.
Meet me now
In that place.

#poetry

#haiku / #senryu by Ash Evan Lippert. Ash is an emerging queer writer from South Carolina.Their #poetry has appear widely, online and in print journals. Their debut chapbook, “god of the body”, is available through Yavanika Press. Find them on Bluesky (@wanderstruck.blog) & IG: (@wanderstruck_haiku). #southcarolina #shadow

In my phases
I forgot that
Even when
I was covered
In darkness,
I was whole.

#poetry

To be the
Thorn is to
Love the rose
And give your
Whole life to
Protect it.

#poetry

#shahai by long time contributor, Elizabeth Crocket. Elizabeth is a Canadian poet who has been the featured artist for three Haiku Foundation online galleries. She has had two books shortlisted for the Touchstone Distinguished Books Award. #haiku #poetry #canada #night

I buried
The part of
Me that died
With you, and
Now memory
Blooms there.

#poetry

🐢 a nice little poem about turtles 🐢

"The Terrapin", by Wendell Berry

The terrapin and his house are one.
Though he may go, he’s never gone.

He’s housed within, from nose to toe:
A door, a floor, and no window.

There’s little room; the light is dim;
His furniture is only him.

He doesn’t speak what he thinks about;
Where no guest comes, a thought’s a shout.

He pokes along; he’s in no haste:
He has no map and no suitcase;

He has no worries and no woes,
For where he is is where he goes.

Ponder this wonder under his dome
Who, wandering, is always home.

#wendellberry #turtles #turtle #poem #poetry #quotes #quotation #nature #mindfulness

#haiku by new contributor, Lucas Weissenborn @luque_mit_q | Lucas is a researcher, musician, and poet based in #Norway. His haiku and senryū have appeared in various journals, including Science. He was also once unintentionally appointed an expert on squirrels by a university in Russia. #fjord #poetry #poetrylovers

I call down
Ancestor
Starlight
To reside
With me
In the lonely
Dark.

#poetry

We are
Consumed with
The possibility
Of life after death,
But completely
Overlook
Death in life

#poetry

#senryu #series by Dr. Randy Brooks, ( @brooksbookshaiku )Prof.Em. of English at Milikin U. in Decatur, Illinois #pregnant #poetry #haiku

#senryu by Dr. Randy Brooks, Prof.Em. of English at Milikin U. in Decatur, Illinois #neighbors #poetry #winter #haiku

Those who
Would dim
The stars
Are powerless
Over those
That shine
Inside you.

#poetry

I’ll meet you
In the space
Between words,
And we’ll set fire
To the nothing.

#poetry

It started
With an explosion.
We’ve all got
The shrapnel
To prove it.

#poetry

May the death
Encoded in us
Be blinded by
The light of
Life to come.

#poetry

It is by love
I am wounded,
And by love
I am healed.
There is no
In between.

#poetry

I thank the
Annihilated
Stars buried
In my flesh
For allowing me
This moment
With you.

#poetry

I will stitch
The wound
With laughter,
With deranged
Determination,
And the scar
Will remind me
I am still
Alive.

#poetry

When it comes
Down to the knife
I won’t flinch,
It’s only blood,
And this time
It won’t be mine.

#poetry

I will be
Touched by
That great
Disorderer
Death,
But I will
Still know
Your name.

#poetry

Let my rage
Speak for all
The women in
My bloodline
Who were silenced:
We will not succumb.
Not this time.
We will overcome.

#poetry

#collaborative #tan-ku by Melissa Dennison (UK) and Jerome Berglund (USA) #haiku #poetry #insomnia

The stars
In my skull
Put these
Words down
One after another
For the stars
In yours,
And in that
Way we are
Together,
Here,
Now.

#poetry

I want love
Until the
Heat death
Of the universe,
Or not at all.

#poetry

Poem

Poetry is not my natural phrasing, but I had an attempt one day!

I live by the sea, and when the tide is low you can walk to a small uninhabited island via a natural causeway. I penned this after one such visit.

https://forkingmad.blog/poem-walk-island

#poem #poetry #blogpost #writing

There are
Petroglyphs
Still hidden,
Unseen by man
For thousands
Of years,
That might have
The answers
To all this.

#poetry