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The feed Poetry gains approximately 9 likes per month.

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Lena - Poet and Questioner
@lena1370.bsky.social
about 20 hours ago
Often work equals our self worth It is were we are #someone When we quit or retire We become unimportant A ghost to most people And an inconvenience to others Many people’s worth Is tied to a place, wealth And to others approval But we are so much more We are all worthy And valuable #vss365 #poetry
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Jan Karlsson
@jangoeswriting.bsky.social
about 21 hours ago
A picture of me, An illusion of #someone, Not quite as I wish. #vss365 - Someone #Haiku #PoetrySky
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IrishLisa
@irishlisa.bsky.social
about 24 hours ago
Purple petals soft, Nature's vibrant velvet quilt, Beauty stitched with care. #Dailyhaikuprompt #quilt #Haiku #Poetry #Micropoetry #Photography #Flowers #Garden #Gardening #Nature
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Sunlit
@sunlit4950.bsky.social
1 day ago
If overthinking were seeds I'd have grown a forest by now I imagine it would be quite vibrant amazingly alive one should be less harsh on themselves #Poetry
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mike sloane
@mikesloane.bsky.social
1 minute ago
working on the #first #printing of the #selfpublished edition of the #book of #poetry called MASSACRE!
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RobinJP
@robinjp.bsky.social
10 minutes ago
POLLEN itchy red watery how can the poor bee feel yellow haze in my brain  #haiku       #poem #poetry    pollen    #dailyhaikuprompt
Bee sits on a flower with white petals and golden yellow middle. The petals are bent in front and stand up behind the bee making the flower look like a chair. The background is pretty dark green grasses.
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ilinkcs
@ilinkcs.bsky.social
4 minutes ago
When duty calls, act accordingly, setting aside your feelings – whether of pain, fear, uncertainty or dread. Set aside your emotions. Be ready to step up to a role even if its not in your remit. #poem #poetry #haiku #stoic
haiku (3 line poem) about enduring through crisis to tend to the injured, mourning can come later
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~ⴽⴰⵔⵉⵎⴰ / ~Karima
@koelh.bsky.social
about 21 hours ago
someone i once knew lives inside each tender thought— ghost beneath my skin. someone, somewhere, is tracing the shape of absence. ~k #vvs365 #someone #writing #poetry
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WolfieOnBlast
@wolfieonblast.bsky.social
4 minutes ago
“Spark ignites, a scorching plume, Fog and soot in wild perfume. Wolf boy growls through hazy veils, Smoke-fueled roar in lung’s deep trails” #Poetry by Wolfie Darby #ScruffySmokePoetry
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Mary Beth D.
@shewordcrafts.bsky.social
about 15 hours ago
city noise fades behind the waterfall capped heron fishes #dailyhaikuprompt #spray #haiku #poetry #photography photograph by Christopher Borges
A capped heron stands in a waterfall, probably fishing.
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Radar DeBoard
@radardeboard.bsky.social
8 minutes ago
When the creatures started attacking wildlife, the locals had the notion that #someone other than them would stop it After the beings began killing livestock, people assumed somebody else would fix things When the locals finally realized they were on their own, it was too late #vss365 #vsshorror
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Sanya
@sanjar.bsky.social
about 4 hours ago
new magenta dawn matrix of the air and time wide-eyed someone kneels #haikuchallenge #magenta #vss365 #someone #blueskypoets #haiku 🖼️ from Pinterest
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Victor Kisob
@victorkisob.bsky.social
1 day ago
Lament The clockmaker, mending time, while hammers fall in brutal chime. Each tick is cracked by vengeful crime. He offers a handshake, yet blades await, concealed, a pact sworn but repealed. He offers an olive branch, now whittled to a lance. No truce survives this stance. #poems #poetry #poem
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Sunlit
@sunlit4950.bsky.social
1 day ago
Sun kiss bliss twist night hissed day missed #Photography #Poetry 📷:mine
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Joshua Walker
@bigjosh84.bsky.social
about 5 hours ago
For #PrideMonth, I’m honoring Oscar Wilde—poet, wit, and rebel of beauty. His words defied shame and celebrated love with elegance and fire. Here are some Wilde-inspired pieces I’ve written in tribute. 💙🌈 #blueskypoets #pride #poems #OscarWilde
A decadent, gothic-style poem reflecting on a love that was both intoxicating and destructive. Inspired by Wildean beauty and ruin, it explores how sacredness can exist even in sin and heartbreak.

Velvet Ruins

Beneath the chandelier of guilt and gin,
I kissed a mouth that reeked of prayer and sin.
Your beauty staggered—opiate and bloom—
a velvet ruin aching to consume.

The glass decayed, the mirror told a lie:
you were the ghost that danced behind the sky.
I wore you like a tailored hurt—divine—
with roses rotting in their grand design.

You whispered truths like polished arsenic,
each vow a blade, each smile a clever trick.
I sang in silence while the saints looked on—
still drunk on dusk long after you were gone.

I did not flinch as love began to fade—
some sins are sacred, even as they’re made.
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A solemn, intimate poem written as a letter to a lost love punished for desire. Inspired by queer history and Oscar Wilde’s legacy, it mourns injustice and celebrates the resilience of forbidden love.

Epistle for the Forgotten

To the man I loved in shadows and in chains,
whose hands once held the hymn behind my veins,
I have buried your name beneath cathedral stones,
and wept in silence for your phantom tones.

They caged you not for crime but for desire,
as if love’s spark could not be kissed by fire.
I held your letters like forbidden psalms
your ache, your hunger folded into palms.

The world, so quick to brand and crucify,
has no soft place for men who bleed and cry.
Yet still I dream of you on nights like these,
when loneliness moves quiet through the trees.

May they forget the chains but not the flame
you were a storm, and I still speak your name.
A dark, elegant sonnet blending sharp wit and longing, reflecting a complex identity wrapped in glamour and defiance. This poem honors Oscar Wilde’s legacy of beauty, truth, and scandal in a modern voice.

The Last Wildean

I dress in shadow stitched with threads of gold,
a wit too sharp to pass for mere disguise.
Beneath my smile, a longing takes its hold
the orphaned truth that dances in my eyes.

I quote the stars, then drink their borrowed light,
a dandy’s mask adorned with bruised perfume.
My sins, though soft, still scandalize the night,
and bloom like roses torn too soon to bloom.

The world would trade all velvet for the whip,
yet shame still stutters when it speaks my name.
I sip from ruin’s cup with poised lip
half-ghost, half-laugh, half-love, and wholly flame.

Let marble gods condemn me if they must
I kissed the truth, though crowned in ash and dust.
A poetic prose piece defending the beauty found in what society calls sin, embracing honesty and light in a world that often rejects both. Inspired by Wilde’s courage to shine despite hatred.

Brief Defense of the Beautiful Sin

Call it sin if you must, but I have worn it like silk—soft, scandalous, and shimmering in defiance. What they name vice, I name memory. I name longing. I name the breath held too long behind cathedral ribs. Beauty, they say, must behave. But I have seen beauty weep, kiss, and curse—and in that trembling, I found God.

They taught me to bury the parts that glittered; Wilde taught me to wear them. His mistake was not his love, but that he dared to be luminous in a room that hated the light.

And so yes, I defend the beautiful sin, not for its rebellion, but for its honesty. For its music. For the mirror it holds to the faces of the damned and says, “You are not ugly. You were never ugly. You were only honest in a dishonest world.”
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Literatur.Review
@literatureview.bsky.social
2 minutes ago
Our poem of the month is by Alaa Hassanien - a poem about the search for the inner homeland and the silence of despair... (Available in Arabic, English, French, German & Spanish) #booksky #egypt #arabicliterature #arabic #poetry literatur.review/en/liter….
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A poem about the search for an inner home and the silence of despair

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TyphoidRay
@rayhourigan.bsky.social
1 day ago
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SurrealCity
@surrealcity.bsky.social
10 minutes ago
photography devours the instant and spits out eternity #Poetry #Photography

Collared Inca at the Acaime Hummingbird Reserve at Cocora Valley 🪶

Collared Inca a green hummingbird with a white throat and pink legs in flight
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UkuleleCLE
@ukulelecle.bsky.social
8 minutes ago
Wearing a suitcoat While backcountry hiking made Me a trailblazer Happy National Trails Day #haiku #NationalTrailsDay
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radio dil
@radiodil.bsky.social
5 minutes ago
#marathivaibhav on #radiodil #faces. the dashboard of #emotions. some easy to read, some impossible. some faces are #poetry, others a puzzle. some wear masks, some are the mask. a playlist for every face, every #feeling.
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DStan58
@dstan58.bsky.social
7 minutes ago
Today's #Haiku prompt was smile.
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Espoir Warrior
@w-hope.bsky.social
about 20 hours ago
Quand les fleurs admirent la mer Elles portent la force des lumières Pour célébrer l'amour et ses mystères La nature les guide, elles sont messagères. #art #flowers #sea #scape #photography #poetry
Artistic play on some flowers looking out to sea in the colour of love 💝📷
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