#poem is an active hashtag on Bluesky. In the last 30 days, 865 people shared 6,578 posts with it — around 219 a day. Activity is down 7% versus the previous week, peaking on Sep 6 with 283 posts.

Posts with #poem

Forgotten Poets

@forgottenpoets.bsky.social

almost 2 years ago

"I don't think I'm allowed to kill something because I am frightened." —Nikki Giovanni 💔 #poem #poems #poetry

I killed a spider
Not a murderous brown recluse
Nor even a black widow
And if the truth were told this
Was only a small spider
Sort of papery spider
Who should have run
When I picked up the book
But she didn't
And she scared me
And I smashed her

I don't think
I'm allowed

To kill something

Because I am

Frightened.

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Brennan Bestwick

@yrfrenbren.bsky.social

almost 2 years ago

This Wendell Berry #poem forever

Whatever happens,
those who have learned
to love one another
have made their way
to the lasting world
and will not leave,
whatever happens.

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Nicholas Klacsanzky

@haikuforlife.bsky.social

5 months ago

Haiku by my father: my glasses missing I see impressionistic paintings all day - George Klacsanzky #haiku #poetry #poem

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Forgotten Poets

@forgottenpoets.bsky.social

almost 2 years ago

"I feel so bad today..." —Richard Brautigan #poem #poems #poetry

I feel so bad today
that I want to write a poem.
I don't care: any poem,
this poem.

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Litbowl

@litbowl.bsky.social

over 1 year ago

Some Canadian poetry for today. From Margaret Atwood's book, Morning in the Burned House. #poem #books #writing

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Art & Nature

@capecodfairytales.bsky.social

3 months ago

#Poem #Painting #Nightime The harbour bay was clear as glass, So smoothly it was strewn! And on the bay the moonlight lay, And the shadow of the moon -Samuel Taylor Coleridge 🎨 Kaoru Yamada

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⏯𝔪𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔠𝔬𝔯𝔷𝔦

@mistercorzi.bsky.social

8 months ago

“For a minute the sky pours into the hole like plasma. There is no hope, it is given up.” Sylvia Plath (1962) #photography #sunset #fire #sky #aflame #silhouette #PotD #poem #poetry #SylviaPlath #clouds #plasma #inferno #skyscape

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BERGΛMΛX

@bergamax.bsky.social

about 1 year ago

The Silent Voice (1893), painted by British artist Gerald Moira (1867-1959). It's a haunting work about a voice in the lady's head, inspired by a poem written in 1833 and 1834 by Alfred, Lord Tennyson. The poem is called "The Two Voices" and deals with depression and suicide. #art #painting #poem

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ᒪᗩ ᗷEᒪᒪE ᐯIE 💯

@labellevie100.bsky.social

over 1 year ago

Somehow managing to find a small door to calm, away from hatred, deeply thankful for its moment of shelter against the perpetual storm. It is not that I hide, but stay awhile to dry out, so the rot doesn't take hold of my soul. ~LBV💯 #poetry #poem #selfcare #photography 📷 by: ofduskanddawn

Photo by:
@ofduskanddawn.bsky.social

Original description:
"A sunrise photo with a dark blue sky fading into a very light green, yellow and orange that meets a black treeline on the far bank of the river.

A web of pink and orange fluffy clouds seem pulled from horizon. On the left, leafless trees are dark inked lines over the color, and a damp gray rock surface leads to the bottom of the image with the river reflecting the bright colors from above on the lightly dimpled surface."

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Association for Scottish Literature

@asls.org.uk

about 4 hours ago

My seventy-seven-year-old father put his reading glasses on to help my mother do the buttons on the back of her dress… —Jackie Kay, “George Square” from LIFE MASK, @bloodaxebooks.bsky.social 2005 Today, 21 September, is the International Day of Peace #peace #poem #poetry www.un.org/en/observanc...

George Square
by Jackie Kay

My seventy-seven-year-old father
put his reading glasses on
to help my mother do the buttons
on the back of her dress.
‘What a pair the two of us are!’
my mother said, ‘Me with my sore wrist,
you with your bad eyes, your soft thumbs!’

And off they went, my two parents
to march against the war in Iraq,
him with his plastic hips, her with her arthritis
to congregate at George Square where the banners
waved at each other like old friends, flapping,
where they’d met for so many marches over their years,
for peace on earth, for pity’s sake, for peace, for peace.

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Haiku Poetry

@haiku-poetry.bsky.social

over 1 year ago

Golden evening hues, Picnic blankets spread about, Laughters fill the air. #haiku #haikupoem #575poem #haikupoetry #poetry #poem #haikufeels #blueskypoet #blueskypoetry #dailyhaikuprompt #haikusaturday #vss365 #vssdaily #senryu #haikuwriter

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Henry J Fate

@henryjfate.bsky.social

over 1 year ago

I wonder how many people in this city live in furnished rooms. Late at night when I look out at the buildings I swear I see a face in every window looking back at me and when I turn away I wonder how many go back to their desks and write this down. -Leonard Cohen #Poetry #Writerscommunity #poem