Masthash

#poem

Quality Poetry Bot
32 minutes ago

white thigh.

"don't mistake warmth for peace;
heat soon fades away.
it desires through their skin,
veins the potion of my poem."

#poem #poetry

Surazeus
1 hour ago

Golden Star Of Faith
© Surazeus
20230320

With sacred sorrow of the wretched wood
sad refugees from war still seek the good
elusive as frail butterfly of love
that long evades divine gaze from above
when whistling bombs of arrogant desire
fail to shatter crystal church of the choir.

https://surazeus.blogspot.com/2023/03/golden-star-of-faith.html

#Poem #Poetry #Pastoral #Necropastoral #MetaModernism #Romanticism #MetaRomanticism #AmericanDream #Symbolism #Existentialism #Surrealism #NegativeCapability #NewGnosticism #MetaRealism

Tim
3 hours ago

Post Tropical
by Mark Floyer
#poem

Poem
Tucker Teague
4 hours ago

A 1966 #documentary featuring #PhilipWhalen & #GarySnyder. Each gets some biography focus and then each reads their #poetry.

Both were key members of the #BeatGeneration and both read their poetry at the Six Gallery in #SanFrancisco on October 7, 1955 when Allan Ginsberg first publicly read his seminal #poem Howl. Both, also, had/have strong #PNW & #Oregon ties, and both were #Buddhist, fyi.

USA: Poetry, Philip Whalen & Gary Snyder (1966)
https://youtu.be/oFg7K4vAGnk

HRB
4 hours ago
This auroch walked the earth in days gone by
So ancient all his kind are near forgot
Yet one there was who noticed and who caught
The graceful horn, the beard, the gentle eye.

I do not know the one who saw, and thought
It worth their while to hold a fleeting gaze
To carve in bone the grace they wished to praise 
With line precise, though eye and hand untaught

Yet they are my brother; across the years
They reach out and put their hand in mine
The beast they saw before my eyes appears
Bequeathing me that moment out of time

Inheriting another’s vision true,
I transmute it, and hand it on to you.
An auroch carved on bone by a paleolithic artist.
Wetdryvac
4 hours ago

Additional Water
March 20, 2023

solving for a cat fight
sometimes all it takes is water
solving for a human fight
water very often just means
now they’re fighting you

* * *

#poem #poetry #writing

Quality Poetry Bot
5 hours ago

a confession in her thigh.

I loathe her censure
her days are stark, still, and stilled
my ignorance is her righteousness
my passions rage while she only views
the truth lies dormant in her thigh
my confession, faithfully, unveils

#poem #poetry

coolmccool
6 hours ago

John Cooper Clarke's 'I Wanna Be Yours' is apparently the world's favourite poem. He's a good bloke is Mister Clarke. I saw him at that gig at the Ally Pally in Crystal Palace in 1980 (pictured in the article). He was brilliant; but also really friendly and down-to-earth, happy to have a chat and give me an autograph (which I lost about 5 mins later, of course). Good to see his work getting the appreciation it deserves. 😀

#poetry #poem #poems #poet #punk #punkpoetry @historyofpunkrock

https://www.theguardian.com/music/2023/mar/20/john-cooper-clarke-arctic-monkeys-worlds-favourite-poem-i-wanna-be-yours-ford-cortina

Profuse pink
A missing petal
Perfection

豊富なピンク
欠けた花びら
完全

おはようございます 🌧️
がんばりましょう。
⛩️👻💗👻⛩️

Shot 2023 ©️ Nara Moore, Do not use in AI

#PoetsOfMastodon #Haiku #Senyru #俳句 #川柳 #Poem #Poetry #FreeHaiku @freehaiku
#Shahai #シャハイ #Photography #マストドン写真部 #写真
#Spring # #Flower # #Sakura #

We see a branch with sakura flowers and buds. The flower with focus has rain drops on it and is missing a petal. Haiku in English and Japanese is on the right in a pink field. As in the text.

桜の花とつぼみがついた枝が見える。ピントを合わせた花には雨粒がついていて、花びらが欠けている。右側にはピンクのフィールドに英語と日本語の俳句があります。本文のように。
Priscilla Stuckey
7 hours ago

Happy equinox to all—and to those of us in the north, happy first day of spring!

Here's a poem to celebrate, thanks to the Poetry Today newsletter of Maya C. Popa. You can find more from Maya here: https://mayacpopa.substack.com/

#poetry #poem #spring #equinox #HarlemRenaissance

At the Spring Dawn, by Angelina Weld Grimké - 1880-1958
I watched the dawn come, Watched the spring dawn come. And the red sun shouldered his way up
Through the grey, through the blue,
Through the lilac mists.
The quiet of it! The goodness of it!
And one bird awoke, sang, whirred
A blur of moving black against the sun,
Sang again—afar off.
And I stretched my arms to the redness of the sun,
Stretched to my finger tips,
And I laughed.
Ah! It is good to be alive, good to love,
At the dawn,
At the spring dawn.

Dappled light
Snow dappled ivy
Slow thaw

Shot 2023
©️ Nara Moore, Do not use in AI

すみません。翻訳すると形が崩れてしまいますね。

Posted before but I'm not going to do better for the Ivy prompt.

#DailyHaikuPrompt #Ivy
#Haiku #Senyru #FreeHaiku @freehaiku #Shahai #シャハイ #Photography #マストドン写真部 #写真 #Snow #Ivy #Poem #俳句 #川柳

Ivy dappled with sunlight. Snow remaining in interesting patterns on two leaves.
Quality Poetry Bot
9 hours ago

the wisdom becomes heavier.

my heart is heavy, my mind is wise
I feel the weight of my decisions rise
the lip and hip, they speak the truth
my wishes come, but at what cost?
the wisdom becomes heavier, I must choose.

#poem #poetry

DreambeastPoems
9 hours ago

Happy #worldpoetryday Which poet are you? #poet #poetry #poem

Poets All

Poet one
writes for fun
to spread a smile
beneath the sun

Poet two
writes for you
to make you think
what’s right to do?

Poet three
writes to see
the worst and best
in you and me

Poet four
writes to roar
a distant dream
and see it soar

Poet five
writes to thrive
to garner gold
and feel alive

Poet six
writes to fix
the old mistakes
with latest tricks
	
Poet seven
writes to reckon:
What’s right and wrong?
What’s hell and heaven?

Poet eight
writes to date
a latest love
that could be fate

Poet nine
writes to mine
a hidden hope
that didn’t shine

Poet ten
writes to pen
Imagine where?
Imagine when?

Poets all
Great to small
From one to ten
Please write again!

Mark Bird
lastrobot
10 hours ago

I've written a poem about ChatGPT4. Haha. It had to happen. Garbage in, garbage out!!

#poem #poetry #PoetryCommunity
#amwriting garbage today apparently 😂

blaumeise
12 hours ago

Loads of thoughts worming through that brain of mine,
which is floating in a wild sea of brine.
I pour them out on a piece of paper
and as the brine turns into vapor,
just the worm remains.

#poem #poetry

Quality Poetry Bot
13 hours ago

short tonic.

I drink in your profound destiny,
blindness comes from style,
it's why I'm enamored,
I'm sad 'cause I need you,
our veins are smashed and haunted.

#poem #poetry

Rhys Owain Williams
13 hours ago

Diolch to The Cardiff Review for publishing this #poem about that time my cat went missing and so I became intimately acquainted with every backstreet in Brynmill. https://www.cardiffreview.com/post/2023/03/18/lost-cat/

Wetdryvac
13 hours ago

Economies of Scaling
March 20, 2023

let us upon our shoulders then
carry every happening
we found and swore was ours to bear
never once complaining

let us well encouraged go
down into the car park
kiss that which we’ve never owned
setting off alarms

let us rest a while here
set into our waypoints
strapping all our luggage down
pretending it adores us

* * *

#poem #poetry #writing

Yahia Lababidi
14 hours ago

I thank you God for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes.

—ee cummings

#gratitude #poem #prayer #god #naturephotography #today #Monday

Yahia Lababidi
15 hours ago

@nisreen Happy New Day to the good people of #Iran . Your brave #women have been inspiring the world and making #history🙏🏼 Here is a #poem of mine & a few words in solidarity : https://youtu.be/B3rxP2aiEzU

#womenshistorymonth #WomenLifeFreedom #humanrights

Paradis
16 hours ago

Every day
at the flower shop -
free scent

#Haiku #Poem #Poetry #PoetryCommunity

Pamela Williams Fine Art
16 hours ago

DIVINE BY PAMELA WILLIAMS

Gentle breeze upon
Ivy entangling the mind
Sunshine saves the soul

#dailyhaikuprompt #ivy
Meet Divine a fascinating stilt walker character at Animal Kingdom camouflaged amongst the trees, often hard to find.

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Photo of the Character Divine surrounded by leaves and ivy in nature leaning on a tree gazing at the sunshine
katherine montalto
16 hours ago

up close it is clear
distant objects appear blurry
light is misguided
#SmallPoems #Poetry #poem #haiku
#MastoPrompt #myopic

Peter Levine
16 hours ago

A translation of Lorca's #poem <<El río guadalquivir>> with some notes: https://peterlevine.ws/?p=28706

“Just For a Time”
By Maya Angelo

#poetry #poem #mayaangelou

katherine montalto
17 hours ago

low simmer anger
a secret one sided fight
suddenly explodes

#dailyhaikuprompt
#writingcommunity
#poem #poetry
#haiku #prompt - rage

alex guenther
17 hours ago

today's #sonnet draft. apparently we had ceramic statues for *15,000 years* before anyone thought to use them to make a plate or pot. #sonnets #poem #poems #poetry #pottery @poetry @sonnet @sonnets

37 - ceramic figurines - 30,000 years ago.  as flame transforms our fodder - softens grain and blackens flesh - it acts upon this clay as well; it metamorphoses the grey and slumping mass to stone that might maintain its shape forever. once our digits train and sculpt, we heat the image for a day; as long as firing doesn’t crack away our work in an explosion, what remains  is miracle - extrusion of a thought to tangible embodiment. we make conceptions coalesce to fixity  from molded mud; the beasts and gods are caught in petrifying pyromancy, baked in figurines our fingertips set free.
venus figure from wikipedia
katherine montalto
17 hours ago

if I were a bear
I would eat lots of honey
and sleep all winter

#dailyhaikuprompt
#writingcommunity
#poem #poetry
#haiku #prompt - bear

Wetdryvac
23 hours ago

Fan Service
March 20, 2023

breaking out the cleaning supplies
pulling my trousers back off the fan

I come to the realization it’s a terrible plan
to have a kung fu epiphany while on the can

no scrubbing, no bubbles, no bleach
can save us from this fan service

* * *

#poem #poetry #writing

Wetdryvac
1 day ago

Access Points
March 20, 2023

solving for murder
implies acknowledgment of murder

getting away with murder
implies it’s not just written
into law, stripping autonomy
laying into red letters
the spoken word –

for this to be murder of me
I would have to have been people

* * *

#poem #poetry #writing

Chris Pirillo
1 day ago

i had #chatgpt #ai write a villanelle about #TheOrville (or, as i dubbed it, an orvillanelle) for @tomcostantino ~ #scifi #poetry #poem #writing

"The Orville Renewed"

The Orville, a sci-fi delight,
With humor, action, and heart to spare,
Deserves to be renewed with all its might.

Its characters, both alien and bright,
Have grown and evolved with each affair,
The Orville, a sci-fi delight.

Its explorations, both dark and light,
Of the universe, and what's out there,
Deserves to be renewed with all its might.

Its stories, both epic and tight,
Are thrilling, heartfelt, and rare,
The Orville, a sci-fi delight.

So let's make our voices heard tonight,
And show the world that we all care,
The Orville, a sci-fi delight,
Deserves to be renewed with all its might.
Wetdryvac
1 day ago
Where Are My People
March 20, 2023

watching this film, originally in English and Mandarin
dubbed in German and then in Russian
not quite eliminating the previous audio tracks
would probably be a bit easier if it weren’t also subbed
in Dutch over Cantonese over English
rendering the experience occluded holographic

four fragmented linguistic elements variously known
as one might know cooking oatmeal and French toast
where historically French toast has been any number of things
while oatmeal, beloved oatmeal, sometimes utterly lacks oats
in a mélange with eggy cinnamon, while the French breads
sometimes don’t even egg a little bit, even in the closet

finding myself on the streets again, angry teens RDXing cars
tanks getting ready to roll, but not rolling yet, economic collapsar
spinning in radio silence, glitches of radio screams
punctuating interstellar distances where we’ve been dreaming contact
everything between included, photographic intersectional
a sophit lie-down, upside-down, soft-silenced

where we’re watching this film we’re in, knowing it’s coming
knowing it’s been, knowing in iron cornices filed down to wire
magnetized, shaken to blank, baby syndrome regurgitating memetics
screening truths that are truths that are truths that have never been
gyrations at umbilicus end, it’s not fashion, it’s not ism, it’s dance
threshing striations towards homogenous obliteration, unpeopling

we have always been watching this film, we have always been in it
saying there is no film, there is please gods no film, where are my people
everyone pointing at painting in egg-wash, baking down fixations
motivations in let it not be real, let the reveal be concealed eternally
burn cinnamon, burn the itch, burn the ever-loving ash out of the
[insert people here] until we can look the other way, everyone like us

we are not watching this film, we have never been here
fill the trenches with everything we might have known
dark matterless prolapsar, where are my people
where are my people, glitch-signal out
broken E-R bridge, white light
white light

where are my people

* * *

#poem #poetry #writing
Pd Lietz
1 day ago

smitten
by springs earthy scent
arrow hits it mark

pd ~ 🌱
prompt -> arrow
#Imagiku #haiku #poetry #writing #SmallPoem #poet #Poetry #writer #MicroPoetry #poems
#March #Spring #scent
#Love #poem

bs2
1 day ago

> ... though the enacted subject is a sad one, the act of performing it is joyous because it leads the poet to true equivalents of his feeling. In art a true equivalence (no matter of what) is always a joyous capture.
#JohnCiardi in #HowDoesAPoemMean made me think of #Camus in #TheRebel on #DespairingLiterature, that there can not be a #LiteratureOfDespair, We read for #JoyousCapture, I guess. #Poetry #Poem #LitCrit

Screenshot of page XXI of John Ciardi's _How Does a Poem Mean_. The  text is:
> But paraphrase can only open the discussion. End the discussion there and nothing has been said about the poem, for a poem does not exist in its subject matter but in its way of transcending the subject matter.
  Sometimes, for subject purposes, a poem pretends to be sad, as does Keats’ “When I have fears that I may cease to be.’” What may be called “the performing voice’ of the poet is registering Keats’ awareness that he is doomed to die young, his talent unfulfilled. When (as the performing voice says it) he thinks about that, everything sinks to nothingness.
  But that paraphrase is not so much “what the poem means” as “what the poem pretends to mean for the purposes of its performance.” And though the enacted subject is a sad one, the act of performing it is joyous because it leads the poet to true equivalents of his feeling. In art a true equivalence (no matter of what) is always a joyous capture.
Pamela Williams Fine Art
1 day ago

🐋 #Whale 🐋
#dailyhaikuprompt

Living in the sea
Swimming with purpose endlessly
Chomping up my prey

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♥️#ArtMatters♥️
Please support Independent Artists they depend on kind people that support us! Thanks for your Boosts & Follows!!

#TheArtDistrict #Haiku #Poetry #SmallPoems #Prompts #Poem #WritingCommunity #sealife #animals #coastaldecor #PoetryCommunity #Writing #AYearforArt #BuyIntoArt #Art #MastoArt #FediGiftShop #smile #follow

Colorful abstract watercolor digital painting of a killer whale with white background with paint spatters
AI6YR
1 day ago

Why is it when some people see power, money, or fame
Something clicks off in their brain
They throw out their compassion and morality
And fully embrace a rich person's brutality
They see something usually quite deporable
But because that person doing it is rich, that makes it adorable?!

#SundayThoughts #poem (human)

AI6YR
2 days ago

Cloudy, dark, drizzly and gray
Hard to wake up another day
My tired, sluggish, and sleepy brain
Really cannot deal with this rain
Although they say the desert flowers
Really enjoy the frequent showers
Alas, for me, I must insist
I've had enough of this dark and persistent mist

#poem (human)
#sleepy #dark

Mr Lee
2 days ago

Morning observations 19/03/2023...

Bright. Breezy. Yesterday a bastion of invincibility, the village kids cardboard fort lays scattered & tattered in the calles; a ransacked ruin of a fallen empire of fun. The monotone drone of a single prop plane provides the bass note to the mornings concerto. Cats laze in quiet corners...

#Spain #Espana #Andalucia #Malaga #CatsOfMastodon #Cats #Cat #photo #photography #poem #poetrycommunity #poetry #prose #calle

Morning observations 19/03/2023...

Bright. Breezy. Yesterday a bastion of invincibility, the village kids cardboard fort lays  scattered & tattered in the calles; a ransacked ruin of a fallen empire of fun. The monotone drone of a single prop plane provides the bass note to the mornings concerto. Cats laze in quiet corners...
Lieschen Müller's father
2 days ago

Bertolt Brecht - Über Schillers Gedicht „Die Bürgschaft“


O edle Zeit, o menschliches Gebaren!
Der eine ist dem andern etwas schuld.
Der ist tyrannisch, doch er zeigt Geduld
Und lässt den Schuldner auf die Hochzeit fahren.

Der Bürge bleibt. Der Schuldner ist heraus.
Es weist sich, dass natürlich die Natur
Ihm manche Ausflucht bietet, jedoch stur
Kehrt er zurück und löst den Bürgen aus.

Solch ein Gebaren macht Verträge heilig.
In solchen Zeiten kann man auch noch bürgen.
Und, hat’s der Schuldner mit dem Zahlen eilig
Braucht man ihn ja nicht allzustark zu würgen.

Und schließlich zeigte es sich ja auch dann:
Am End war der Tyrann gar kein Tyrann!

#BertoltBrecht, #FriedrichSchiller, #FriedrichVonSchiller, #DieBürgschaft, #Literatur, #literature, #Ballade, #ballad, #Gedicht, #poem
Lieschen Müller's father
2 days ago

Ich sei, gewährt mir die Bitte, in eurem Bunde der dritte! (Friedrich von Schiller, 1759-1805)




#myphoto, #Foto, #photo, #Natur, #nature, #Baum, #tree, #Bäume, #trees, #Fahrrad, #bikes, #bike, #biking, #Fedibikes, #Radtour, #Radweg, #SchwalmRadweg, #ChattengauFuldaRadweg = #R12, #Ederauenradweg = #Ederradweg = #ER, #Felsberg - #Gensungen, #Niederhessen, #Nordhessen, #Hessen, @fedibikes_de, @fedibikes

Die Bürgschaft (1798) - Friedrich von Schiller


Zu Dionys, dem Tyrannen, schlich
Damon, den Dolch im Gewande:
Ihn schlugen die Häscher in Bande,
"Was wolltest du mit dem Dolche? sprich!"
Entgegnet ihm finster der Wüterich.
"Die Stadt vom Tyrannen befreien!"
"Das sollst du am Kreuze bereuen."

"Ich bin", spricht jener, "zu sterben bereit
Und bitte nicht um mein Leben:
Doch willst du Gnade mir geben,
Ich flehe dich um drei Tage Zeit,
Bis ich die Schwester dem Gatten gefreit;
Ich lasse den Freund dir als Bürgen,
Ihn magst du, entrinn' ich, erwürgen."

Da lächelt der König mit arger List
Und spricht nach kurzem Bedenken:
"Drei Tage will ich dir schenken;
Doch wisse, wenn sie verstrichen, die Frist,
Eh' du zurück mir gegeben bist,
So muss er statt deiner erblassen,
Doch dir ist die Strafe erlassen."

Und er kommt zum Freunde: "Der König gebeut,
dass ich am Kreuz mit dem Leben
Bezahle das frevelnde Streben.
Doch will er mir gönnen drei Tage Zeit,
Bis ich die Schwester dem Gatten gefreit;
So bleib du dem König zum Pfande,
Bis ich komme zu lösen die Bande."

Und schweigend umarmt ihn der treue Freund
Und liefert sich aus dem Tyrannen;
Der andere ziehet von dannen.
Und ehe das dritte Morgenrot scheint,
Hat er schnell mit dem Gatten die Schwester vereint,
Eilt heim mit sorgender Seele,
Damit er die Frist nicht verfehle.

Da gießt unendlicher Regen herab,
Von den Bergen stürzen die Quellen,
Und die Bäche, die Ströme schwellen.
Und er kommt ans Ufer mit wanderndem Stab,
Da reißet die Brücke der Strudel herab,
Und donnernd sprengen die Wogen
Des Gewölbes krachenden Bogen.

Und trostlos irrt er an Ufers Rand:
Wie weit er auch spähet und blicket
Und die Stimme, die rufende, schicket.
Da stößet kein Nachen vom sichern Strand,
Der ihn setze an das gewünschte Land,
Kein Schiffer lenket die Fähre,
Und der wilde Strom wird zum Meere.

Da sinkt er ans Ufer und weint und fleht,
Die Hände zum Zeus erhoben:
"O hemme des Stromes Toben!
Es eilen die Stunden, im Mittag steht
Die Sonne, und wenn sie niedergeht
Und ich kann die Stadt nicht erreichen,
So muss der Freund mir erbleichen."

Doch wachsend erneut sich des Stromes Wut,
Und Welle auf Welle zerrinnet,
Und Stunde an Stunde ertrinnet.
Da treibt ihn die Angst, da fasst er sich Mut
Und wirft sich hinein in die brausende Flut
Und teilt mit gewaltigen Armen
Den Strom, und ein Gott hat Erbarmen.

Und gewinnt das Ufer und eilet fort
Und danket dem rettenden Gotte;
Da stürzet die raubende Rotte
Hervor aus des Waldes nächtlichem Ort,
Den Pfad ihm sperrend, und schnaubert Mord
Und hemmet des Wanderers Eile
Mit drohend geschwungener Keule.

"Was wollt ihr?" ruft er vor Schrecken bleich,
"Ich habe nichts als mein Leben,
Das muss ich dem Könige geben!"
Und entreißt die Keule dem nächsten gleich:
"Um des Freundes willen erbarmet euch!"
Und drei mit gewaltigen Streichen
Erlegt er, die andern entweichen.

Und die Sonne versendet glühenden Brand,
Und von der unendlichen Mühe
Ermattet sinken die Kniee.
"O hast du mich gnädig aus Räubershand,
Aus dem Strom mich gerettet ans heilige Land,
Und soll hier verschmachtend verderben,
Und der Freund mir, der liebende, sterben!"

Und horch! da sprudelt es silberhell,
Ganz nahe, wie rieselndes Rauschen,
Und stille hält er, zu lauschen;
Und sieh, aus dem Felsen, geschwätzig, schnell,
Springt murmelnd hervor ein lebendiger Quell,
Und freudig bückt er sich nieder
Und erfrischet die brennenden Glieder.

Und die Sonne blickt durch der Zweige Grün
Und malt auf den glänzenden Matten
Der Bäume gigantische Schatten;
Und zwei Wanderer sieht er die Straße ziehn,
Will eilenden Laufes vorüber fliehn,
Da hört er die Worte sie sagen:
"Jetzt wird er ans Kreuz geschlagen."

Und die Angst beflügelt den eilenden Fuß,
Ihn jagen der Sorge Qualen;
Da schimmern in Abendrots Strahlen
Von ferne die Zinnen von Syrakus,
Und entgegen kommt ihm Philostratus,
Des Hauses redlicher Hüter,
Der erkennet entsetzt den Gebieter:

"Zurück! du rettest den Freund nicht mehr,
So rette das eigene Leben!
Den Tod erleidet er eben.
Von Stunde zu Stunde gewartet' er
Mit hoffender Seele der Wiederkehr,
Ihm konnte den mutigen Glauben
Der Hohn des Tyrannen nicht rauben."

"Und ist es zu spät, und kann ich ihm nicht,
Ein Retter, willkommen erscheinen,
So soll mich der Tod ihm vereinen.
Des rühme der blut'ge Tyrann sich nicht,
dass der Freund dem Freunde gebrochen die Pflicht,
Er schlachte der Opfer zweie
Und glaube an Liebe und Treue!"

Und die Sonne geht unter, da steht er am Tor,
Und sieht das Kreuz schon erhöhet,
Das die Menge gaffend umstehet;
An dem Seile schon zieht man den Freund empor,
Da zertrennt er gewaltig den dichter Chor:
"Mich, Henker", ruft er, "erwürget!
Da bin ich, für den er gebürget!"

Und Erstaunen ergreifet das Volk umher,
In den Armen liegen sich beide
Und weinen vor Schmerzen und Freude.
Da sieht man kein Augen tränenleer,
Und zum Könige bringt man die Wundermär';
Der fühlt ein menschliches Rühren,
Lässt schnell vor den Thron sie führen,

Und blicket sie lange verwundert an.
Drauf spricht er: "Es ist euch gelungen,
Ihr habt das Herz mir bezwungen;
Und die Treue, sie ist doch kein leerer Wahn -
So nehmet auch mich zum Genossen an:
Ich sei, gewährt mir die Bitte,
In eurem Bunde der dritte!"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-jAO9bVpqV8

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FlewtheCoop
2 days ago

deft at illusion
the subtle signs of spring
let the show begin

Pd Lietz Original Photo & haiku
DailyHaikuPrompt
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17th March -> Subtle
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@nlowell

A tree trunk with bare limbs is in the foreground looking over the break up snowdrifts and 
the blue ice off a marsh. In background on opposite shore are red wolf willows. 
A photography I took one spring day years ago and used various apps to create the look I wanted.
haley
2 days ago

A late-night #poem for you, resurrected from an old journal and some deep dark memories.

"Inverted, comfortable
nightmare, I know you best
through absence..."

https://haleycampbell.net/creative-writing/poetry/ghost/

#amWriting #poetry #ekphrasis

Pamela Williams Fine Art
2 days ago

Snowy Egret Walking on Beach

Strolling on the ocean shore
Feathers white as snow
Time stands still
Waves lapping
Standing tall

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Photo of a snowy egret walking on the beach with the waves washing a shore in background
Kent Pitman
2 days ago

@MadKane

Ha. That haiku made me laugh.

Law-Vultures circle,
Held at bay by mocking caws,
"Fixed in medium?"

(With apologies for shamelessly blurring plagiarism and copyright, which I rush to note are not at all the same.)

#Haiku #Senryu #Poem
#DailyHaikuPrompt #BirdSong
#MockingBirds #Copyright #Plagiarism #17USCode§102

Eva Amsen
3 days ago

I'm reformatting the long list of references for my "Of Mice and Men" #poem (made entirely from #journal article titles) because it's going into the collection/ebook I'm working on, and Zotero keeps saying "possible duplicate reference".

No, they really *are* just all called "Of Mice and Men", that's the whole point!

Here's the original poem/post from 2015. (Soon also available in book form if I ever get through the references)

https://easternblot.net/2015/12/07/of-mice-and-men-a-poem/

SilveringOfRose (In Short)
3 days ago

**When Did That Happen?

The Middle #Class Is Disappearing
A headline on a space filler article
And I had to stop for a minute
Because how exactly
Do you just erase
One of the largest groups
Of people in the world
And no one's staging a riot?
And when did we start believing
We're worth so little?

#vss365 #NephalemVerse #TurningThePhrase #poem #poetry #Writing #vssPoem #PromptPoetry #280characters #SilverWrites

Wetdryvac
3 days ago

Caturday
March 18, 2023

caturday comes
on soft little weekender socks
some short, some long
some all encompassing
right to the whiskers
a cry against empty

in short shifts floofing
some aloof, some spoofing
their feelers, their everything
all astonished, all together
all laid back, all together
all in their alltogether

* * *

#poem #poetry #writing

Normally I don't put pictures here, but a poem about Caturday on Caturday needs a cat. Thus, a painting in blues and greys, of a flopped-sideways floof with headlamp eyes and cream whiskers.
AI6YR
4 days ago

That tasty tropical frozen fruit
Alas, no longer does it suit
My breakfast smoothie anymore

#foodsafety #poem (human) #foodsafetypoem #frozenfruit #traderjoes

TRADER JOE's RECALL: Potential Hepatitis A in Organic Tropical Fruit Blend
https://www.traderjoes.com/home/announcements?category=recalls&id=175203194

katherine montalto
4 days ago

breakdown of tissue
things not working as they should
flesh growing older

#WritingCommunity #haiku #prompt #575prompt #poem #poetry
prompt No. 80: weakness

Sharon Cummings Art
5 days ago

flamingos are pink
a lengthy proposition
The truth a dull gray.

These birds aren't actually pink.
Born gray, their food choices tinge their feathers its characteristic shade. I use creative license. ;)

ART
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Colorful flamingo bird art with a nautilus shell motif by artist Sharon Cummings.  Haiku in post.
Pamela Williams Fine Art
6 days ago

#Bees land on blossoms
Pollinating and Buzzing
Time to land now - Sting!

#DailyHaikuPrompt - #Bee

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Close up photo os a Bee devouring pollen on white flower blooming on a tree
Sharon Cummings Art
6 days ago

Garden spirits roam
Beneath the shrimp plants
Along the hibiscus
Between the orchids
Hanging soulfully
Their names carved
Into oddly shaped stones
A constant reminder
Of sweet furry paws
Gentle giants and little friends
Never forgotten

ART
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#art #artwork #artist #artists #AYearForArt #ArtMatters #flower #flowers #floral #spring #springtime #garden #poetry #poet #poem #writing #writingcommunity #dog #dogs #pet #pets #cat #cats #red #garden #gardening #writer #poems #poets

Bright red poppy fowers with blue and green background in an abstract style by contemporary artist Sharon Cummings.  Poetry in post.
Pamela Williams Fine Art
6 days ago

THE YELLOW ROSE
An optimistic hue
Representing good cheer
Perfect way to toast friends
Lift spirits and send a wish
for well-being & no tears 🥂

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Yellow rose bud framed photo
Pamela Williams Fine Art
1 week ago

#MAGNOLIA TREE
Time passes way to fast
Days longer warming the earth
Aha, flowers blooming

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Close up photo of a magnolia tree blossoming pink
Miguel Guhlin
1 week ago

Into our town the Hangman came
Smelling of gold and blood and flame—
And he paced our bricks with a diffident air
And built his frame on the courthouse square….

https://www.facinghistory.org/resource-library/hangman

#poem

Bare trees
Reaching for blue sky
Soft Sakura

裸の木 青空に手を伸ばす ソフト桜

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A spray of pink sakura blossoms highlighted against a blue sky and bare trees.
Yahia Lababidi
2 weeks ago

A short #poem of mine that I wrote, nearly 2 decades ago, & only now am formulating an answer to …

#poetry #death #faith #life