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it all counts

a scientist
uses math
(which counts
things) to help
visualize
invisible
verifiable things
even things
that cannot be
yet verified
by touch (counting
for real) instead
metaphysically
represented in
quantities of 123
where infinity
which might
as well be
nothingness
as the Answer indicates
Error or
rather unknown
or trickier
(motion)

#poetry #poemaday

https://simplesigns.asphere.blue/s/it-all-counts

it all counts

a scientist
uses math
(which counts
things) to help
visualize
invisible
verifiable things
even things
that cannot be
yet verified
by touch (counting
for real) instead
metaphysically
represented in
quantities of 123
where infinity
which might
as well be
nothingness
as the Answer indicates
Error or
rather unknown
or trickier
(motion)

#poetry #poemaday

https://simplesigns.asphere.blue/s/it-all-counts

The English poet Roger McGough sends readers’ eyes travelling to and fro the way a tennis ball would across a net when they read 40-Love. Indeed, the poem itself – like the “middle aged couple” he writes about – is split by such a ‘net.’

#poetry #reading #Love #poem #poet #McGough #graficpoem #poems #bookstodon @bookstodon #books #book #poemaday #poetrycommunity #pictures #readers #readersofmastodon #booksky #bookish #BookTok #bookclub #readit #Bookwyrm #tennis #booklovers

Limbus

Tree trunk, stripped bare.
Crossbar, damp air.
Black clouds, crows caw,
perched on nails — gone.

A sign, four words.
No voice is heard.
Cramped cave, stone bed
where herbs lay — bled.

Long wait, dark night.
No candles burn bright.
Hinted return.
But silence — burns.

#poem #poemaday #poetry #catholic #anglican #holyweek #holysaturday #goodfriday #monochrome #blackandwhite #photography

Bedloe's Island

She lifts her lamp
to the golden door
where Virtue stood
once, long before.

Here, Lazarus
came forth, no fear
to pen the words,
brief, gilded, clear,

but now the gate
is wrought of iron.
Gold Virtue’s left —
she's now retired.

#poem #poemaday #poetry #symmetry #photography #poetsofmastodon #mastoart

It’s a beautiful day
A #poetry thread

—

i.

Oh, to be seen!
To have the chance to preen,
to not be torn down
and not be told I’m mean.

Oh, to be seen,
not to turn you green
or take your light away —
let us both shine and gleam.

Oh, to be seen —
to be fat with praise, not lean,
a touch of heart-grown balm
to soothe my self-esteem.

🧵👇🏼

#poem #poemaday #collage #mentalhealth #art #photography #mastoart #poetrycommunity #poetsofmastodon

No. 12 (Which)

Two doors side by side,
one dark wood, one bright bare stone —
he turns the third knob

#haiku #poem #poemaday #poetry #travelphotography #door #photography #poetsofmastodon #mastoart

Belvedere
A #poetry thread

—

i.

Beneath dark clouds of gathering dreams,
the coppered palace roof aglow;
its arches catch the whispered streams
of tales that only sailors know.

The belvedere peeks through the green,
stone vessel held in sylvan sway:
its quiet presence moored beneath
the restless clouds that rule the day.

🧵👇🏼

#poem #poemaday #clouds #photography #naturephotography #poetsofmastodon #mastoart

Thanks + Giving: A poetry collection I rounded up last year and some thoughts about Native American Heritage Day https://biketoworkbarb.blogspot.com/2024/11/thanks-giving.html. Hat tip to Rebecca Solnit for the fabulous graphic, which she posted on BlueSky last year.

#poetry #poem #poems #TodaysPoem #PoemADay #Thanksgiving #Indigenous #nativeamericanHeritageMonth #gratitude #giving

Blue angel
A #poetry thread

—

i.

Lili Marlene,
a silver icon:
blue eyes spoke through the screen
that she didn't belong

to any one land,
to simpler souls,
to any one man
who’d dare take control.

Fine arching eyebrows,
glass-cut angular jaw,
her white-tie tuxedo
without a hint of a flaw,

her face on the screen
in wisps of blue smoke,
blue angel that’s free
of any dictator’s yoke.

🧵👇🏼

#poem #poemaday #monochrome #cityscape #urbanphotography #photography #mastoart #poetsofmastodon

Centurion
A #poetry thread

—

i.

The carved-stone soldier on the wall
guards, stiff, awake in weathered rest.
His chiseled cloak, though cracked, a pall,
holds echoes time has left unblessed.

His lifted arm in sculpted poise
suggests a tale the stone can’t tell —
a silent gesture, void of noise,
still straining ’gainst its stony shell.

🧵👇🏼

#poem #poemaday #dresden #history #travelphotography #photography #mastoart #poetsofmastodon

Break

Between tall houses
a gap of sky.
A shadowed pigeon
decides to fly.

#poem #poemaday #poetry #monochrome #blackandwhite #cityscape #urbanphotography #photography #poetsofmastodon #mastoart

Yesteryeast

Salt on warm bread roll
fresh from worn red-brick oven —
first snow on my tongue

#haiku #poem #poemaday #poetry #photography #poetsofmastodon #mastoart

Plenty

Old James Bond poster
glued to a crumbling townhouse —
diamonds, forever

#haiku #poem #poemaday #poetry #abandoned #street #window #urbanphotography #photography #mastoart #poetsofmastodon

Mural
A #poetry thread

—

i.

Karl-Marx-Allee,
boulevard of Berlin dreams
with vast official murals
that were not what they seemed:

praising all the workers
in quasi-religious iconography
while the peasant-worker state
was built with concrete atrophy.

🧵👇🏼

#poem #poemaday #berlin #streetphotography #urbanphotography #satire #cityscape #photography #mastoart #poetsofmastodon

All Saints
A #poetry thread

—

i.

I sit in a Gothic cathedral
of stone tracery,
late medieval
with things we can't see.

On this night of All Saints’,
their many souls gathered ’round,
flitting in shadows, faint
and making no sound

that could be discerned
by physical ears
except by those who’ve learned
to listen with tears.

🧵👇🏼

#poem #poemaday #gothic #allsaints #allsouls #monochrome #blackandwhite #photography #mastoart #poetsofmastodon

Garden mouse
A #poetry thread

—

i.

All around this place
sprawls a mighty hectic city,
its concrete embrace
smothers all without pity.

In this urban autumn
on an afternoon stroll,
we stumble through a hedge: some
hidden gardens on a knoll.

Among fallen leaves
and plants turning gold,
some solitary eaves
of a tiny house, neat, though old:

🧵👇🏼

#poem #poemaday #autumn #garden #naturephotography #symmetry #longexposure #photography #poetsofmastodon #mastoart

Water, fall

Red stone of granite
sits in silver stream,
small hints of agate
in autumnal gleam

with golden needles
caught in the run,
fair hair of cedars
in setting sun.

The brook, it babbles
on its bare stone face,
its psalm sings, channeled
with flowing grace.

Red stone is pocked,
on waterfall perched —
Upon this rock
I’ll build my church.

#poem #poemaday #poetry #bloomscrolling #autumn #fall #seasons #garden #naturephotography #photography #poetsofmastodon #mastoart

Gaia

Ruby dahlia
feeds chilled nectar to a bee —
mother’s instinct stirs

#haiku #poem #poemaday #poetry #bloomscrolling #autumn #fall #seasons #garden #flower #naturephotography #photography #poetsofmastodon #mastoart

Equinox

Bee balm seedheads bare,
spiderwebs in spent blossoms —
a heart bears the frost

#haiku #poem #poemaday #poetry #bloomscrolling #autumn #garden #naturephotography #photography #poetsofmastodon #mastoart

Break your heart with "The Animals Are Leaving" by Charles Harper https://www.americanlifeinpoetry.org/columns/detail/203.

#poetry #poem #poems #TodaysPoem #PoemADay #conservation #animals #extinction #Nature #biodiversity #BiodiversityDecline

A poem we could all use right about now: "Hokusai Says" by Roger Keyes. An excerpt:

He says don’t be afraid.
Don’t be afraid.
Look, feel, let life take you by the hand.
Let life live through you.

https://www.ayearofbeinghere.com/2015/11/roger-keyes-hokusai-says.html

#poetry #poem #PoemADay #TodaysPoem #RogerKeyes #Hokusai #KatsushikaHokusai #PoetryOfPresence

The throneroom
A #poem

She stood upon the beach’s stone
the wind and waves a-waxing within
I saw it was her natural throne
beneath the blue sky’s baldaquin
Behind, a white cliff walls her keep,
attended by seagulls as her knights
with seaweed’s red carpet from the deeps:
the throneroom’s crowned in golden light
There’s none more noble than nature’s friend
who all Creation’s glory defends

#poetry #writing #poemaday #photography #KapArkona #rügen #nature