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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

viśuddha

i don't know
why i feel
i want
to be wanted
despite knowing
(why)

#poetry #poemaday

https://simplesigns.asphere.blue/s/vi-uddha

viśuddha

i don't know
why i feel
i want
to be wanted
despite knowing
(why)

#poetry #poemaday

https://simplesigns.asphere.blue/s/vi-uddha

#BikePoems, anyone? A collection for you https://bikestylelife.com/2022/12/10/i-think-therefore-i-ride-a-bike-rack-of-bicycle-poems/.

#poetry #poem #poems #TodaysPoem #PoemADay #BikeTooter #cycling #BicyclesChangeLives

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

For a break from whatever you need a break from, a collection of bicycle poems https://bikestylelife.com/2022/12/10/i-think-therefore-i-ride-a-bike-rack-of-bicycle-poems/.

#BikeTooter #cycling #poetry #poems #TodaysPoem #PoemADay #BikePoems #BikeLife #BikeJoy #BikeLove

The bridge once broken
A #poem (🧵6/6)

Now on this day of all souls missed
by those who find themselves left behind,
one faithful departed returns to kiss
the forehead of a son’s reopened mind.

[end]

#allsaints #allsouls #poetry #poemaday #writing

The bridge once broken
A #poem (🧵5/6)

Across the valley, dark, deep, and wide,
a spectral stretch of stones appears
to shine as a silvery coach now rides
across, to bring two sundered shadows near.

👇🏼

#allsaints #allsouls #poetry #poemaday #writing

The bridge once broken
A #poem (🧵4/6)

By then his old mind’s lantern had failed;
the new light I’d shone back went unseen
and broken arches into a chasm trailed
where once a golden bridge had briefly been.

👇🏼

#allsaints #allsouls #poetry #poemaday #writing

The bridge once broken
A #poem (🧵3/6)

The care he’d showed I did not feel
as the pillars of our bridge began to crack.
Too late, I turned back to heal
the fallen span that we now lacked.

👇🏼

#allsaints #allsouls #poetry #poemaday #writing

The bridge once broken
A #poem (🧵2/6)

His memory murmurs in a darkened nook
of years of yearning and wasted days,
as the distance that filled up the book
of our lives still grows as I turn to grey.

👇🏼

#allsaints #allsouls #poetry #poemaday #writing

The bridge once broken
A #poem (🧵1/6)

On the day of all souls in the fall
as leaves lose luster to winter’s bane
my father’s shade returns to call
while I walk along a splintered lane:

👇🏼

#scotland #edinburgh #moody #allsaints #allsouls #history #photography #poetry #poemaday #writing #writingcommunity

Love the last lines of Sheila Packa's poem "Not Forgotten", about her father teaching her to ride a bike:

"That he could hold me was a given
that he could release me was a gift."

https://www.ayearofbeinghere.com/2015/06/sheila-packa-not-forgotten.html

This one's in my second collection of bike poetry links http://bikestylespokane.com/2023/07/27/more-poems-on-the-bike-rack/.

#poem #poetry #TodaysPoem #PoemADay #BikePoems #BikeTooter #cycling

Reading poetry this morning I ran across "Machine" by Michael Donaghy, which I included in my first round-up of bicycle poems.

"So much is chance,
So much agility, desire, and feverish care,
As bicyclists and harpsicordists prove

Who only by moving can balance,
Only by balancing move."

http://bikestylespokane.com/2022/12/10/i-think-therefore-i-ride-a-bike-rack-of-bicycle-poems/

#poetry #PoemADay #TodaysPoem #BikeTooter #cycling #BikePoems #music #MusicPoems #harpsichord #balance

A Maya Stein poem for #VerseThursday: "trust me, I don't know what I'm doing". It isn't a poem "about" bicycling but there's a line in it that I loved (of course):
"I know that riding a bicycle makes me braver
than yesterday"

https://mayastein.com/poetry/2023/8/7/july-25-2023

#poetry #TodaysPoem #PoemADay #BikePoems #BikeTooter #MayaStein

Just in time for #VerseThursday, I published another collection of poems involving bicycles. Enjoy!
http://bikestylespokane.com/2023/07/27/more-poems-on-the-bike-rack/
#BikePoems #poetry #poem #PoemADay #TodaysPoem #BikeTooter #BikeToot #cycling #bicycles #bikes #BicyclesChangeLives #BikeNite