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  1. Clutter

    Gardener, gloves off, with his callouses laid bare.
    A shed with old tools and a ladder up to nowhere.

    #poem #poemaday #poetry #outdoor #garden #stilllife #clutter #photography

  2. Clutter

    Gardener, gloves off, with his callouses laid bare.
    A shed with old tools and a ladder up to nowhere.

    #poem #poemaday #poetry #outdoor #garden #stilllife #clutter #photography

  3. Clutter

    Gardener, gloves off, with his callouses laid bare.
    A shed with old tools and a ladder up to nowhere.

    #poem #poemaday #poetry #outdoor #garden #stilllife #clutter #photography

  4. Clutter

    Gardener, gloves off, with his callouses laid bare.
    A shed with old tools and a ladder up to nowhere.

    #poem #poemaday #poetry #outdoor #garden #stilllife #clutter #photography

  5. Clutter

    Gardener, gloves off, with his callouses laid bare.
    A shed with old tools and a ladder up to nowhere.

    #poem #poemaday #poetry #outdoor #garden #stilllife #clutter #photography

  6. Happy National Limerick Day!

    A limerick is a five-line humorous poem with a distinct AABBA rhyme scheme and a bouncy rhythm.

    Edward Lear (born today) popularised the form in the 19th century, frequently using them in his #Book of Nonsense.

    What is your favourite limerick? Feel free to share 😉

    #limerick #today #LimerickDay #onthisday #poetry #poem #writing #reading #books #bookstodon @bookstodon #booksky #poetrycommunity #poet #EdwardLear #PoetrySky #poetrylovers #poemaday

  7. Happy National Limerick Day!

    A limerick is a five-line humorous poem with a distinct AABBA rhyme scheme and a bouncy rhythm.

    Edward Lear (born today) popularised the form in the 19th century, frequently using them in his #Book of Nonsense.

    What is your favourite limerick? Feel free to share 😉

    #limerick #today #LimerickDay #onthisday #poetry #poem #writing #reading #books #bookstodon @bookstodon #booksky #poetrycommunity #poet #EdwardLear #PoetrySky #poetrylovers #poemaday

  8. Happy National Limerick Day!

    A limerick is a five-line humorous poem with a distinct AABBA rhyme scheme and a bouncy rhythm.

    Edward Lear (born today) popularised the form in the 19th century, frequently using them in his #Book of Nonsense.

    What is your favourite limerick? Feel free to share 😉

    #limerick #today #LimerickDay #onthisday #poetry #poem #writing #reading #books #bookstodon @bookstodon #booksky #poetrycommunity #poet #EdwardLear #PoetrySky #poetrylovers #poemaday

  9. Happy National Limerick Day!

    A limerick is a five-line humorous poem with a distinct AABBA rhyme scheme and a bouncy rhythm.

    Edward Lear (born today) popularised the form in the 19th century, frequently using them in his #Book of Nonsense.

    What is your favourite limerick? Feel free to share 😉

    #limerick #today #LimerickDay #onthisday #poetry #poem #writing #reading #books #bookstodon @bookstodon #booksky #poetrycommunity #poet #EdwardLear #PoetrySky #poetrylovers #poemaday

  10. Happy National Limerick Day!

    A limerick is a five-line humorous poem with a distinct AABBA rhyme scheme and a bouncy rhythm.

    Edward Lear (born today) popularised the form in the 19th century, frequently using them in his #Book of Nonsense.

    What is your favourite limerick? Feel free to share 😉

    #limerick #today #LimerickDay #onthisday #poetry #poem #writing #reading #books #bookstodon @bookstodon #booksky #poetrycommunity #poet #EdwardLear #PoetrySky #poetrylovers #poemaday

  11. Dandy lions

    What’s a weed but a plant where it shouldn’t have been?
    The teeth of a lion scatter wide on the wind.

    #poem #poemaday #poetry #dandelion #garden #spring #flowers #bloomscrolling #photography

  12. Dandy lions

    What’s a weed but a plant where it shouldn’t have been?
    The teeth of a lion scatter wide on the wind.

    #poem #poemaday #poetry #dandelion #garden #spring #flowers #bloomscrolling #photography

  13. Dandy lions

    What’s a weed but a plant where it shouldn’t have been?
    The teeth of a lion scatter wide on the wind.

    #poem #poemaday #poetry #dandelion #garden #spring #flowers #bloomscrolling #photography

  14. Dandy lions

    What’s a weed but a plant where it shouldn’t have been?
    The teeth of a lion scatter wide on the wind.

    #poem #poemaday #poetry #dandelion #garden #spring #flowers #bloomscrolling #photography

  15. Barrow-wheel

    A garden: a row of rusting wheelbarrows, dulled steel.
    A barrow of bones gathering moss by a creek, waterwheel.

    #poem #poemaday #poetry #outdoor #garden #metal #symmetry #naturephotography #photography

  16. Barrow-wheel

    A garden: a row of rusting wheelbarrows, dulled steel.
    A barrow of bones gathering moss by a creek, waterwheel.

    #poem #poemaday #poetry #outdoor #garden #metal #symmetry #naturephotography #photography

  17. Barrow-wheel

    A garden: a row of rusting wheelbarrows, dulled steel.
    A barrow of bones gathering moss by a creek, waterwheel.

    #poem #poemaday #poetry #outdoor #garden #metal #symmetry #naturephotography #photography

  18. Barrow-wheel

    A garden: a row of rusting wheelbarrows, dulled steel.
    A barrow of bones gathering moss by a creek, waterwheel.

    #poem #poemaday #poetry #outdoor #garden #metal #symmetry #naturephotography #photography

  19. Barrow-wheel

    A garden: a row of rusting wheelbarrows, dulled steel.
    A barrow of bones gathering moss by a creek, waterwheel.

    #poem #poemaday #poetry #outdoor #garden #metal #symmetry #naturephotography #photography

  20. Lumen
    A #poetry thread

    i.

    In sable night
    that lacks the stars,
    a sealed off cave.
    A man, five scars.

    The tail of night,
    a crack is heard.
    Black stone is rolled,
    a flight of birds.

    Beloved with
    her oils and herbs.
    She sees the stone
    and finds no words.

    🧵👇🏼

    #poem #poemaday #easter #happyeaster #sunflower #flower #nature #holyweek #anglican #catholic #selectivefocus #spirituality #photography

  21. Lumen
    A #poetry thread

    i.

    In sable night
    that lacks the stars,
    a sealed off cave.
    A man, five scars.

    The tail of night,
    a crack is heard.
    Black stone is rolled,
    a flight of birds.

    Beloved with
    her oils and herbs.
    She sees the stone
    and finds no words.

    🧵👇🏼

    #poem #poemaday #easter #happyeaster #sunflower #flower #nature #holyweek #anglican #catholic #selectivefocus #spirituality #photography

  22. Lumen
    A #poetry thread

    i.

    In sable night
    that lacks the stars,
    a sealed off cave.
    A man, five scars.

    The tail of night,
    a crack is heard.
    Black stone is rolled,
    a flight of birds.

    Beloved with
    her oils and herbs.
    She sees the stone
    and finds no words.

    🧵👇🏼

    #poem #poemaday #easter #happyeaster #sunflower #flower #nature #holyweek #anglican #catholic #selectivefocus #spirituality #photography

  23. Lumen
    A #poetry thread

    i.

    In sable night
    that lacks the stars,
    a sealed off cave.
    A man, five scars.

    The tail of night,
    a crack is heard.
    Black stone is rolled,
    a flight of birds.

    Beloved with
    her oils and herbs.
    She sees the stone
    and finds no words.

    🧵👇🏼

    #poem #poemaday #easter #happyeaster #sunflower #flower #nature #holyweek #anglican #catholic #selectivefocus #spirituality #photography

  24. Lumen
    A #poetry thread

    i.

    In sable night
    that lacks the stars,
    a sealed off cave.
    A man, five scars.

    The tail of night,
    a crack is heard.
    Black stone is rolled,
    a flight of birds.

    Beloved with
    her oils and herbs.
    She sees the stone
    and finds no words.

    🧵👇🏼

    #poem #poemaday #easter #happyeaster #sunflower #flower #nature #holyweek #anglican #catholic #selectivefocus #spirituality #photography

  25. Vigil
    A #poetry thread

    i.

    A portal with a warning line,
    this cave’s mouth made of blackened stone.
    A journey split from mortal time —
    into the black. Cries, echoes, groans.

    Down I descend to frozen depths.
    A poet, partner, pulls me on
    past popes and princes who, plaintive, wept
    for what to them is neverdawn.

    🧵👇🏼

    #poem #poemaday #catholic #anglican #easter #eastervigil #monochrome #blackandwhite #photography

  26. Vigil
    A #poetry thread

    i.

    A portal with a warning line,
    this cave’s mouth made of blackened stone.
    A journey split from mortal time —
    into the black. Cries, echoes, groans.

    Down I descend to frozen depths.
    A poet, partner, pulls me on
    past popes and princes who, plaintive, wept
    for what to them is neverdawn.

    🧵👇🏼

    #poem #poemaday #catholic #anglican #easter #eastervigil #monochrome #blackandwhite #photography

  27. Vigil
    A #poetry thread

    i.

    A portal with a warning line,
    this cave’s mouth made of blackened stone.
    A journey split from mortal time —
    into the black. Cries, echoes, groans.

    Down I descend to frozen depths.
    A poet, partner, pulls me on
    past popes and princes who, plaintive, wept
    for what to them is neverdawn.

    🧵👇🏼

    #poem #poemaday #catholic #anglican #easter #eastervigil #monochrome #blackandwhite #photography

  28. Vigil
    A #poetry thread

    i.

    A portal with a warning line,
    this cave’s mouth made of blackened stone.
    A journey split from mortal time —
    into the black. Cries, echoes, groans.

    Down I descend to frozen depths.
    A poet, partner, pulls me on
    past popes and princes who, plaintive, wept
    for what to them is neverdawn.

    🧵👇🏼

    #poem #poemaday #catholic #anglican #easter #eastervigil #monochrome #blackandwhite #photography

  29. Past the gate
    A #poetry thread

    i.

    Beneath the saints’ carved, watchful gaze,
    I pause at gilt ironwork’s curled vine.
    A veil, a hush: my darker days
    are drawn a cleaner, calmer line.

    A lady — known, not named — sits here,
    blue-shaded in a candle’s glow,
    not judging me, but making clear
    that mercy doesn’t need a show.

    🧵👇🏼

    #poem #poemaday#gothic #church #cathedral #tomb #photography #monochrome #blackandwhite

  30. 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

  31. 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

  32. 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

  33. 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

  34. 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

  35. 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

  36. 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

  37. 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

  38. 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

  39. Nest
    A #poetry thread

    i.

    In a quiet old town square
    on its cobblestoned stage
    under afternoon sun's glare,
    two children of young age

    prance in tall houses’ shade,
    run from shadows to the bright
    as their gentle father waits
    with a smile of warm delight.

    🧵👇🏼

    #poem #poemaday #poetry #streetphotography #photography #poetsofmastodon #mastoart

  40. For Elise

    When Beethoven’s ears slept,
    within the silence he heard
    how music had crept
    into his mind like a bird

    that took soaring wing,
    then came softly to nest
    where silence wakes and sings
    between crescendo and rest.

    #poem #poemaday #poetry #prague #architecture #door #photography #poetsofmastodon #mastoart