#poemaday — Public Fediverse posts

Jiminy Crisis,

what are we doing
with our one wild and precious
life? surviving more than thriving, I can
tell you that much

Spark

The fading fires of May’s red tulip blooms
herald the sunfire of June afternoons.

#poem #poemaday #poetry #naturephotography #spring #flowers #bloomscrolling #pentecost #photography

Spark

The fading fires of May’s red tulip blooms
herald the sunfire of June afternoons.

#poem #poemaday #poetry #naturephotography #spring #flowers #bloomscrolling #pentecost #photography

Whitsun

Within the wreck of fire tulip bloom,
new seeds take form and spite bud’s doom.

#poem #poemaday #poetry #naturephotography #garden #bloomscrolling #pentecost #photography

Whitsun

Within the wreck of fire tulip bloom,
new seeds take form and spite bud’s doom.

#poem #poemaday #poetry #naturephotography #garden #bloomscrolling #pentecost #photography

Whitsun

Within the wreck of fire tulip bloom,
new seeds take form and spite bud’s doom.

#poem #poemaday #poetry #naturephotography #garden #bloomscrolling #pentecost #photography

Whitsun

Within the wreck of fire tulip bloom,
new seeds take form and spite bud’s doom.

#poem #poemaday #poetry #naturephotography #garden #bloomscrolling #pentecost #photography

Whitsun

Within the wreck of fire tulip bloom,
new seeds take form and spite bud’s doom.

#poem #poemaday #poetry #naturephotography #garden #bloomscrolling #pentecost #photography

Emergent

From bushes’ shadows, baby’s breath.
He changes paths, accepts pride’s death.

#poem #poemaday #poetry #naturephotography #garden #spring #flowers #bloomscrolling #mentalhealth #depression #photography

Flight

Birdhouse, wood, a love that wanes.
Two doves who preen on different planes.

#poem #poemaday #poetry #naturephotography #birds #mentalhealth #depression #divorce #photography

Flight

Birdhouse, wood, a love that wanes.
Two doves who preen on different planes.

#poem #poemaday #poetry #naturephotography #birds #mentalhealth #depression #divorce #photography

Flight

Birdhouse, wood, a love that wanes.
Two doves who preen on different planes.

#poem #poemaday #poetry #naturephotography #birds #mentalhealth #depression #divorce #photography

Flight

Birdhouse, wood, a love that wanes.
Two doves who preen on different planes.

#poem #poemaday #poetry #naturephotography #birds #mentalhealth #depression #divorce #photography

Flight

Birdhouse, wood, a love that wanes.
Two doves who preen on different planes.

#poem #poemaday #poetry #naturephotography #birds #mentalhealth #depression #divorce #photography

Poppy

A man, once bright, damp cheek,
stacks bricks until he’s alone.
Red poppy bloom wilts
on the wet flagstone.

#poem #poemaday #poetry #spring #flowers #bloomscrolling #mentalhealth #depression #photography

May garden

Around her neck, a thin silver chain.
Iris slow-dances in the rain.

#poem #poemaday #poetry #naturephotography #iris #garden #spring #flowers #bloomscrolling #photography

Fever

Raindrops slipping down
Japanese maple’s red leaves —
her touch cools my head

#haiku #poem #poemaday #poetry #garden #spring #bloomscrolling #naturephotography #photography

internal state

(too long for here, link below)

#poetry #poemaday

https://simplesigns.asphere.blue/s/internal-state

After Blue Ridge Mountains

if foxes were monks
chanting in the mist before
it burns off the mountainside
and deer were itinerant preachers
who appear and disappear on an almost
consistent schedule
it would sound like this

After Blue Ridge Mountains

if foxes were monks
chanting in the mist before
it burns off the mountainside
and deer were itinerant preachers
who appear and disappear on an almost
consistent schedule
it would sound like this

After Blue Ridge Mountains

if foxes were monks
chanting in the mist before
it burns off the mountainside
and deer were itinerant preachers
who appear and disappear on an almost
consistent schedule
it would sound like this

After Blue Ridge Mountains

if foxes were monks
chanting in the mist before
it burns off the mountainside
and deer were itinerant preachers
who appear and disappear on an almost
consistent schedule
it would sound like this

After Blue Ridge Mountains

if foxes were monks
chanting in the mist before
it burns off the mountainside
and deer were itinerant preachers
who appear and disappear on an almost
consistent schedule
it would sound like this

Spring fire

Orange flute tulips sway in the rain.
Winking torches off on a distant plain.

#poem #poemaday #poetry #spring #flowers #bloomscrolling #naturephotography #photography

Spring fire

Orange flute tulips sway in the rain.
Winking torches off on a distant plain.

#poem #poemaday #poetry #spring #flowers #bloomscrolling #naturephotography #photography

Spring fire

Orange flute tulips sway in the rain.
Winking torches off on a distant plain.

#poem #poemaday #poetry #spring #flowers #bloomscrolling #naturephotography #photography

Spring fire

Orange flute tulips sway in the rain.
Winking torches off on a distant plain.

#poem #poemaday #poetry #spring #flowers #bloomscrolling #naturephotography #photography

Spring fire

Orange flute tulips sway in the rain.
Winking torches off on a distant plain.

#poem #poemaday #poetry #spring #flowers #bloomscrolling #naturephotography #photography

Only You

eyelashes flutter
like butterflies’ wings
rain drips from leaf to leaf
to top of head like a forgotten
punchline coming back to you
I lean into your chest like if I stop
touching you I’ll catch on fire

stories of the neck

i have been tuning in
the vertebrae attaching
my head atop my body
not with thinking how
but instead granting
the body full control
to release
all i have
concerned in storage
freeing the grip
one memory each
to slowly unwind
to the present

#poetry #poemaday

https://simplesigns.asphere.blue/s/stories-of-the-neck

Introducing a fantastic poet-Shontay Luna! Poetry about life and love!

https://www.diamantelavendar.com/blog/2026/5/16/introducing-shontay-luna-a-fantastic-poet

#poetry #poem #writing #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity #poemaday #todayspoem #blogging #blog #blogpost #literature #LovePoems #poetrylovers #supporthumanartists #bookstodon #love #life #blogfeature #indie

Introducing a fantastic poet-Shontay Luna! Poetry about life and love!

https://www.diamantelavendar.com/blog/2026/5/16/introducing-shontay-luna-a-fantastic-poet

#poetry #poem #writing #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity #poemaday #todayspoem #blogging #blog #blogpost #literature #LovePoems #poetrylovers #supporthumanartists #bookstodon #love #life #blogfeature #indie

Introducing a fantastic poet-Shontay Luna! Poetry about life and love!

https://www.diamantelavendar.com/blog/2026/5/16/introducing-shontay-luna-a-fantastic-poet

#poetry #poem #writing #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity #poemaday #todayspoem #blogging #blog #blogpost #literature #LovePoems #poetrylovers #supporthumanartists #bookstodon #love #life #blogfeature #indie

Introducing a fantastic poet-Shontay Luna! Poetry about life and love!

https://www.diamantelavendar.com/blog/2026/5/16/introducing-shontay-luna-a-fantastic-poet

#poetry #poem #writing #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity #poemaday #todayspoem #blogging #blog #blogpost #literature #LovePoems #poetrylovers #supporthumanartists #bookstodon #love #life #blogfeature #indie

Introducing a fantastic poet-Shontay Luna! Poetry about life and love!

https://www.diamantelavendar.com/blog/2026/5/16/introducing-shontay-luna-a-fantastic-poet

#poetry #poem #writing #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity #poemaday #todayspoem #blogging #blog #blogpost #literature #LovePoems #poetrylovers #supporthumanartists #bookstodon #love #life #blogfeature #indie

Église of breeze

Purple comfreys in a garden
where the wind is rolling.
A green belfry’s airy warden
sends purple bells tolling.

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

Église of breeze

Purple comfreys in a garden
where the wind is rolling.
A green belfry’s airy warden
sends purple bells tolling.

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

Église of breeze

Purple comfreys in a garden
where the wind is rolling.
A green belfry’s airy warden
sends purple bells tolling.

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

Église of breeze

Purple comfreys in a garden
where the wind is rolling.
A green belfry’s airy warden
sends purple bells tolling.

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

Église of breeze

Purple comfreys in a garden
where the wind is rolling.
A green belfry’s airy warden
sends purple bells tolling.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Rain

Two poppy pods met in the rain,
one still closed, one quite vain.
They twisted and turned, one damp dance.
Opposing, then opening. Raindrops glance.

#poem #poemaday #poetry #poppies #garden #depthoffield #spring #flowers #bloomscrolling #photography

Rain

Two poppy pods met in the rain,
one still closed, one quite vain.
They twisted and turned, one damp dance.
Opposing, then opening. Raindrops glance.

#poem #poemaday #poetry #poppies #garden #depthoffield #spring #flowers #bloomscrolling #photography

Rain

Two poppy pods met in the rain,
one still closed, one quite vain.
They twisted and turned, one damp dance.
Opposing, then opening. Raindrops glance.

#poem #poemaday #poetry #poppies #garden #depthoffield #spring #flowers #bloomscrolling #photography

Rain

Two poppy pods met in the rain,
one still closed, one quite vain.
They twisted and turned, one damp dance.
Opposing, then opening. Raindrops glance.

#poem #poemaday #poetry #poppies #garden #depthoffield #spring #flowers #bloomscrolling #photography

Rain

Two poppy pods met in the rain,
one still closed, one quite vain.
They twisted and turned, one damp dance.
Opposing, then opening. Raindrops glance.

#poem #poemaday #poetry #poppies #garden #depthoffield #spring #flowers #bloomscrolling #photography