#DavidsMonthOfMusic #MusicChallenge #MusicSky Day 7 - A song with an amazing first line Say Hello, Wave Goodbye - Soft Cell 'Standing in the doorway of the Pink Famingo club crying in the rain'

#DavidsMonthOfMusic #MusicSky #MusicChallenge Day 6 - With a relation in the title. Mama Told Me Not To Come - Tom Jones and Stereophonics.

I've not much cash to spare Bills and rent see most of it spent Once I've been fed and my mouth drenched What's left leaves little for enjoyment But to pen a poem Costs little more than a poundshop pad and biro I take my pleasures cheaply Words come freely And I do love them so #poetry

“I see you take it black These days, Abandoning your snowy sugar sands. Your daring lipstick Is a lethal thrust Or bloodied shield for sheltering.” Full Poem thepoetryshack.blogspot.com/2026/06/spen... #poet #poetry

Based on the philosophy that if we don't know about ocean heating, El Nino, hurricanes and AMOC shutdown, they aren't happening www.theguardian.com/environment/...

#poetry #poem #art #digitalart open.substack.com/pub/mariecha...

You'll see no punctuation here It may irk your grammar senses I won't apologise For the word count is few and my words are many Dispensing with commas and full stops a necessary evil Why not upload my work with grammar intact you ask Because I have only my phone and don't know how too #poetry

There's words then there's wordy words Where poets flex their muscle Words that don't trip easy of the tongue So big they barely fit the page A vast vocabulary is no sin But I find beauty in simplicity Where other's words are plentiful I find my pleasure in far less #poetry #poem

Without you where would I be Adrift on rough seas Lost in ocean's Sharks circling Waves of misery pulling me under Tossed here and there Never going anywhere You're my anchor Keeping me afloat A light guiding me through the ripping rocks of life Home to harbours safe Where your love waits #poetry

When I'm feeling down and unworthy The carnivorous voice inside my head Eats my self esteem Calls me useless Undeserving of success The trick is to not fall for its lies Steering me away from fulfilling my ambition But to bravely grasp my dream and fly with it #poetry #poem

#DavidsMonthOfMusic #MusicChallenge #MusicSky Day 5 - From an album with a front cover you love. And She Was - Talking Heads. Little Creatures.

Why do the young Give rise to your rancour Telling them they're lazy and lacking resilience To you a distant breed Lost online in realms you find incomprehensible Whilst you have wealth and peace of mind You've left a broken world and a future bleak Your shitty inheritance #poetry #poem

Purgatory isn't a place I wish to be Though a destination I keep visiting Torturing myself in the grey Whilst waiting for promised recovery In time pain that encompasses me will dissipate Emerging not changed nor free of every sorrow But my hollow filled with renewed love of life #poetry

#DavidsMonthOfMusic #MusicSky #MusicChallenge Day 4 - A less familiar song by a famous artist. Violin - Kate Bush

The ramping up of establishment attacks on disabled people, trans people, Black people and protestors means we must internalise, and quickly, the commonality of our experience of being outside, marginalized. And come together in political solidarity. There is no other way.

from @mind.org.uk : charities react to the greatest reduction of disabiilty' rights in a generation. by a SOCIALIST #Govt??? www.mind.org.uk/news-campaig...

#DavidsMonthOfMusic #MusicChallenge ##MusicSky Day 3 - Remix or Acoustic Skinny love - Birdy

#poem by Tyndal E. Schreiner

I remember when we ran through the fields of September Giddy with the late scents of summer How I longed for your lips on mine We hid from prying eyes In an old concrete bunker where once brave soldiers watched the skies I remember when bliss was the tingle of first love Wrapped in a kiss #poetry

I caught myself in a memory of you when small Little hands in mine holding trust A face upturned adoringly I was the sun that rose in your heart You my joyous boy Beneath my smile Remembrance brings a swell of sadness Betrayed by leaky eyes For a moment time could not keep For that I weep #poetry

Welcome to my local An estate pub that's seen better days Don't let our rough edges deceive you Our friendly smiles make up for our lack of dacorum Come on in and stay awhile It may be spit and sawdust But before you know it It'll be your sanctuary and feel like coming home #poetry

All day I've laughed and giggled. Walked with a light step and a grin. Found the ridiculous in all things serious. Today my monsters will not devour me. Today I'll savour all the blessings life brings. ##poetry

Do you find me too clichéd Too sweet Too saccharine If I write words from the heart Forgive my obnoxious sin But my mood is pure joy I'll type my words with the biggest smile You've been warned They'll be love and hope Promise and new dawns If it's not for you just scroll on by #poetry

American federally-funded science, one of the most ambitious and effective mechanisms for advancing and sharing knowledge that the world has ever known, is about to undergo a real and grim metamorphosis. Read+share this, and if you're American (I assume the rest of us don't count), object.

There's a light ahead Sometimes it dims Casting shadows over me In the dark I still see its flicker In its faint glow the glimmer of hope Guiding me home to the ones I love Their flame burns the brightest Bringing me back from the edge For tomorrow I rise with the sun again #poetry

Are we ever really happy with our lot Contentment always seeming out of reach So hard to find that sweet spot that pleases I know life rarely runs smoothly Always some calamity around the corner But once in a while I'd like it not to take a piece of me But give me peace of mind to savour #poetry

Bluesky isn't a bubble or an echo chamber, it's a garden. You plant some seeds and pull some weeds, you tend to it with care, and you make it into a space that pleases you when you come to sit in it a while. Other people can plant and tend to their own gardens, if they like. This garden is yours.

The air is dense and hot I'm lethargic but can't sleep Tossing and turning Shifting position to find the coolest part of the sheet My hair is limp with sweat Hot nights and hotter days I know it won't last Only two weeks ago I was chilled to the bone How I longed for sun Now I regret it #poetry

And the results are in: ‘for those described as “long term sick or disabled” – the addition of employment advice to regular talking therapy made it less likely that a disabled person would be in work and reduced average monthly earnings..’ www.disabilitynewsservice.com/government-r...

I wrote this for a friend. #vss365 #rift #emoetry #vivacious #poetry #mentalhealth #hope #recovery

As I chat away to myself Another conversation With my inner voice I wonder what people would think Would they consider me a little bit dotty If they only knew of the loneliness I live How the sound of my own words breaking the silence Is not insanity but a comforting choice #poetry

Politics doesn’t always feel like politics anymore. At some point, it becomes something closer to consequence. And those consequences are human. This is reality. medium.com/@elizabeth.d...

Intelligent people don’t fall for manipulation because they’re naive. They fall for it because manipulation is built on trust, connection, and emotional logic — not stupidity. That’s what makes it so effective. 👉 medium.com/@elizabeth.d... #psychology #manipulation #digitalabuse #humanbehavior

Many children are growing up with one dangerous expectation: “You must always be available.” And psychologically, constant accessibility may be reshaping anxiety itself. 👉 medium.com/@elizabeth.d... #psychology #digitalwellbeing

#autism #disability #unpaidcarers

writing bad poetry is better than not writing poetry at all.

Can trepanning drain a brain of anxiety Subdue intrusive thoughts threatening to swallow you whole If it could I'd give it a shot The fear that weighs me down A heavy load I can't unburden myself of But I'm guessing drilling into my head Is a dubious cure Ah well A woman can dream #poetry

I'm restless as a chicken on crack Bored as a gamer without a controller Bursting with energy to spare But there's no release I'm tethered to my home The world feels frightening and cold Too afraid to step outside If only my desire could walk me through closed doors I'd be long gone #poetry

I fell asleep in the early evening On waking I thought it morning Wondering why it seemed so dark Where was the promised sun Then it dawned on me Not day but twilight Night was just beginning I'm twice as daft as a dustbin lid thought I With a chuckling smile #poetry

The world has not been cruel to him, So when he can't sleep,we list out all the people who love him and when we run out of names,he tells me that the trees love him.Saturn loves him.The sky loves him too And when he falls asleep on my shoulder,I thank the world for staying soft for him. #Poetry 💙📚👀

This week on the blog I’m looking at health, wealth and happiness or am I? Hop over with a beverage of your choice and find out. drnaturegirl.substack.com/p/health-wea... #blog #health #influencers #advice

The sky's so blue today I could swim in it's hue Warm air touches my skin Heralding sunshine washing away winters sin My heart is trouble free Full of hope and promise My garden grows lush Bringing butterflies and bees Spring sighs as it welcomes home summer #poetry

Nothing like waking up to blue sky's. Knowing it's going to be a beautiful hot sunny day. Feeling good in the UK.

When fields don't yield their crops, as water flows no more and the fruit of trees die, shrivelled on the bough. Will Satiating the want for the material, feed your hunger or slake your thirst. Our earth will not sustain us. As long as gold means more than life itself #poetry

New poem on my blog - 'ONE WORD' joshuaseigalpoet.blogspot.com/2026/05/one-... #BookSky #poetry

Yesterday was yellows and greens Vividly bright Verdant forests and sunlight Today is blue Black rain falls on my head bowed low Mind issuing red warnings Heart purple bruised Beating in time with the drip of my tears I can trace their tracks with a thousand sighs of old fears #poetry

Trouble arrives like thunderclaps There's never just one rumble It comes with knocks and bruises You stumble and tumble Every fall threatens to end it all And when you believe you cant rise from your knees Remember every storm passes As times of fret and anguish will too #poetry

A psychiatrist once said he didn't know if I was Mad Sad Or bad Not mad just full of thoughts that richocheted around my mind Not sad just deeply desolate Lost in my lonely Not bad just fighting a system trying to crush my spirit And still the echo of those words haunt me #poetry

So we're heading for our 7th prime Minister in 10 yrs Well done to our political class for screwing up again. Politics is so effing broken. Does anyone really wonder anymore that its spawned the likes of one policy Farage. Who'll be shouting he got rid of Starmer. GE to follow. Fuck em all.