slipping into a warm, bottomless daydream.

midsummer turles all the way down #PaintbyWords #haiku #micropoetry

Things You Should Do Tenderly take an animal's body into your mouth wash yourself free from the sins of your father forgive yourself for not forgiving They say they're burning it to make room for us. We wait docile as cows for our superiors to end the world. We deserve this. #vss365 #zuihitsu

Let’s travel back in time for #senryusunday - first winter rain I slip back into my blues Hifsa Ashraf @hifsays.bsky.social Read Hifsa’s poem with the other wonderful poems from Issue 47: prunejuicesenryu.com/wp-content/u... #smallpoemsunday #senryu #micropoetry #writingcommunity

Before I was an editor, I published this piece in @prunejuicejournal.bsky.social: first time— the transition of girlhood into rain #smallpoemsunday #senryusunday #senryu #WritingCommunity #micropoetry

A poem of mine, “Keep in Touch” (dusie.blogspot.com/2026/06/tues...) #smallpoemsunday @tomsnarsky.bsky.social

“Jamesian” Thom Gunn #smallpoemsunday #poetry #booksky

#smallpoemsunday #poem #poetry @tomsnarsky.bsky.social #writingcommunity Suzanne Buffam

Happy #SmallPoemSunday, from Reginald Shepherd

Sundays are for senryu… he travels through time inside my mouth Amber Winter You can view Amber’s poem along all of the other wonderful poets from Prune Juice Issue 47: prunejuicesenryu.com/wp-content/u... #smallpoemsunday #senryusunday #senryu #micropoetry #writingcommunity

Happy Fourth of July 🇺🇸

avoiding the woman who lives inside me night comes --Shinko Tokizane われに棲む女をうとむ夜が来る Or, if read as a single phrase instead of a 12-5 two-part structure, Take 2: the night is coming when I will shun the woman who dwells within me #senryu #translation

I stopped really publishing poetry a few years ago to write a book, but I'm starting to get back in the game! My poem in Wales Haiku Journal: Easter Sunday... my former life as a sparrow #haiku #micropoetry #WritingCommunity www.waleshaikujournal.com/_files/ugd/f...

This weeks Fallen Petals, Haiku and Senryu commentary featuring poets @cinnatus.bsky.social @moschoenfeld.bsky.social @thehaikutec.bsky.social @asurashaiku.bsky.social @orakdubwa.bsky.social #poetry Death, avoidance and misanthropy open.substack.com/pub/thesehai...

Thanks to Editors Gavin Austin and Marilyn Humbert for including my poem in Echidna Tracks issue 17. Full issue is free to download at share.google/c07TLZcOvSzY... a bumblebee still shaking goldenrods

My gf just let me know that early in Genesis's career, they wrote a song about a man contracting herpes, getting his dick surgically removed, and then having said dick carried off by a raven. I don't need or want proof-- I understand faith, now.

moses i walk on bones snakes twisting in my hand locusts breaking my mouth an old man leaving slavery home is burning in me like a bush God got his eye on * - lucille CLIFTON #poetry

A poem by one of my favourite Indian female writers, Amrita Pritam www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazi... For #smallpoemsunday @tomsnarsky.bsky.social #Oulens #poetry #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity

put a period deeply into the desert at the center of the new world Natsuishi Ban’ya #haiku #smallpoemsunday #poem #poetry @tomsnarsky.bsky.social

#smallpoemsunday #poem #poetry @tomsnarsky.bsky.social #writingcommunity

if I were an antler in spring I would shed myself and begin again #SmallPoemSunday #tanka #kyoka

doing the work sweat in the crease of a page #senryu #micropoetry #WritingCommunity

Did a thing for the #PoetsofDoom challenge. #WritingCommunity

trauma-bonding to the previous century... if I get out of here alive it will be as a lobster #kyoka

my vegetable love it grows from hell it waits for yours to die and climbs down the well #kyoka

as an electric current to a lightning bolt it's too soon for thunder but it's coming anyways #kyoka

contemplating the length of my consciousness a dog races from my belly button to my heart #kyoka

the advertisements reduced to the word 'advertisement' when i copy paste a recipe-- it punctuates the words like onions #kyoka

I've shared it before. I used to believe more people felt this way. I know better today, and I'm sad for the world we're forcing our grandchildren into.

ring finger-- when two become one set of bedsheets #senryu

the smoke left by fireworks-- if we blew up this skyline nothing would block the stars #kyoka

drifting I dream that I am drifting #senryu

the difference in the virginity of a man of a woman of a flower if we're going to hell why not make love on the way #kyoka

in a dream i hunted you in a dream #senryu

grass on your skin and the sun and my hand on your stomach if it gets any hotter I'll #kyoka

the heart is a water plant its valves pumping shit into air I can't help but turn you into something you're not #kyoka

heartburn i ate you too fast #senryu

as fragile as this shell appears inside it is a volcano it sings about Io and seas made of sulfur #kyoka

all i can think of is other lives as yellow as a dress on fire my jealousy turns to autumn #kyoka

Fishie

"Grain is made from spirits," says my grandmother. I say she means it the other way around. "You don’t know what I mean by spirits. You don't know what I mean grain." #vss365 #tanka #kyoka

‘Faeries, come take me out of this dull world, For I would ride with you upon the wind, Run on the top of the dishevelled tide, And dance upon the mountains like a flame.’ ~ Yeats This #BookWormSat will be frolicking with the fairies of literature for #InternationalFairyDay on the 24th of June.

My father was in the printing world so I knew this. I was always embarrassed by his French pronunciation of it though.

Things that Lurch unloved lagoon creatures the economy our fungibility ships to the side in a storm the things that leave us in it Unable to run in a dream I don't remember. Maybe something was chasing me. Maybe nothing was. #vss365 #zuihitsu #micropoetry

La vías del tren No era esa la parada Piel de aceite. #senryu o #haiku #reversible #haiga #sumiE #poema #literatura #川柳 #墨絵 #俳画 #猫 #俳句 #dibujo #poesía

🍓 A new one for #smallpoemsunday with @tomsnarsky.bsky.social. This is a quote from The Hour of the Star, but it sure has the spirit of a poem. #poetry, #poetrycommunity

For #smallpoemsunday This small gem by Federico Garcia Lorca Pause of the Clock I sat down in a space of time. It was a backwater of silence.

the “mess” factor the cloud is not a cloud it is a tank of not-water holding the not-light of a machine lift it up   drip     drip       drip

I’ve got a tiny micro at the very cool @plaguecircus.bsky.social! plaguecircuspress.com/my-suitcase-...