rain on cobblestones~ inside the bookshop a small lamp glowing #haiku

in the woods the old banyans holding council #haiku

This fine morning I'm awoken by some uncounted sheep #Three3s #haiku

. a vein of light in the breeze a blue damselfly flickers Alan Summers Blithe Spirit 36.1 (February 2026 issue) ed. Iliyana Stoyanova #haiku #monostich #monoku #damselflies

I have simple wants just touch me even if I'm sleeping just reach out and touch me my body will know the hairs on my skin rise to meet you and my heart skip even if I'm dead I pray you touch me for if I can no longer feel your gentle touch let me as a paltry alternative ascend to paradise #vss365

suppose we did our work like the snow, quietly, quietly leaving nothing out ❄️❄️❄️ #poem excerpt: Wendell Berry #art Winter Road: Georgia O'Keeffe #resist

Circle of appetites dinner table diplomacy the last doughnut #Three3s #haiku

We both touched the sun Made perfection together Nobody ever knew #senryu #haiku #poetry #poem #micropoetry #3lines #vss365 #blueskypoets #poetrycommunity #lovestory

What causes this unknown ache that draws its dark shawl of stars around me? Is it some background radiation from some past trauma? Will it end when I follow its crumbs to my future lover's smile? All I know is that it's become a part of me woven into the strings of any mask I wear #vss365

House flies. Their crude persistence, like black commas swirling and fluttering about, rubbing their hands together, as if pleased with the mess of living. They never despair or philosophize. They land on grief, on sweat, on the altar of bread crumbs and carry on. #oddlyme #poetry

Two boats' prows nodding in agreement with each other #Three3s #haiku

Settle down, they said. So he put his blazing heart in an iron chest and #soothed himself with a mantra— long enough to fold laundry and bake sourdough bread. But from time to time a gust blows by the fire leaks out and singes what he has learned to love. #vss365 #poetry

The sheer weight of time how can we face the day? In Egypt is found the fossilized bones of the ancestors of whales who still had hind legs in what is now the Sahara A modern day Bedouin goes to sleep in the shadow of dunes to the sound of the wind who still sings the songs of the waves #vss365

What is peace? Does the sound of grass growing come close? Quiet enough to hear the universe happening all around us not the relentless noise that obscures the size even of our own tiny space I want to hear how small I am all the time so I can know that the pain is small too. #FaeSense

broken record on and on and on on the virtues of vinyl #haiku #senryu #SenryuSunday

two old friends reminisce about reminiscing #haiku #senryu #senryusunday

Sinking down through the years all the way until the light fades at the surface and I arrive at your pale blue eyes like sapphires that have given up hope #vss365

pale blue morning wondering if herons call it solitude #vss365 #pale

candlelight replaced by soft grey dawn #smallpoemsunday #smallpoemsunray #haiku ?

Me, a young uncalibrated insomniac raiding Revelations one night for some world-end poetry 'and I looked, and behold a pale horse' not knowing at the time pale was from a Greek word meaning yellow/green - truly a sputum colored steed fit for Death, and what a more stomach churning image! #vss365

A bouncing ball walks a child around the block #Three3s #haiku

weather report— I imagine the rain finding its roof #haiku #poetry

Do I have the eye of a poet? I was almost halfway through the book, meticulously underlining and annotating, before I noticed the books title was the exact shade of burgundy as my pen. I wonder how much else of the world's intricate mechanisms of beauty I've missed as I wake, eat, scroll, sleep.

#poem #poetry #haiku #senryu

That sweet sting a moment before the blood flows #Three3s #haiku #vss365

I promise long after the sun sets when the woke petals will have withered and dried I'll stay the same #wss366 woke #TankaThursday #vss365 #NaTankaMo #poetry #TankaPoem #tanka #5lines #kyoka #haikuchallenge #POEMS #poetrytwitter #haikutwitter #micropoetry #lovingpoetry #senryu #haikufeels

Breathe the north wind let it scour lies and shadows so you can know truth #Haiku #DailyHaikuPrompt North wind

The young samurai knew that mastery was not to be pursued in only one field but for him there was no painting as becoming as the magesterial black sky of death no calligraphy as beautiful as his sword and he ended every book believing there to be no greater poetry than blood against snow #vss365

I want to believe my hands are clean but the day is long and my pockets fill with small excuses #poetry

sound of rain pitpats on the awning thoughts settle #haikufeels #prompt #pause #DailyHaikuPrompt #rain #vss365. #soothe

Her apartment: minimalist yet her purse pure chaos theory #Three3s #haiku

inspired by @shinobazupond.bsky.social 😊

Under the violent beauty of an apocalyptic sky churning through the gaudy colours of a healing wound my dog and I on our early morning walk are the only souls on earth until a blue Mazda spoils the effect whining up our hill and by the time we reach home the world is the world again #vss365

rain on my cheek i almost turn to you #dailyhaikuprompt #haiku #senryu

Welcome to #NaHaiWriMo! February is #Haiku Month. Join us to celebrate Wolf Pack Highlights every Tuesday. Today our journey starts with Thomas L. Vaultonburg's (@wolftwinthomas.bsky.social) new #freeform haiku: moon in the thorns— something wounded keeps shining #PoetryCommunity #poetry ✍️

Under blue skies white tufted sheep on billiard greens #Three3s #haiku

kitchen light spilling amber into the garden at dusk as moonlight measures the weight of my absence by the shadow of your presence #Photo mine

From a hotel room I see a red blinking light on a faraway mountaintop Weather station? Radio tower? Heartbeat of a young nation? In any case its lambent pulse is a metronomic certitude and lulls me to slumber in a city that is not mine familiar dreams in a bed that is not mine #vss365

When I think of him I feel nostalgia for the Things we never did. #BSPP50 #Nostalgia #haiku #senryu

All day long a kind word transcends into song #Three3s #haiku

evening commuter train a keen folded into breath books rise like small walls #7syllablesentence #prompt #keen #haiku

Cresting the rise of the walking bridge in the struggling morning light I see what seems to be a host of ghosts enveloping the sycamore trees but as I descend I see that it is in fact merely a heavy fog with only two or three ghosts #vss365

Ash drifts on dusk wind sere fields remember the fire green shoots test the rain #7syllablesentence #prompt sere #haiku

Such a flaming beauty I think of you still but all you ever caused me was pain O honey-coloured fireant where are you now? #vss365

scraggly geranium waving with one red bloom to the snow outside #thingstowriteabout (flowers) #haiku #poem ❄️

"Most men live lives of quiet desperation" You can hear it drip, drip dripping away gargling under the footpath on the way to a neutral sea Courage to love or be rejected the bravery to try or fail - pain or ease, isn't it grand we wake each day with the question afresh "do we dare?" #vss365

trembling she asked the burning sun where the prince had gone #UnknownFairyTales #haiku

A fog of restless souls wander the outskirts of every city unwilling to renounce but unable to further partake in earthly delights They grow sullen under a sun that will no longer warm and seeing loved ones who they can't hold They scream their curses but all is wind in their mouths #vss365

I want a black cat a ghost in the shadows a patch of night on my balcony in the midst of the day A little bit of midnight at midnight purring me to sleep A tiny sliver of interstellar space lounging in my lap sleepy bright yellow eyes closing closing closed #vss365