Canadian living in Treaty 6 territory and hikes/runs/scrambles the Rocky Mountains in Treaty 7 whenever I can.
Good morning glacial erratic rock
Good morning green-gold larch flock
Good morning mountain summit, shy
Good morning all in the Bluesky
Good morning glacial erratic rock
Good morning green-gold larch flock
Good morning mountain summit, shy
Good morning all in the Bluesky
One of my favourites, one of my early poems here from a #vss365 prompt. The poem is on the challenges of living with an unpredictable #ChronicIllness and appreciation for #Caregivers
One of my favourites, one of my early poems here from a #vss365 prompt. The poem is on the challenges of living with an unpredictable #ChronicIllness and appreciation for #Caregivers
#SomethingEveryday
#NationalPoetryDay
#NeverDenyYourGift
#poetry #poetrycommunity
#writing #writercommunity
#prompt
@sonnetsmith.bsky.social
#SomethingEveryday
#NationalPoetryDay
#NeverDenyYourGift
#poetry #poetrycommunity
#writing #writercommunity
#prompt
@sonnetsmith.bsky.social
Sept 30 is National Day for Truth and Reconciliation in Canada to acknowledge cultural genocide of Indigenous Peoples, honour survivors, and work to grow together with mutual respect. This is my offering.
Sept 30 is National Day for Truth and Reconciliation in Canada to acknowledge cultural genocide of Indigenous Peoples, honour survivors, and work to grow together with mutual respect. This is my offering.
Sacred places where I want to stay.
How did I dare enter there,
Knowing I must go away?
Sacred places where I want to stay.
How did I dare enter there,
Knowing I must go away?
The happy goose found her perfect nesting site. The camper top was high, dry and warm in the sun. That she had to defend the spot from attacks with numerous snowballs and a few brooms only confirmed it's desirability. Given all this, she was shocked when every egg
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The happy goose found her perfect nesting site. The camper top was high, dry and warm in the sun. That she had to defend the spot from attacks with numerous snowballs and a few brooms only confirmed it's desirability. Given all this, she was shocked when every egg
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Today I feel grief
Not even this alpine creek
Can stream it away
Today I feel grief
Not even this alpine creek
Can stream it away
#Can'tRememberTheSpelling
There once was a girl who liked limericks
But hated when people were big dicks
So she'd take up a pen
Write a verse about them
So her laughter could shimmer quick
#Can'tRememberTheSpelling
There once was a girl who liked limericks
But hated when people were big dicks
So she'd take up a pen
Write a verse about them
So her laughter could shimmer quick
@sonnetsmith.bsky.social I still hope to plunder some prose...
@sonnetsmith.bsky.social I still hope to plunder some prose...
Early in the pandemic, I bought a “spring edition” of Rice Crispies that featured some green and blue crispies. Since all was snow and mud outdoors, I planned to boost our spirits by making them into cakes, shaped as flowers. I had never made them before.
Early in the pandemic, I bought a “spring edition” of Rice Crispies that featured some green and blue crispies. Since all was snow and mud outdoors, I planned to boost our spirits by making them into cakes, shaped as flowers. I had never made them before.
the golden hour, hours long
early autumn: summer's swan song
The floods
themselves washed away
left the old crusty banks
as new riverbed under-quilts
the secret swing hangs still, over their musty damp
There, join I
upside-down
rise - soar - crown
fall - arc - fly
the golden hour, hours long
early autumn: summer's swan song
The floods
themselves washed away
left the old crusty banks
as new riverbed under-quilts
the secret swing hangs still, over their musty damp
There, join I
upside-down
rise - soar - crown
fall - arc - fly
with the long golden hours
of summer's swan song that is early autumn
The floods
that have washed themselves away
made crusty old banks bow down
into fresh lining for the riverbed
still damp beneath the secret swing
So, I, too
ascend
soar
crown
fall
upside
down
all
with the long golden hours
of summer's swan song that is early autumn
The floods
that have washed themselves away
made crusty old banks bow down
into fresh lining for the riverbed
still damp beneath the secret swing
So, I, too
ascend
soar
crown
fall
upside
down
all
@sonnetsmith.bsky.social
It’s been almost a year, Quill, my friend
Orange you happy to see me again?
@sonnetsmith.bsky.social
It’s been almost a year, Quill, my friend
Orange you happy to see me again?
@darkxfer.bsky.social
@ourpoetryx.bsky.social
@ladydecrescent.bsky.social
@sonnetsmith.bsky.social
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I do not know.
What do you see in me?
What colours are the shades you are looking through?
Perhaps the lenses are green.
It would explain why you walk over me, all the time,...
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@darkxfer.bsky.social
@ourpoetryx.bsky.social
@ladydecrescent.bsky.social
@sonnetsmith.bsky.social
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I do not know.
What do you see in me?
What colours are the shades you are looking through?
Perhaps the lenses are green.
It would explain why you walk over me, all the time,...
1/7
"Everybody that reads [her] finally has to concede...
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"Everybody that reads [her] finally has to concede...
youtube.com/shorts/Dra6B...
Figures
in sky’s storyboard
for imaginative play
Blanket Veil Shroud
Screen for sunsets’
magnificent display,
Vapour Mist
Cloud
Figures
in sky’s storyboard
for imaginative play
Blanket Veil Shroud
Screen for sunsets’
magnificent display,
Vapour Mist
Cloud
I’m OK, are you OK?
Except
I want to hang with yous all day
So for now, I’ll simply say
Wishing you light along your way
I’m OK, are you OK?
Except
I want to hang with yous all day
So for now, I’ll simply say
Wishing you light along your way
And I'm
Too sexy for your party
Too sexy for your party
No way I'm disco dancing
I'm an IGUANA
You know what I mean?
get in a bother
when you can be basking on a stone
take in some somelight
let time pass you by
keep in your own thoughts
not let others take control
@sonnetsmith.bsky.social
#basking
#WildWalkPrompt
#prompt #writesky #blueskypoets #writingprompt #nature #5amwritersclub
And I'm
Too sexy for your party
Too sexy for your party
No way I'm disco dancing
I'm an IGUANA
You know what I mean?
What bears needed load?
Why do bridges last so long?
Answer: triangles! 😃
What bears needed load?
Why do bridges last so long?
Answer: triangles! 😃
For the changing curve
You need the hypotenuse
Formula's input
(There was no line tool, so excuse my badly drawn ones. The hypotenuse provides the diameter and then radius to calculate the new curve needed so the counter fit in the space.)
For the changing curve
You need the hypotenuse
Formula's input
(There was no line tool, so excuse my badly drawn ones. The hypotenuse provides the diameter and then radius to calculate the new curve needed so the counter fit in the space.)
A couple pictures of the windows I referenced is in the comments!
A couple pictures of the windows I referenced is in the comments!
I just came across this initiative and in a time of rising toxic masculinity, am so glad to see good men being celebrated. A few for today.
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@bundtkake.bsky.social
@arliden.bsky.social
@sonnetsmith.bsky.social
@daveashleypoet.bsky.social
I just came across this initiative and in a time of rising toxic masculinity, am so glad to see good men being celebrated. A few for today.
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@bundtkake.bsky.social
@arliden.bsky.social
@sonnetsmith.bsky.social
@daveashleypoet.bsky.social
Inspired by @jenthorne.bsky.social's poem, this is also a pre-Bluesky write where I challenged myself to create a poem using the titles of every book and magazine that were on my coffee table.
References are listed in the comment.
Inspired by @jenthorne.bsky.social's poem, this is also a pre-Bluesky write where I challenged myself to create a poem using the titles of every book and magazine that were on my coffee table.
References are listed in the comment.
("Look Away" by Chicago)
When you’re missing hours of sun
Not ready for Autumn
Look away, Baby, look away
When leaves first turn gold and brown
And have fallen to the ground
Look away, Baby, look away
But you love trails outside
So I guess you have to see the waaaaay
😢
("Look Away" by Chicago)
When you’re missing hours of sun
Not ready for Autumn
Look away, Baby, look away
When leaves first turn gold and brown
And have fallen to the ground
Look away, Baby, look away
But you love trails outside
So I guess you have to see the waaaaay
😢