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Ronnie Smith
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Scottish living in France. Poet, lover of art and nature. Retired from the world of smash and grab.
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Ronnie Smith @rfsmith.bsky.social · Jul 8
Poem - The Boy on the Beach
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The harsh rasp of a tree-saw
growls across the street. No
amount of rain will ever be able
to wash away the blood. Tears
fill the eyes of the mournful
starlings; I bow with them
among the splinters on the street.

©️September 2026
September 17, 2026 at 10:36 AM
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William Carlos Williams was born on this day in 1883. Here he is on hubris and the indifference of the world, from Pictures from Brueghel and Other Poems (1962).

#poetry
September 17, 2026 at 9:13 AM
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I’m delighted to be in the current wave of iamb👇, with 3 poems, text and recording: In the Time of the Ice Saints (with thanks to @thewombwellrainbow.bsky.social), Metronome (with a deep bow to Beethoven), & Late Snow. My thanks to excellent editor @markantonyowen.com #poetrycommunity #poemsaloud
September 15, 2026 at 7:05 AM
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Thanks @emteepoetry.bsky.social for last week's excellent prompt!

This week's #PromptCombo is #The90s

Use hashtags & tag @janpsolivagant.bsky.social to take part

Currently en route - will catch up!

#poetrycommunity #GenX #80s #90s #ColdWar #TheBomb #RaveCulture #RiteOfSpring #Stravinsky #Bez
Rite of Spring II – End of History Unforeseen Redemption of the Pledge broken after Pražské jaro - the Rite of Prague Spring. Gen-X urbex vanguard now Probes the freshly-breached No Man’s Land of the Cold War; Scouts the bohemian outposts of a Siberia deemed vanquished in Prenzlauer Berg and Kraków - The End of History Convulsed by Haman’s Rape of Kuwait, his Poison-tipped scuds Primed and pointed at The Holy Land. As Teens, mounted dispatchers from Armageddon’s Badlands would Stalk their nightmares: Dream-censor admitting only the Terrifying wait before the Three-Minute Warning - Never the firestorm, poison rains or Unending solar eclipse of the Aftermath. Now they dance - in Disused hangars, warehouses, Husks of factories, cotton mills: Devastation wrought not by Bombs, but by GATT, Knowledge economies in utero, and a Ten-year crusade against the unions. Now they dance - Enacting the Rite of Spring’s Tableaux from eighty years ago: Roerich’s peasant smocks echoed in Lurid, baggy fashions; Crashing, snarling beats and drones; MDMA-tinged bacchanalia fusing the Tribes of Neo-Mod, Rude Boy, Indie Girl and Crusty Juggler; Frenetic shadows – cut adrift from Nijinsky’s original castings; Elders scoping the heavens with that Lost, abstracted look – not unlike Bez from the Happy Mondays when Shorn of his maracas. Ecstatic Dance-to-the-Death, but No Chosen One propitiates the Spirit of the Earth. Death by Water, but not in the Raven coils of the Rusalka, Nor by Ducking stool, Nor as live offering to Chaac in a Mayan sinkhole . . . Intoxication: a Lucozade-and-water-laced Misadventure. © Jan Peters/Solivagant Wisdom, 2025 Bez of the Happy Mondays in his early-'90s pompt with signature maracas which, if they weren't silent, probably held his secret cache of disco biscuits! :D Roerich-designed costumes from the Nijinsky ballet version of Stravinsky's Le sacre du printemps (Rite of Spring)
September 13, 2026 at 5:40 PM
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My second offing for #PromptCombo #The90s for
@janpsolivagant.bsky.social

#Poetry
Tinted/Tainted We danced in underground clubs, stepping over the bodies of those who couldn't take it. We drowned ourselves in drugs, a fix for every feeling a way to always fake it. The music scene blew up, we picked at battered guitars convinced we’d somehow make it. Politicians became thugs We raised our voices even higher just trying hard to shake it. Love was just for mugs, heart wrapped in armour plating, crowds lined up to stake it. This decade made good, by youth we thought would last until 2000 came to break it.
September 15, 2026 at 12:32 PM
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“The world is changed.

I feel it in the water. I feel it in the earth. I smell it in the air.

Much that once was is lost, for none now live who remember it.”

The prophetic opening lines of the movie, ‘The Fellowship of the Ring’
September 14, 2026 at 5:41 AM
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@literaryvegan.bsky.social follows other poets such as @hareontherun.bsky.social @pollyoliverwales.bsky.social @rfsmith.bsky.social @elcurwen.bsky.social @devonmarsh.bsky.social @brionycollins.bsky.social on the Silver Branch
September 13, 2026 at 6:20 PM
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Our #poet of the month on the #SilverBranch project for Sept '26 - L.J. Ireton @literaryvegan.bsky.social

'The sun burns a butter-pearl disc 🌄

in the smoke-silk fog,

the trees turn gothic in the veil.'

shorturl.at/DMRXC 🔗

#poetry #poetrylovers #imagism
September 13, 2026 at 2:32 PM
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All are welcome to contribute. Please use hashtags #promptcombo #Personified and tag @emteepoetry.bsky.social Emily
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emteepoetry.bsky.social Emily Tee @emteepoetry.bsky.social · 12d
Thanks to @jenthorne.bsky.social for last week's prompt!

This week #PromptCombo is #Personified
You can bring to life inanimate objects or use it metaphorically.

If you want more rules, go for 10-16 lines.

A poem & photo to kick things off. Tag me @emteepoetry.bsky.social in your response!
Photo of a tree trunk with protrusions looking like an eye, nose and mouth, leaves like hair
September 7, 2026 at 5:54 AM
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A cold sun sweeps low
across the impeccable
January Sky. A north wind
has blown since dawn,
ignoring coats and scarves.
Now branches lash back
and forth with greater violence.
As if the moon has captured
our once tideless sea.

January 2023
September 1, 2026 at 9:07 AM
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Big thanks to @rfsmith.bsky.social for hosting #PromptCombo last week.

Now it's my turn, and inspired by this amazing picture from @gwill2k.bsky.social, the word for this week is #Morning
Love them or loathe them, we all have to deal with #mornings so send me your take on them.

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Morning The sun lifts its gaze, a soft gold unfurling. Light gathers slowly, thick as honey in the clouds, bruising them with violet. Dew wakes on the grass. Birds stir in silhouetted trees, rising to bathe in the filtering rays, mapping out the day ahead in their lines. Nothing rushes. The world expands by degrees, each new shade a declaration that the dark has loosened its grip, the widening light a reminder: the day is beginning whether you’re ready or not. Picture of a sunrise by G
August 31, 2026 at 7:30 AM
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@rfsmith.bsky.social #PromptCombo #Eras @rfsmith.bsky.social
August 28, 2026 at 3:51 PM
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#PromptCombo My last of the #Era for Friday. Have a great weekend.
August 28, 2026 at 6:52 AM
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#PromptCombo A new #Era for Thursday
August 27, 2026 at 2:54 PM
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#PromptCombo My #Era for Wednesday
August 26, 2026 at 5:34 PM
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I have no idea what possessed me to attempt rhyme and syllable count, or emulate a famous poem, but here we are!

A poem for @rfsmith.bsky.social for the #PromptCombo #Eras
August 26, 2026 at 6:43 PM
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Here’s my contribution #PromptCombo #Era It’s one of the chance-based cut-up poems made from fragments of my own reading notes over the years @rfsmith.bsky.social
Versions of Experience what other units are doing or whether the orders reaching them make sense. complicated theological and institutional process tidier than it more about how political enemies were discredited than about Theodora. continually tried to understand often more persuaded by the insight than by the route used displayed an unexpectedly modern ability to transform mockery into further possibility of belief after the catastrophes of the twentieth century. certainty can compress complicated histories into a rather stark division between Time too becomes almost physical. excluded how someone like Cahill greatness lies partly in forcing us and moves around the Roman range of his work institutions through which that freedom is exercised Biography can become a key that supposedly unlocks philosophy received narrative sometimes leaves the reader with complexity any suggestion that classical civilisation had simply vanished until Irish monks image of the detached cultural economic settlement she created equality of human worth Thurber's portraits of family and acquaintances are affectionate without turning eccentricity into mere sentiment. It also makes clear why Spinoza expertise should be questioned intelligently rather than dismissed because it is expertise "Glory years" inevitably encourages nostalgia we actually inhabit rather than continually a way of resisting the temptation to make reality extraordinary significance from ordinary Dublin life a point where one begins to suspect beauty after him answered the social questions he spent trying to gain access to an authority that everyone accepts Saints are not merely historical Christians judged to have behaved exceptionally well. early Wilde understood that cultural authority could be created continues the work begun in The Silence of the Girls Ulysses is therefore also a history subsequent executions also cast such a long shadow physical awkwardness and his increasingly elaborate attempts is already
August 26, 2026 at 7:10 AM
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Something for #promptcombo #era

Thanks to @rfsmith.bsky.social for hostinh this week!

#poetry
living the bassdrum heartbeat synced with bpm arms always skyward under pale moonlight colours pulsed into abandoned tube always shared my bottle unthinkable today couldn't stop raving sinking deep becoming music later giggling on soft grass, sharing last drags as sunrise slowly scattered all dreamers
August 26, 2026 at 8:05 AM
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For #Promptcombo #Era and @rfsmith.bsky.social:
On Trend In Bus Station, now renamed, Transport Interchange crazies herd, or stud on Friday night, past disguised as fresh and new. Filly's Seventies platform throwback high heels whipcrack and totter past and shoutback, "Can't get enough!", to the stallions. Hormones on an after school high josh one another into minor crimes their pot bellies will chuckle at when they're pastured. Big yellow hi viz "club bouncer" jackets tap their ear phones and watch the younger good spirits rise, ready to corral a stampede. A thin bright yellow hi viz jacket pushes a blue plastic hygiene cart whose white wheels clop on tiles recall wooden clogs on sodden cobbles. A crazy talks to himself as he trots by, his eyes elsewhere and then I see the leads from the buds in his ears. Young stud tucks his blue boxers into his jeans waist below his haunches, a US prison trend, and old fashion now. Yoga panted fillies giggle at his shorts, as they, too will blush at fashions sworn by in their galloped youth. And older some afford pasture, others to the knacker's yard, and clothes no longer second hand, or charity but sold as "vintage".
August 24, 2026 at 9:44 AM
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@rfsmith.bsky.social #PromptCombo

#Era 🌳

Strong smell of sweat, one
Hand to the rail, the other
The phone, crammed, work bound scrolling scrolling scrolling ...

Pivots

To tall mullein, lowly sage, red kite call and owl feathers,

Windfall apples and lavender

The #Era of tending the garden.
rfsmith.bsky.social Ronnie Smith @rfsmith.bsky.social · 25d
#PromptCombo Thank you Paul. This week’s prompt is #Era Below, a strong hint.

In Eichmann’s time, we sent people to camps in trains. Today, we build horror in-situ, one bomb at a time; cultures strewn among rubble. Soon golfers will chip out of bunkers filled with the sand of children's skulls.
August 24, 2026 at 11:01 AM
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#PromptCombo My nostalgic #Era for Monday
August 24, 2026 at 12:45 PM
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Many thanks @rfsmith.bsky.social for your thought-provoking hint alongside today's #PromptCombo #Era. I hope I've done it justice albeit in a round about sort of way
August 24, 2026 at 2:06 PM
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#era #promptcombo #addiction #freeverse #poemsaloud

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August 24, 2026 at 2:21 PM
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we cut cords,
carried
black mirrors
instead of memorized
numbers,
cameras
followed everyone,
capsulized everything,
digitized moments
and you,
and I
and us
became data,
let go of written
notes,
spoken
conversations
and privacy,
then heart

#promptcombo #vss365 @rfsmith.bsky.social #poetry
August 24, 2026 at 3:51 PM
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janpsolivagant.bsky.social
Have a great week & thanks @rfsmith.bsky.social #PromptCombo #Era

#newpoem: ©Jan Peters, 2026

#poetrycommunity #BlueskyPoetry #CeciliaPayne #Einstein #Relativity #Tunguska #Astronomy #Astrophysics #ScienceAndPoetry #AnnusMirabilis
1905 Annus mirabilis: Time and matter - Light and space - Reshaped by an Obscure clerk from Bern. In an English market town, a Five-year-old girl is blessed with Vocation when she sees a Meteor shoot across the sky. Later she recalls the Summer of her eighth birthday: Skies aglow across Europe and Asia; Pictures taken in Scotland at Midnight without bulbs - Light passing through Frozen specks formed in the Dust-billowed aftermath of that Blue-glint airburst over Siberia. Impact with midsized Thermonuclear yield - Pinprick cribbed from the Plasma alchemy She now sees at work in the Stellar core of our Sun. ©Jan Peters/Solivagant Wisdom, 2026 Dedicated to Cecilia Payne-Gaposchkin (1900-1979) - Pioneering astronomer and astrophysicist Black-and-white photo of pioneering astronomer & astrophysicist, Cecilia Payne (1900-1979), in her prime.
August 24, 2026 at 5:34 PM