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Beauty and Belief — Nikki Rae Post by Nikki Rae

In case you missed it! Here's the #poem I wrote today!

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Under the full moon’s quiet silver light,
My heart remembers you tonight.
In every breeze, your whisper stays,
A love that glows through distant days.
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                 strips of cardboard
        fixed to the forks
flipping the spokes
                                               we pedalled in a pack
                                         clicking and clacking
                                    and sounding
                                                                         nothing like
                                                                    a motorcycle gang

                                        I'm sure
                                   (I think
                              [I hope])
                         we knew it
   as we knew the reels of thin blue paper
                 spotted brown
                      that cracked and clicked
                                      in shiny six-guns
                                                                  sounded nothing like
                                                         the flat reports
                                                                             of death

strips of cardboard fixed to the forks flipping the spokes we pedalled in a pack clicking and clacking and sounding nothing like a motorcycle gang I'm sure (I think [I hope]) we knew it as we knew the reels of thin blue paper spotted brown that cracked and clicked in shiny six-guns sounded nothing like the flat reports of death

"[strips of cardboard...]" from "Trickling Grains of a Life: an Unauthorised Autobiography" - Section 1: "Boston (1956-1974)"

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Beauty and Belief — Nikki Rae Post by Nikki Rae

New #Poem for today! Stop on over and give it a #read!

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The Ides of March	(1911)
(K.P. Kavafis; translated Peter J. King & Andrea Christofidou)


O soul, beware of splendour!
If you cannot master your
ambitions, follow them with care
and caution.  And the higher you advance,
the more alert and critical you need to be.

And when you reach your pinnacle – a Caesar! –
when you don the mantle of a celebrated man,
above all then be careful when you walk the streets,
a man of patent power with his retinue.
And if it happen that a certain Artemídoros
comes through the crowd around you, carrying a letter,
urgently insisting: “Read this now,
it’s something that you need to know”,
don’t fail to stop.  Don’t fail to put off
every conversation, every piece of business,
brush off those who greet you,
give you honour (see them later);
even let the Senate wait, and straightaway
discover Artemídoros’ grave words.

The Ides of March (1911) (K.P. Kavafis; translated Peter J. King & Andrea Christofidou) O soul, beware of splendour! If you cannot master your ambitions, follow them with care and caution. And the higher you advance, the more alert and critical you need to be. And when you reach your pinnacle – a Caesar! – when you don the mantle of a celebrated man, above all then be careful when you walk the streets, a man of patent power with his retinue. And if it happen that a certain Artemídoros comes through the crowd around you, carrying a letter, urgently insisting: “Read this now, it’s something that you need to know”, don’t fail to stop. Don’t fail to put off every conversation, every piece of business, brush off those who greet you, give you honour (see them later); even let the Senate wait, and straightaway discover Artemídoros’ grave words.

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In the vacuum
between when
and how

I squat.

With my little finger
I trace the geography
of meaning

like a map
to where we are.

The map
keeps shifting
under my hand

your borders
moving
each time
I look up

distance
behaving strangely

and so

I remain

an animal

holding 
ground

In the vacuum between when and how I squat. With my little finger I trace the geography of meaning like a map to where we are. The map keeps shifting under my hand your borders moving each time I look up distance behaving strangely and so I remain an animal holding ground

Inspired by @brianbilston.bsky.social's first lines for poems he never wrote:

In the vacuum between when and how, I squat.

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Getting my writer's juices flowing this beautiful Sunday morning...

#WritingCommunity #WritersOfBlueSky #PoetryCommunity #PoetsOfBlueSky
#vssdaily - soul
#vss365 - assure
#FromOneLine - what time is breakfast
#2wordprompt - office/expand
##OurPoetryX- proudly

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Today, we shall make strudel.  Yesterday,
We made mushroom stroganoff.  And tomorrow morning,
We shall make toast without burning it.  But today,
Today we shall make strudel.  Harmonicas
Grizzle like concertinas with emphysema,
And today we shall make strudel.

This is the teaspoon of ground nutmeg.  And this
Is the teaspoon of ground allspice, whose use you will see,
When we have caramelised the sugar.  And this is the vanilla pod,
Which in your case you have not got.  The guitars
Twang and twing with a strangely melancholy joy,
Which in our case we have not got.

This is the filo pastry, which is always laid
In single sheets.  And please do not let me
See anyone laying two sheets together.  You can do it quite easy
If you ease them apart with a knife.  The singers
Moan of love betrayed, never letting anyone see
Any of them using a knife.

Today, we shall make strudel. Yesterday, We made mushroom stroganoff. And tomorrow morning, We shall make toast without burning it. But today, Today we shall make strudel. Harmonicas Grizzle like concertinas with emphysema, And today we shall make strudel. This is the teaspoon of ground nutmeg. And this Is the teaspoon of ground allspice, whose use you will see, When we have caramelised the sugar. And this is the vanilla pod, Which in your case you have not got. The guitars Twang and twing with a strangely melancholy joy, Which in our case we have not got. This is the filo pastry, which is always laid In single sheets. And please do not let me See anyone laying two sheets together. You can do it quite easy If you ease them apart with a knife. The singers Moan of love betrayed, never letting anyone see Any of them using a knife.

"The Making of Strudel" (with apologies to Henry Reed)

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#Fantaiku banner. An image of a young man standing face to face with a giant lizard. Their chance meeting in a magical land is just the beginning of an amazing adventure. AI-tagged image credit: creativeralph on Pixabay.

#Fantaiku banner. An image of a young man standing face to face with a giant lizard. Their chance meeting in a magical land is just the beginning of an amazing adventure. AI-tagged image credit: creativeralph on Pixabay.

From @ayisi_yaw on X, the weekly #Fantaiku #prompt starting 14 March 2026 is:

#MAGE 🧙‍♂️🧙‍♀️

#AmWriting
#BlueSkyPoetry
#Fantasy
#Haiku
#MicroPoem
#PoetsOfBlueSky
#Poetry
#PoetryCommunity
#WritingPrompts

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Learning to Walk We learnt to walk together, my mother and I. She watched my falters with those oceanic eyes, so blue and deep and troubled. Our smiles met and kissed but we each had our worries- mine: would I fall…

fridayam.wordpress.com/2010/08/22/l... A #poem from the #archive about #MyMother for #UKMothersDay #poetry #poetsofbluesky @poetrysociety.org.uk @poetryemmameier.bsky.social @rhinopoetry.bsky.social @thebrokenspine.co.uk @doorisajarmag.bsky.social @aestallings.bsky.social

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          You too, child?
     Is this your reply
to my forgiveness of your treachery?
               With your hand added to the bloody fray,
                                 your dagger thrust into
                                                 my unsuspecting flesh,
                                                          there is no point
                                                             in trying to defend my life.

        And though you have betrayed me twice,
                      I take no pleasure in the thought
                                      that you will die
                                                alone, defeated,
                                                          by the blade
                                                      of this same knife.

You too, child? Is this your reply to my forgiveness of your treachery? With your hand added to the bloody fray, your dagger thrust into my unsuspecting flesh, there is no point in trying to defend my life. And though you have betrayed me twice, I take no pleasure in the thought that you will die alone, defeated, by the blade of this same knife.

"Julius Caesar"

from "Last Words" - a sequence of poems each starting with the last words (sometimes apocryphal) of a well-known person. (Footnote in Comments.)

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Beneath the quiet lamps of the city street,
We wander slowly where our footsteps meet.
The night hums softly with a silver glow,
And side by side, we let the whole world slow
#BlueSkyPoetry
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People Divine — Nikki Rae Post by Nikki Rae

Here's the #poem I wrote earlier today. Have a read and Enjoy!

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Disaster Capitalism 

While American tomahawks flatten
Girls schools, you'll turn yet another blind eye
Because the oil crisis 
Leading to the gas shortage 
From the impending war will mean
Your Amazon package gets delayed
By just a few days, which as an American
Is completely Out-Of-The-Question
So bury your head in your stock options
And short the humanitarian efforts 
Because time is money, and money is war
And war pays well
(Unless you're dying for it)

Disaster Capitalism While American tomahawks flatten Girls schools, you'll turn yet another blind eye Because the oil crisis Leading to the gas shortage From the impending war will mean Your Amazon package gets delayed By just a few days, which as an American Is completely Out-Of-The-Question So bury your head in your stock options And short the humanitarian efforts Because time is money, and money is war And war pays well (Unless you're dying for it)

Disaster Capitalism
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Sun is shining high in the blue sky over a low tide southeast Alaskan beach. A few clouds atop islands in background. Ocean is calm.

Sun is shining high in the blue sky over a low tide southeast Alaskan beach. A few clouds atop islands in background. Ocean is calm.

Nature is reminding me today that there is beauty & hope. I’m giving you this glimpse of hope too! ☀️ 🌊

#AlaskaSky #Alaska #Poetsofbluesky

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#ImageAndVerse

Starlight
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Like light that continues to travel

long after the star is gone,

my love will still move toward you

now that you and I have moved on.
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- vegypower

#poetry #poetsofbluesky

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Hello, brother.
               Welcome to your final chance
                              to forgo evil.
                              See here, see how
                              your fear
                                                (fermented into hatred)
                              is unfounded.
 Those whom you have come to kill
           are all familiar:     grandmas, granddads,
                                              wives and husbands,
                                              sons and daughters —
                        families like yours.

 But if you can’t put down your gun
                 and join with us in peace,
                                   here is my body as a shield;
          it has five places ready to receive your wrath:
                                              the declaration of my faith;
                                              my prayers;
                                              my charitable gifts;
                                              my fast from dawn to setting sun;
                                              my journey as a pilgrim.

Hello, brother. Welcome to your final chance to forgo evil. See here, see how your fear (fermented into hatred) is unfounded. Those whom you have come to kill are all familiar: grandmas, granddads, wives and husbands, sons and daughters — families like yours. But if you can’t put down your gun and join with us in peace, here is my body as a shield; it has five places ready to receive your wrath: the declaration of my faith; my prayers; my charitable gifts; my fast from dawn to setting sun; my journey as a pilgrim.

Haji-Daoud Nabi (d. 2019)

from "Last Words" - a sequence of poems each starting with the last words (sometimes apocryphal) of a well-known person.

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to be sung to the tune of The Vaccines’ “Wreckin' Bar (Ra Ra Ra)”


Pretty soon, fireman Ray
Doo bee doo cremation day
Piling books on bonfire night
Yeah yeah yeah yeah set alight

The villanelle, Petrarchan sonnet
The haiku burns with petrol on it
Ottava rima, terza too
But slowly — lentement hâtez-vous

What’s this book?  Leaves of Grass?
Hey hey hey hey yeah that’s class
Still it goes onto the pile
Bye bye bye it burns in style

Ezra Pound and Seamus Heaney
Wordsworth, Swinburne, Matthew Sweeney
Agonising though it seems
We’re clearing space for all our dreams

Philip Larkin, mum and dadding
That’s the lot, no more to add in
What a lot of room for our words to fill
An empty vase, no daffodils.

to be sung to the tune of The Vaccines’ “Wreckin' Bar (Ra Ra Ra)” Pretty soon, fireman Ray Doo bee doo cremation day Piling books on bonfire night Yeah yeah yeah yeah set alight The villanelle, Petrarchan sonnet The haiku burns with petrol on it Ottava rima, terza too But slowly — lentement hâtez-vous What’s this book? Leaves of Grass? Hey hey hey hey yeah that’s class Still it goes onto the pile Bye bye bye it burns in style Ezra Pound and Seamus Heaney Wordsworth, Swinburne, Matthew Sweeney Agonising though it seems We’re clearing space for all our dreams Philip Larkin, mum and dadding That’s the lot, no more to add in What a lot of room for our words to fill An empty vase, no daffodils.

"Burn It Up".

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People Divine — Nikki Rae Post by Nikki Rae

#New #poem is up! Take a look and enjoy!

#amwriting #writingcommunity #poetsofbluesky #skypoets #chronicillness #mentalhealth #writersofbluesky #bskypoets #blueskypoetry #divine #joy #beingreal #depression #hope

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