Matthias 🦄🧚‍♂️🐉
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educator, poet, queer, 🏳️‍⚧️ ally, he/him, nd, married, born in the 80s, poemosexual German native, poetry mostly in English. Poetry is a way of coping with reality & can be political Pictures & poems by me if not credited otherwise. Interaction is 🗝
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ignorantfairy.bsky.social
I'm not writing to build a following. My intent is to be part of a community that supports and uplifts each other. And to me, interaction is key. As much as I appreciate being included in lists and starter packs: I won't follow back if there is zero interaction. 🧵 1/2
#reflection #artistcommunity
ignorantfairy.bsky.social
Thank you Alan for the prompt and amazing feedback as always!
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poetry-with-hart.bsky.social
A piece from my would-be manuscript (probably now a zine series because I'm now a zine-obsessed twaffle) "Behind the Mirror". A bit more simplistic than my usual fair, but it's got a hopeful side to it that you may appreciate. Enjoy 🤗

@alanparrywriter.co.uk

#poemsabout #imperfectme #poem #poetry
Behind the mirror
sits the woman
I hope to become

So much more a sister
a daughter, a partner, a friend
so much more than the sum

of all my pieces
once jagged now soft
from trying to put me together again.

Even a shattered prism
shows a rainbow cavalcade
when put to the light.

Behind the mirror
sits the woman
I hope to become

From this shade
of past folly
a paragon of future promise


-Lin Hart
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owlnsquirrels1111.bsky.social
For this #PoemsAbout I’ve found the perfect #ImperfectMe (no lying🤥) and now that the 🐱 out of the 🎩 (was it a 🛍️?) I’m gonna 💨 for the day (JK…) Thanks to host @alanparrywriter.co.uk @thebrokenspine.co.uk
also for #haikuchallenge #anecdote for host @bleuowl.bsky.social
#tanka #Oulens #blueskypoetry
Confessions of an unabashembellisht
- C. Oulens 

Oi, I’m a hatful
of lies that hurts umm… no one?
okay… almost.—              there!

you browse your own bags while I 
~embellish~>
  anecdotes of… 
                       nowhere—… .. .     _ - Afterword

* if I’ve to ‘embellish’ (instead of ‘spin’) ‘anecdotes’ (instead of ‘tales’) it’s reasonable that I be permitted 2 extra syllables in the #tanka for my extra-churned services…?🤔
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janpsolivagant.bsky.social
#PoemsAbout #ImperfectMe @alanparrywriter.co.uk @thebrokenspine.co.uk

#adaptation: ©Jan Peters/Solivagant Wisdom, 2025

#Expressionism #Trakl #PoetryInTranslation #DepthPsychology #TheShadow #CainAndAbel #Blake #Nightmare
Dread 

After Das Grauen (1909) by
Austrian Expressionist poet, Georg Trakl (1887-1914) 

I drift through deserted rooms.
Frenzied stars dance upon a blue backdrop.
Dogs bay in beck-rimmed yards.
Manic chinook roots through the treetops.

Then all stir ceases.
Aglow with choleric ardour, 
Venomous blooms sprout from my mouth.
Blood-drip sap from marred branches 
Shimmers pale as dew. 

From the mirror’s specious void,
From the mirror’s pearly shade,
Contours merge vaguely into the 
Visage of Cain.

Curtains rustle softly.
The moon stares vacantly 
Through the window.
I’m alone with my killer.


Free adaptation from the German:
©Jan Peters/Solivagant Wisdom, 2025

"The Body of Abel Found by Adam & Eve", William Blake, circa 1826
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stacebot.bsky.social
For this week's #PoemsAbout #ImperfectMe, I'm thinking about a small devotion to the unhinged and unhealed parts of ourselves.

Thank you to the host @alanparrywriter.co.uk
and @thebrokenspine.co.uk and to all of the other writers.

#poetry #poem #writing #PoetryCommunity #BlueSkyPoets
a small devotion

sometimes i wonder
what it feels like to be you--

i search the pockets of my mouth,
the hard palate,
the ache that arches me empty.

you aren’t there
in any sheet fold.
when i roll the bed to blindness,
and when i wake--
only a stung tongue,
nightmare dreams of liquid cake,
bird attacks,
red-lacquered fingertips.

all night my eyes pluck out
their own orbit--
broken bulb of you.

every medicine-cabinet morning
needs to catch
the mirror’s mocking gape.
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anntigone.bsky.social
The mirror me
is shattered glass,
a self in splinters.

Each jagged shard
spreading my flaws
across tiny multitudes.
They dance and mock
in unison

#ImperfectMe #poemsabout
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
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sonnetsmith.bsky.social
My contribution to #poemsabout #imperfectme
It's a piece that I've been meaning to write for a few weeks but never got round to it, so thank you
@alanparrywriter.co.uk @thebrokenspine.co.uk
For the push.

This is

Cracks In the Mirror

#poetry #blueskypoet #poem #mirror #identity #lost
It stares at me, from the other side of an empty room,
A face familiar, but still unrecognizable.
Silvered glass, which was not cracked last time I looked upon it
Now shattered into fragments, in each one an impostor. 

A thousand faces trapped within; not one is whom I seek,
It stares at me, from the other side of an empty room
And I stare back, wondering who this man before me is
The man with cracks that crawl across his myriad of masks. 

I know him not; I never have, but somehow he knows me
His crooked smiles, and weary eyes drill deep into my soul
He stares at me, from the other side of an empty room
From in between the cracks; a man I thought I used to know. 

Once upon a time I saw my own face in the mirror
A bright and beaming smile; that was who I'd always be,
But somehow I cant see him in the faces of the beast
That stares at me, from the other side of this still empty room.
ignorantfairy.bsky.social
My contribution for #PoemsAbout #ImperfectMe

Have been feeling lost and uninspired for a while, trying to write myself back into the groove.

@thebrokenspine.co.uk
@alanparrywriter.co.uk

#poetry #poetrycommunity #photography
disappearing act

escaped the rocky seas, riding on seafoam and a dream
rough times pushing him to seek frictionless spaces
floating in quick dopamine fixes, newsfeeds dispelled
couple of taps letting superficial coziness unfold
digital witness gazing into colourful emptiness
retinal overload, sensory morphine — cage and fortress
wishing to escape a reality meant to break
hurt lurking behind every corner meant choosing refusal
flight at least leaves aching bones intact
hooked on not feeling, hollowness spreading like
first autumnal fogs, yet he basks in darkness
October sun eventually finding the smallest cracks
in an armour forged from elusive fancies he finds
his own smoothness a little too grating

○ matthias geh
A yellow leaf in front of some bark
ignorantfairy.bsky.social
reintroducing myself to the joys of autumn.

#photography #sky #autumn
Red coloured leaves in front of a blue sky
ignorantfairy.bsky.social
I've fallen
and become
the very tree
blocking my path
buzzing with nothing
but a little dopamine
and the prospect
of sunlight

#WildWalkPrompt #poetry #poetrycommunity
sonnetsmith.bsky.social
Hello Wild walkĺ

If a tree falls in the forest. etc. etc. Something about Schrodingers noises except the tree is definitely dead.

#Log

Use the image/word to inspire your writing, then post using #WildWalkPrompt

#prompt #writesky #blueskypoets #writingprompt #nature #5amwritersclub
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thebrokenspine.co.uk
#PoemsAbout #ImperfectMe kicks off Friday. Think fractured reflections, messy middles, scars that still speak. Draft, hold, then post from Friday. Use Alt Text. Tag properly or we won’t find it. For inbox prompts every Saturday: shorturl.at/0Xm7A
An ornate antique mirror with a heavily tarnished and speckled surface, reflecting a faint, distorted background. The frame is baroque-style, featuring elaborate gold and black detailing with a sculpted lion's face at the top. In the top left is The Broken Spine logo shaped like a fountain pen nib. The website "@thebrokenspine.co.uk" is written in white at the top right. At the bottom right, bold white text reads: "Read Repost Reply #POEMSABOUT #IMPERFECTME".
ignorantfairy.bsky.social
every line another leave
ripped from his withering tree
as he's stumbling along on wet soil
straightening his back, although
he wished he'd falter and shrivel
an offering to fall like remaining
crab apples beckoning

#poetry #poetrycommunity #freeverse
ignorantfairy.bsky.social
silence unfolding
her dress made of quietude
mouth of unsaid words
bound to spill eventually
time, you glorious healer

#poetry #poetrycommunity #tanka #morningmusings
ignorantfairy.bsky.social
dawn's regalia
sunrise, birdsong and dewdrops
laid down at morning

#haiku #poetry #poetrycommunity
ignorantfairy.bsky.social
her eyes wide open
like this morning's burning sky
insomnia reigns

#poetry #haiku #poetrycommunity
ignorantfairy.bsky.social
fat wolves in sheep's clothes
spread chaos in parliament
nothing but liars

#haiku #poetry #poetrycommunity
ignorantfairy.bsky.social
pouring rain woke him
wind howling around the house
spooky season's here

#poetry #haiku #poetrycommunity
ignorantfairy.bsky.social
You're weaving your words into the infinite tapestry of all poets. Nothing can change that and time will only make your lines shine brighter. Maybe this is of some comfort. No thoughts and prayers bullshit, but you're seen and appreciated a lot! 💜
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aspenbrave.bsky.social
No #bionic red blood cells
Or #pixie dust to fix
The #pummeling of my hemoglobin
This #malignant #RareDisease
As my heart & soul #scrounges
To turn whatever is left of me
Into a lasting memory
Lie & say
I was a beautiful #catastrophe

#BraveWrite #vss365 #poetry
#truestory

youtu.be/pKrxD1hZb5E?si…
A woman who has been crying staring off into the distance.
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alanparrywriter.co.uk
It's been a LOT of work to get it to the point it's at now, almost self-fulfilling. But it's designed to bring in all poets and poetry from those at any point on their poetry journey. What it will never do is exclude people because they're not to my taste. I just want to get people writing.
ignorantfairy.bsky.social
Thank you, Alan. I'm glad to contribute. #poemsabout has really become something else. I'm always astounded by the depth and variety of poetry.