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Kay Medway @kaymedway.bsky.social · 21h

When I stopped to notice:
the young homeless chap walking into a shop,
saying "You're a gentleman"
to the elderly chap who had paused
and said, "You first," moments before.

@mirandakeeling.com

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Richard L Pastore 📚🏳️‍🌈 @rlpastore.bsky.social · 22h

“Memories are simply moments that refuse to be ordinary”
- Diane Keaton

Thank you for all of the extraordinary moments.

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Kay Medway @kaymedway.bsky.social · 1d

My poem is about using the superlative in a poem.

#poem #poetry #prompt

The Strongest Girl

I was challenged to a race with my cousin
by grandparents in a countryside,
along a path of wood chippings,
a piggyback ride home promised as a prize.

I fell near the finish line;
the finality, the realisation and shock that I wouldn’t win,
the red sting of my knees,
the tears.

Later, I would be reminded of the uncertainty
of my cousin’s recovery after her accident,
imaginative of how her hospital stay might unfold,
though I was too young to visit.

I realised that if I was failing to sit cross-legged,
arms folded on the carpet,
the teacher would notice my upset.

My solution at twelve was to cry,
wail aloud at times for no reason at all.
I wouldn’t realise why.
It was no silent cry.

My mum would worry how others might respond:
the nurses, neighbours, and aunts.
Until, every day,
I absorbed myself in the art of getting by,
even in imperfections.

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Tracie Renee (she/her) @tracierenee.bsky.social · 2d

For an October #PoemsAbout #ImperfectMe, it only seemed right to revisit (tweak again) this piece.

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

Thank you, @epistemiclit.bsky.social, for including this poem in issue 4!

Audio: epistemiclit.com/past-issues/...

Print copy: is.gd/epistemiclit...

Listen to the audio of Halloween Masks, a poem by Tracie Renee at: https://epistemiclit.com/past-issues/issue-four/halloween-masks

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Dawn McLachlan @deemclachlan.bsky.social · 2d

Time for another #poemsabout day and the theme this week is #ImperfectMe
Thanks to @alanparrywriter.co.uk and @thebrokenspine.co.uk as always and everyone sharing and supporting #poets
#poetrycommunity #poemalttext #poetry #poems

Wear the Gloves by Dawn McLachlan

In those muddled days after When all was opened doors
And emptied drawers
I remember them
Butter-soft and finest leather
Stitching like the whisper of the needle
Wrapped still in silvered tissue
Faded tags of festive gifting
Unworn
Saved for a "best" too late to know So if you think me too showy
With misplaced colours and gaudy cloth
Fine jewellery worn for no good reason
It is because I have learned to Wear the damn gloves

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Lin Hart @poetry-with-hart.bsky.social · 2d

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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Kay Medway @kaymedway.bsky.social · 2d

#wordoftheweek #writingcommunity #writingprompt #writingforchildren #poetrycommunity

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Kay Medway @kaymedway.bsky.social · 2d

#PoemsAbout #ImperfectMe

I explore with different line breaks here.

The muse doesn’t distort, like I do,
in the quick of a still of her on a YouTube screen.
Her smile isn’t subtle, unlike mine;
it holds our attention, always seen,
even in conversation or her concentration on subject.
The muse impresses, unlike me.
She doesn’t have days where her ideas stall
or delay in their delivery.

The muse is generous,
well-read in everything: in pamphlet and zine.
The muse is original in her approach.
Nothing else you’ll find on the same subject as hers
will be exactly identical,
though what she offers is universal, relevant,
applicable to my little world.

The muse buzzes
with the currents and circuits of her inner workings of ideas.
The muse manages smiles, enthusiastic,
and hurries on a Sunday.
The muse must have a lot to juggle and do,
like me too.

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Kay Medway @kaymedway.bsky.social · 2d

#PoemsAbout #ImperfectMe

@thebrokenspine.co.uk

The muse must have
a lot to juggle and do, like me too.

An Imperfect Me Among a Perfect Muse
by Kay Medway

The muse doesn’t distort, like I do,
in the quick of a still of her on a YouTube screen.

Her smile isn’t subtle, unlike mine;
it holds our attention, always seen,
even in conversation or her concentration on subject.

The muse impresses, unlike me.
She doesn’t have days
where her ideas stall
or delay in their delivery.

The muse is generous,
well-read in everything:
in pamphlet and zine.
The muse is original in her approach.
Nothing else you’ll find
on the same subject as hers
will be exactly identical,
though what she offers is universal,
relevant,
applicable to my little world.

The muse buzzes
with the currents and circuits
of her inner workings of ideas.

The muse manages smiles,
enthusiastic,
and hurries on a Sunday.

The muse must have
a lot to juggle and do, like me too.

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The Broken Spine @thebrokenspine.co.uk · 2d

It begins: #PoemsAbout #ImperfectMe. Share from today ‘til Thursday. Tag your work or it’s lost. Use Alt Text if there’s an image. #TakeRisks #EndOnAnImage #AvoidCliché. Read/repost/reply to 3+. No ghosting. For weekly prompts: shorturl.at/0Xm7A

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The Toy Press 🍩🦜🍑🌻🪐🛼 @thetoypress.bsky.social · 6d

Hello, here is your #wordoftheweek!

#writingcommunity #writingforchildren #writingprompt #poetryforkids #PoetryCommunity #poetryforchildren #kidlit

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Nimblewitlit Mag-Issue 1: Taking a Stand NOW LIVE @nimblewitlit.bsky.social · 3d

Hey #kidlit #poets! We're looking for a few camping/nature poems for a school collaboration. I'd love for these to be in a variety of forms. DM us or email @ [email protected] if you've got something that fits this. These will be used as examples for kids during their camping themed lit night!

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The Broken Spine @thebrokenspine.co.uk · 3d

New theme lands tomorrow: #PoemsAbout #ImperfectMe. Don’t post early—Friday to Thursday only. Give the mess its moment. Use Alt Text. Tag #PoemsAbout to be seen. Get sharp prompts sent direct: shorturl.at/0Xm7A

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pumpkin spice Toddé @toddedillard.bsky.social · Sep 2

my issue of Threepenny is here! here’s my poem “Present Tense,” I would love for you to give it a read!

“I know this so loudly I don’t
hear, at first, my father’s silence.”

Present Tense
by Todd Dillard

My father’s telling me about his dog,
how it fell into a well
when they were walking down a wooded path.
His dog ran across some rotted planks,
the planks splintered, “And whoosh!”
my father says. “No more dog.”
I look at the clock and remind my father it’s three A.M.
“I’m not finished,” he says.
He tells me about the rope he bought, the bucket,
how he knotted the rope to the bucket, lowered it down,
and yelled for the dog to get in.
“But all I pulled up was more barking.”
“Dad,” I say. “This never happened.”
He says he can’t remember
how long he tried to get the dog
to shimmy into the bucket.
Just that at some point
when the sky turned tawny—“Dad—“
as a pitcher of sweet tea—“Dad—“
he decided to give up.
“Dad,” I say. “It’s late.
I’m tired. And you’re dead.”
“Dammit, son,” my father says. “Let me finish!”
My father tells me about filling the bucket with dirt
and pouring the dirt into the well.
And I know what he’s getting at, I know
he’s going to tell me bucket by bucket
he filled the well and
the dog jumped out. He’s going to say
something about how the dog
led him home through the dark.
I know this so loudly I don’t
hear, at first, my father’s silence.
“Dad?” I say. “Dad, are you there?”
I keep lowering the bucket
but all I ever pull up are leaves.
Red leaves. Lately, some gold.

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Amorak Huey @amorak.bsky.social · 7d

Jenny George—

Fortune
Autumn, with its vivid exchanges,
streams the avenues
of an old city. The falling leaves
produce a kind of wedding.
There's a thinness to the air.
Golden cottonwoods tremble with their visions.

We walk along the street
with our shoulders nearly
touching. One of us
carries a bag of delicate pastries
wrapped in paper like sticky jewels.

Here, says the Future, that famous comic.
Here are your lives. They are yours
to live in extravagantly.

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Kay Medway @kaymedway.bsky.social · 7d

Sunday Supplement
Leaf through the fashion glosses
Where to buy the new

#SmallPoemSunday #Haiku

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Litbowl @litbowl.bsky.social · 7d

Absolutely love that final phrase.

From @kathyfagan.bsky.social's book, Bad Hobby: bookshop.org/a/862/9781571315458

#poetry #books #writing

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Copper Canyon Press @coppercanyonpress.bsky.social · 10d

Calling all poetry lovers: Expedition Press is hosting their first-ever broadside contest!

We've long partnered with Expedition Press for broadsides and more. To participate, submit your work by October 31st! ✨ More details at their website: https://bit.ly/485ByHb

A carousel of three images. The first has a yellow background and reads: "Expedition Press' Broadside Contest is now open! Expedition Press is hosting their first-ever broadside contest, and we wanted to share the love, spread the word, and let you know! Scroll through to see their stunning broadside of Victoria Chang's poem from The Trees Witness Everything."

The following two pages depict the broadside in its packaging and against a worn wooden table backdrop. The poem reads: "There is a bird and a stone / in your body. Your job is not / to kill the bird with the stone." —Victoria Chang

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Skins Poetry @skinspoetry.bsky.social · 9d

We’re looking for your #poetry that encapsulates ‘connection’ on however you interpret it. We’ve just opened #submissions for our first publication, and we want to read your #words. Submit here: skinspoetry.weebly.com #poem #poems #writingcommunity #poet #Writing #poets #poetrysky #writingsky

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The Broken Spine @thebrokenspine.co.uk · 7d

Something Gothic this way comes… Submissions are OPEN for The Havisham Steps: Modern Gothic Poetry. We want poems of neon dread, fractured love, haunted minds.

Closing date: October 31st

#PoetrySubmissions #SubmissionWindow #TheHavishamSteps #ModernGothicPoetry

Something Gothic This Way Comes: Submit to The Havisham Steps: Modern Gothic Poetry - The Broken Spine

Submissions Open Throughout October 2025 | Publication in 2026

thebrokenspine.co.uk

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Kay Medway @kaymedway.bsky.social · 7d

The Ghost in the Display Window Prompt:
#Poem #Poetry #PoemsAbout

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Litbowl @litbowl.bsky.social · 7d

One of my favorite Autumn poems.

From Robert Bly's Morning Poems: bookshop.org/a/862/9780060928735

#poetry #booksky #writing

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Kay Medway @kaymedway.bsky.social · 8d

#poem #poetry

Like running out of songs,
or through the list of them too quickly.
That would make the rhyme time I lead for a nephew too short.

From experience,
half an hour will be filled
like a fayre in a community hall,
brimmed with seasonal stalls,
with an introduction of the softest animal hand puppets,
a prop,
a visual cue,
an Old MacDonald clue
that the song is about to be sung,

before bubbles set free
from a direction he'll already know,
poised,
their glisten launched.

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Glass Poetry Press @glasspoetry.bsky.social · 9d

Casual reminder that we're open for chapbook submissions all month long. Send in your loves and rages, your scars and scares, your humors and porpoises. Your weird visions of the future. We're here for it all, fam!

www.glass-poetry.com/submissions....

Submissions Guidelines | Glass Poetry Press

www.glass-poetry.com

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