Bramwell
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April Poetry Day 3
not the first scent
but the second
when the mown grass
has been piled
up and left in the sun
to mulch a bit
it wafts of vanilla
and decay
and comraderie
#poetry #napowrimo #grass #spring
not the first scent
but the second
when the mown grass
has been piled
up and left in the sun
to mulch a bit
it wafts of vanilla
and decay
and comraderie
#poetry #napowrimo #grass #spring
April 5, 2025 at 11:37 AM
April Poetry Day 3
not the first scent
but the second
when the mown grass
has been piled
up and left in the sun
to mulch a bit
it wafts of vanilla
and decay
and comraderie
#poetry #napowrimo #grass #spring
not the first scent
but the second
when the mown grass
has been piled
up and left in the sun
to mulch a bit
it wafts of vanilla
and decay
and comraderie
#poetry #napowrimo #grass #spring
April Poetry Day 2
I want to cross-stitch this moment
weave a thread through
the scene
buy not a narrative
or a fluttering line -
only coloured string
I haven't the patience
it's water in a cupped hand
draining faster than I can sew
#poetry #napowrimo #poem
I want to cross-stitch this moment
weave a thread through
the scene
buy not a narrative
or a fluttering line -
only coloured string
I haven't the patience
it's water in a cupped hand
draining faster than I can sew
#poetry #napowrimo #poem
April 4, 2025 at 4:09 PM
April Poetry Day 2
I want to cross-stitch this moment
weave a thread through
the scene
buy not a narrative
or a fluttering line -
only coloured string
I haven't the patience
it's water in a cupped hand
draining faster than I can sew
#poetry #napowrimo #poem
I want to cross-stitch this moment
weave a thread through
the scene
buy not a narrative
or a fluttering line -
only coloured string
I haven't the patience
it's water in a cupped hand
draining faster than I can sew
#poetry #napowrimo #poem
April Poetry Day 1
your messages
so infrequent
come as skimmed stones
leaving trails of ripples
on my surface
what I need is a duck
#Poetry #poem #poetrymonth #poet #microverse #stanza
your messages
so infrequent
come as skimmed stones
leaving trails of ripples
on my surface
what I need is a duck
#Poetry #poem #poetrymonth #poet #microverse #stanza
April 1, 2025 at 5:13 PM
April Poetry Day 1
your messages
so infrequent
come as skimmed stones
leaving trails of ripples
on my surface
what I need is a duck
#Poetry #poem #poetrymonth #poet #microverse #stanza
your messages
so infrequent
come as skimmed stones
leaving trails of ripples
on my surface
what I need is a duck
#Poetry #poem #poetrymonth #poet #microverse #stanza
I run a blog dedicated to fruit and flowers. Here's the latest poem in the fruit series
March 7, 2025 at 8:40 PM
I run a blog dedicated to fruit and flowers. Here's the latest poem in the fruit series
This poem changed my writing trajectory ✍️ without it I wouldn't write the cerebral poetry I do now
February 16, 2025 at 8:24 PM
This poem changed my writing trajectory ✍️ without it I wouldn't write the cerebral poetry I do now
February 9, 2025 at 5:48 PM
with a swirling whistle of robin song. the day-flag lowers. half mast mourning. the death rattle of winter. yet fiercely pink. scrubbed of mud and outer husk. day hefts herself now to bed. for tomorrow she will rise all the earlier. and all the earlier hence.
#poem #poetry #birds #landscape
#poem #poetry #birds #landscape
February 4, 2025 at 12:36 PM
with a swirling whistle of robin song. the day-flag lowers. half mast mourning. the death rattle of winter. yet fiercely pink. scrubbed of mud and outer husk. day hefts herself now to bed. for tomorrow she will rise all the earlier. and all the earlier hence.
#poem #poetry #birds #landscape
#poem #poetry #birds #landscape
I'm back after a long hiatus but here's a lovely abstract poem about avocados 🥑
January 29, 2025 at 6:48 PM
I'm back after a long hiatus but here's a lovely abstract poem about avocados 🥑
Keeping it loose, going with whims
January 11, 2025 at 11:51 PM
Keeping it loose, going with whims
Looking at ourselves Vs looking outside ourselves
January 5, 2025 at 12:48 PM
Looking at ourselves Vs looking outside ourselves
And as if my magic, a new year appears
January 2, 2025 at 3:31 PM
And as if my magic, a new year appears
Midwinter poem for Midwinter celebrations #poetry #poem #winter #midwinter #birds #nature #naturepoem
December 20, 2024 at 9:02 AM
Midwinter poem for Midwinter celebrations #poetry #poem #winter #midwinter #birds #nature #naturepoem
I only post on here when the sky is blue. That's my rule. And today it was ☺️
December 14, 2024 at 2:15 PM
I only post on here when the sky is blue. That's my rule. And today it was ☺️
It's wool weather out there. I'm wrapped in a purple jumper. Clouds are fluffy beige. In the fences, snags of windblown sheep. Inside, an itchy sensation to venture out
#poetry #landscapepoetry #dailypoem #poem
#poetry #landscapepoetry #dailypoem #poem
December 7, 2024 at 5:11 PM
It's wool weather out there. I'm wrapped in a purple jumper. Clouds are fluffy beige. In the fences, snags of windblown sheep. Inside, an itchy sensation to venture out
#poetry #landscapepoetry #dailypoem #poem
#poetry #landscapepoetry #dailypoem #poem
Value is not related to use. Not intrinsically. A tree is still worthy even if it's not destined for lumber. A lamp is still worthy even if its electronics are corroded. You are still worthy on your lowest day.
December 6, 2024 at 1:32 PM
Value is not related to use. Not intrinsically. A tree is still worthy even if it's not destined for lumber. A lamp is still worthy even if its electronics are corroded. You are still worthy on your lowest day.
For World Soil Day
horizon wavers on horizon. step back and gander at the incline. layer upon layer lie shades of yesterday. as if at each sunset sediment captures and collapses. in the deep cut peat is every day's final light unearthed.
#poetry #poem #soil #worldsoilday
horizon wavers on horizon. step back and gander at the incline. layer upon layer lie shades of yesterday. as if at each sunset sediment captures and collapses. in the deep cut peat is every day's final light unearthed.
#poetry #poem #soil #worldsoilday
December 5, 2024 at 3:02 PM
For World Soil Day
horizon wavers on horizon. step back and gander at the incline. layer upon layer lie shades of yesterday. as if at each sunset sediment captures and collapses. in the deep cut peat is every day's final light unearthed.
#poetry #poem #soil #worldsoilday
horizon wavers on horizon. step back and gander at the incline. layer upon layer lie shades of yesterday. as if at each sunset sediment captures and collapses. in the deep cut peat is every day's final light unearthed.
#poetry #poem #soil #worldsoilday
It was we who built this wood
chose which trees to fell
selected the shape and size
imposing our designs
upon the wild ways
step back and look
see its confines
then watch it year on year
unshackle itself
and leave us behind
#poetry #nature #naturepoetry
chose which trees to fell
selected the shape and size
imposing our designs
upon the wild ways
step back and look
see its confines
then watch it year on year
unshackle itself
and leave us behind
#poetry #nature #naturepoetry
December 3, 2024 at 7:30 AM
It was we who built this wood
chose which trees to fell
selected the shape and size
imposing our designs
upon the wild ways
step back and look
see its confines
then watch it year on year
unshackle itself
and leave us behind
#poetry #nature #naturepoetry
chose which trees to fell
selected the shape and size
imposing our designs
upon the wild ways
step back and look
see its confines
then watch it year on year
unshackle itself
and leave us behind
#poetry #nature #naturepoetry
Distance blurs landscapes when focus is fixed to the frames just as future twinkles hazy when present holds attention to tight
#poem #poetry #landscapepoetry
#poem #poetry #landscapepoetry
December 1, 2024 at 2:57 PM
Distance blurs landscapes when focus is fixed to the frames just as future twinkles hazy when present holds attention to tight
#poem #poetry #landscapepoetry
#poem #poetry #landscapepoetry
We had awful winds last night which conspired to inspire landscape poem 8
November 24, 2024 at 7:29 PM
We had awful winds last night which conspired to inspire landscape poem 8
Landscape poem 7
November 23, 2024 at 10:06 PM
Landscape poem 7
Landscape poem from the centre of a city
November 21, 2024 at 7:48 PM
Landscape poem from the centre of a city
Landscape poem day 5; snow
November 20, 2024 at 9:38 PM
Landscape poem day 5; snow
Yesterday I read a scientific paper about the slender-beaked curlew which was last definitively spotted in 1995. Scientists now think that there's a 99.6% chance it is extinct. There's one recording of its song. I listened to it and wrote this
November 19, 2024 at 10:40 PM
Yesterday I read a scientific paper about the slender-beaked curlew which was last definitively spotted in 1995. Scientists now think that there's a 99.6% chance it is extinct. There's one recording of its song. I listened to it and wrote this