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deborahzafer.bsky.social
An Akhmatova for #smallpoemssunday

We've all met him....
He Did Love Anna Akhmatova
December 7, 2025 at 9:05 PM
mattstefonpoems.bsky.social
To ride out the end of #November and into #MeteorologicalWinter, here’s a last-minute #SmallPoemsSunday offering. It’s from the good ol’ “Unrorean.”

“The Lowell Line in Winter”

The Sun is nothing
but a lamp to warm
the rusty tracks
December 1, 2025 at 2:27 AM
samanthabwriter.bsky.social
I don't write poetry as often as I once did, but #smallpoemssunday is fun, so here's one I put up on my blog a while back: samanthadunawaybryant.blogspot.com/2013/07/sam-...
Someone Called me Sam Today Women like us are not Pat or Jenn or Sam, Kat or Jess or Liz. We’re not Izzy or Mandy, Cathie or Chrissi (with an i) or Tina. We won’t be shortened, made cute, easy, or palatable to the lazy tongue. We are not here for your convenience. We are who we are. Call me by the full length of my name, each syllable lovingly pronounced as it was by my mother when she named me. You don’t know me that well— few do. And if you did, you would know to love me fully, in all my syllables, and not try to change who I am.
September 21, 2025 at 6:20 PM
snek.bsky.social
happy #smallpoemssunday - pu songling, preface to his strange tales from a chinese studio
those who know me are in the green grove they are at the dark frontier
April 27, 2025 at 5:59 PM
jennymueller.bsky.social
Lisel Mueller, 1970, for #smallpoemssunday.
April 27, 2025 at 5:53 PM
matt-guntrip-music.bsky.social
For #smallpoemssunday here is an extract from an album track I’m working on. It explores the impact of living alongside or with depression. 🤷‍♂️
#poem
Fire Here here comes the fire has love moved on for a new domicile ? Here here comes the fire don’t let the children see behind your broken smile Here here comes the fire Love packed her bags closed the door and said goodbye Matt Guntrip
April 20, 2025 at 3:05 PM
vikkicwrites.bsky.social
I'm always one for an "alternative" love poem. So sharing this beauty from Laurie Sheck for #smallpoemssunday and @tomsnarsky.bsky.social.

#poetrycommunity #writingcommunity
'Love Poem' by Laurie Sheck
March 9, 2025 at 11:33 AM
poetrysociety.org.uk
A poem for #smallpoemssunday

Ernest Wakeford's 'Tulips' was a top 15 winner of the #FoyleYoungPoets of the Year Award 2024, our talent development scheme for poets aged 11-17.

The 2025 competition will open soon...
Black text on a white background. The text reads: "Tulips by Ernest Wakeford Your numb, dry tongues, pressed, hung in the air, dull butter knives, rubber eggs. Thick-walled veins suckle slow in grey. You’re flattened, empty like peeled oranges and lying on the wind thin and dumb as anything. About this poem This poem is a top 15 winner in the Foyle Young Poets of the Year Award 2024."
February 9, 2025 at 3:15 PM
sammyzorba.bsky.social
Whisper

i whisper
so they’ll hear me

they don’t listen when you yell
no one cares

and few hear
when you talk

but when you whisper
they might just hear you

#smallpoemssunday
January 19, 2025 at 11:43 PM
awinita.bsky.social
#smallpoemssunday
LE RAPPELEUR

The poem
is in the garden of your mind
not mine.
I chant nonsense
and scribble codes
only bees and butterflies
can fathom.

-- Timea Deinhardt
December 22, 2024 at 6:40 PM
deborahzafer.bsky.social
This, by Andrea Cohen gets me every time

#smallpoemssunday
The committee weighs in
December 22, 2024 at 4:26 PM
yheela.bsky.social
#smallpoemssunday
saying goodbye you're not looking at me. eyes out the window and your mind miles away. my bare feet are cold. the taste of your skin has taken up residence on my tongue. different worlds collided. two lonely people being a little less lonely. your hands in your pockets. whenever I close my eyes I'll see the landscape of you. there are no more words left. if you turn around you'll see my unshed tears. our clothes in a pile on the floor. how can one night, one person, rewrite my whole existence. in your arms I was beautiful. my bed an island in a sea of unspoken promises. don't look at me as you leave. my life will become a quest to return to you.
December 15, 2024 at 7:23 PM
kimmannix.bsky.social
Sharing two for #SmallPoemsSunday

The first is a haiku by poet (and friend!) Lisa Mulrooney from her 2020 book "Moments: An Assortment of Contemporary Haiku"

The second is one of my daily poems from a National Poetry Month 2022 prompt 'odds'

Now show me yours! ♥️
Haiku by Lisa Mulrooney mutual heartache: we are full and empty together title: a week later by: Kim Mannix clearing your nightstand drawer filled with odds and ends of a life
December 8, 2024 at 5:00 PM
hopeswhisperpoetry.bsky.social
The thing every loss I've been through has in common is the regret of all the leftover words.

"The legacy lies forgotten
A pile of books remain unread
Silence punctuates our life
With words forever unsaid"

#poetsonbluesky #poets #poetrycommunity #poetrysky #smallpoemssunday #poeticpause
Image is a collage, with a b&w image of a stormy sky, a silhouette of a hawthorn tree in winter on the moors.
December 1, 2024 at 11:38 PM
hopeswhisperpoetry.bsky.social
Post 1/x - The Quantock Hills are my soul's home. I have spaces I return to again and again. It hurts my heart when work to "save" them, irreversibly changes them. Join me on a journey #poetsonbluesky #poetry #poets #poetrycommunity #poetrysky #smallpoemssunday #poeticpause
Image shows the entrance to a forest in somerset. Autumn leaves line the ground, and tall, dark green trees are on the left of the photo. There are a number of red and white warning tapes blocking the path and signs describing plans to remove trees to help the forest.
November 24, 2024 at 10:32 AM
marilynajohnson.bsky.social
#smallpoemssunday A poem by me just published in the Provincetown Independent
April 21, 2024 at 9:34 PM