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Mizz Whozza Whazzit@mwplovesmusic.bsky.social · last wk.

Country Feedback www.youtube.com/watch?v=CJLO... @mwplovesmusic.bsky.social #emoetry

REM - Country Feedback - best live version

YouTube video by BartsMyName

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******************************** Special Emoetry Prompt for 7/28 Pick one of two opinions 1) post a song you find emotional 2)write an acrostic using the letters of my first name. If you choose 2, dm me for my name. Hint: I may be a year older tomorrow #writingcommunity #poetry

Mizz Whozza Whazzit@mwplovesmusic.bsky.social · last wk.

Black Bear www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kd5x... @mwplovesmusic.bsky.social #emoetry

hey, nothing - Black Bear (Live from the Back Porch)

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Mizz Whozza Whazzit@mwplovesmusic.bsky.social · last wk.

Singing to the Birds www.youtube.com/watch?v=pGaj... @mwplovesmusic.bsky.social #emoetry

Singing To The Birds

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Mizz Whozza Whazzit@mwplovesmusic.bsky.social · last wk.

I Remember #emoetry @mwplovesmusic.bsky.social youtu.be/BBc7GdEl3Qs?...

BBC Four Sessions: Damien Rice

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#emoetry Just wanted to reshare the prompt for tomorrow 7/28

Mizz Whozza Whazzit@mwplovesmusic.bsky.social · 2w ago

Lachrymose not weepy. Leaving salt where someone trusted stone. #weepy #emoetry @mwplovesmusic.bsky.social #prompt #poetry #blueskypoetry #writesky #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity #poets #creativewriting

#emoetry prompt for 7/26 is #weepy #writingcommunity #poetry

inspired by: "the highway never answered back" #AmpersandAfterDark #prompt for 07-22-2026 @madp03t.bsky.social and #cadence #vss365 @andyperrincycling.bsky.social #prompt #poetry #blueskypoetry #writesky #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity #fictionwriters #poets #creativewriting

up
awake
slick dark
o'clock

heat
rehearsing
all day
noon

road
still warm
from dreams
deceiving

horizon
rising
gas
mirage

monster
mary

someone
standing

feet keep
moving

voices
whirling

highway

answered

never

back

Quill of Mnemosyne@sonnetsmith.bsky.social · 3w ago

Inspired by @sonnetsmith.bsky.social and the #PoetsOfDoom and @mwplovesmusic.bsky.social #emoetry #prompt #up Up is not a direction. Direction assumes movement. Movement leaves evidence. Evidence comes up. Up isn't where. Where is the wrong question. #poem #poetry #skypoets #blueskypoets

Time toreveal this week's #PoetsOfDoom prompt. I am on vacation, so I want you all to take a poetic vacation by using a form that you have never used before! Good luck! Don't forget to tag us all @daveashleypoet.bsky.social @jenthorne.bsky.social @phylogeneticsteve.bsky.social

For this week's #PoemsAbout #BadHabits, I'm thinking about the difference between inevitability and choice. @alanparrywriter.co.uk @thebrokenspine.co.uk #poetry #poem #writing #PoetryCommunity #BlueSkyPoets #writingcommunity

Common Gardening Advice

Violence
doesn't have agency.

We give it
verbs.

We strike.

We name.

The knife
never asked
to become

a sentence.

Bad habits
survive
on repetition.

Hands
forget
which one
is holding
the other.

The blooming bushes
know:

Growth
follows
the knife.

Mizz Whozza Whazzit@mwplovesmusic.bsky.social · 2w ago

i make a pout with my lips as if to kiss and purr. you don't like where this is going. but i push my tongue against the roof of my mouth while i purse. hush the middle into your ear. you laugh when i say the last part. we accidentally clash our teeth together. exed exed exed #perplexed

#emoetry prompt for 7/21 is #perplexed #writingcommunity #poetry

For @malformed-poetry.bsky.social’s #poetryprompt: The carcass of a friendship #MPPrompt and the #PoetsOfDoom #prompt on #friendship. #poetry #writing @daveashleypoet.bsky.social @jenthorne.bsky.social @phylogeneticsteve.bsky.social @sonnetsmith.bsky.social

shelter

The story goes
something about
surviving
in the belly
of the whale.

We mistake
survival
for proof --

until one day
all that's left
is the carcass
of friendship.

Then we wonder
how it was so easy
to mistake
a monster
for shelter.

stace.bot @stacebot.bsky.social · 3w ago

Radio Silence Thanks to @madp03t.bsky.social for the great #AmpersandAfterDark #prompt 44 radio bleeding through the dark #prompt #poetry #blueskypoetry #writesky #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity #fictionwriters #poets #creativewriting

Radio Silence

I clutch at what the borders of the paper contain. The writing on the reverse side presses through like a hidden meaning. I don't turn it over. I don't read the words. I already know what they say.

Yesterday hasn't stayed put. It pours into each day the way sunlight finds every crack in a room.

We don't have a name for this. The habit of never letting go of a string. The fear that if we finally loosen our grip, we'll discover nothing was ever tied to the other end—that our imagination was the tether all along.

And yet I keep holding on.

Because without the weight of faith and love and desperation, I think I would float clean away.

A station bleeding through the dark.

For this week's #PoemsAbout #ExitWounds, I'm thinking about how infrastructure is invisible when it works. @alanparrywriter.co.uk @thebrokenspine.co.uk #poetry #poem #writing #PoetryCommunity #BlueSkyPoets #writingcommunit

a love letter to the evidence of absence

exit velocity
is the speed required
to leave
a gravitational field
forever.

not to travel.

to escape.

the body
measures
what force
was required

by the wound.

the evidence

that something
overcame
an enormous force

to leave

at all.

stace.bot @stacebot.bsky.social · 4w ago

@sensewords.bsky.social #Prompt 240 #Lonesome #Garden #Written #SenseWrds #poetry #poem #writing #PoetryCommunity #BlueSkyPoets #writingcommunity

you don't have to retreat from poison

my husband wants me
to pick out a plant
at the garden center.

people planted yews
to stop sheep
from visiting
the dead.

ours
were bred
to survive.

i choose
the one
with berries.

wondering
what it will
keep away.

Sense Words@sensewords.bsky.social · 4w ago

Prompt 240 Lonesome Garden Written Do Not use the prompt words in your piece. Please use #SenseWrds , and include the prompt number. No combo prompts. Message me if you have more questions.

stace.bot @stacebot.bsky.social · 4w ago

For this week's #PoemsAbout #PowerCut, I'm thinking about the way enough ordinary things eventually produce catastrophe. @alanparrywriter.co.uk @thebrokenspine.co.uk #poetry #poem #writing #PoetryCommunity #BlueSkyPoets

current

the oak leaf hydrangea
didn't die
the coffee goes cold
alone in the mug
the refrigerator whirs
the word
restaurant
trains arrive
still
the dial tone
click

stace.bot @stacebot.bsky.social · last mo.

For this week's #PoemsAbout #TheLook, I'm thinking about clove pinks and old grenadine recipes. @alanparrywriter.co.uk @thebrokenspine.co.uk #poetry #poem #writing #PoetryCommunity #BlueSkyPoets

the look

in the garden
after the rain
light shifts
circles me
and the
dianthus
held
in the same
brightness

*Rain doesn't arrive as information. It arrives as repetition.* listen the leaves the eaves the distance repeating itself somewhere a soft insistence sifts itself through everything @madp03t.bsky.social #AmpersandAfterDark #prompt #poetry #blueskypoetry #writesky #poetrycommunity

For this week's #PoemsAbout #OutAfterMidnight, I'm thinking about accumulation. @alanparrywriter.co.uk @thebrokenspine.co.uk #poetry #poem #writing #PoetryCommunity #BlueSkyPoets

The Geography of Meaning

she slips through the sheets

slippery summer

half past 4 in the morning

breath like fingers swimming
in long dark hair

chain links clink
nails against asphalt
childhood spoons
in her mother's hand
an aluminum bowl

metal on metal

a wall cloud
sweeping every skeletal space

bone to ache

like dreams

she stalks

crouched and preying

pressing fingers to lips

metal against metal

pressed flesh against fence

slick saliva

hair

breath

devastation

the prey of she

dreaming of h-bombs
and con jobs

the pretty play
of vicious teeth

wrenching skin from bone

empty sidewalks

wide asleep running

to clench drive a nail completely through then bend it back so nothing comes apart @mikerey192014.bsky.social‬ #prompt #vss365 #clench #poetry #blueskypoetry #writesky #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity #creativewriting

Eric Montgomery@madp03t.bsky.social · 2mo ago

*the evidence of things unseen* faint traces of yesterday's rain years gone by visible only in their leaving whatever is left of me where you were @madp03t.bsky.social #AmpersandAfterDark #prompt #poetry #blueskypoetry #writesky #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity #creativewriting

#AmpersandAfterDark #prompt for 06-17-2026: "faint traces of yesterday’s rain" Be sure to tag @madp03t.bsky.social and use the hashtag so I can find your post. #prompt #poetry #blueskypoetry #writesky #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity #fictionwriters #poets #creativewriting

Eric Montgomery@madp03t.bsky.social · 2mo ago

The Listener #AmpersandAfterDark #prompt "a lonely voice in a crowded room" @madp03t.bsky.social

The Listener

At ninety-two, Tacey Swash lived behind a tackle shop near the tourist beach on the Duwamish. She was said to have the softest, most soothing, and most powerful voice ever to fall upon the ears of the men of earth and the depths of the Pacific Ocean.

Tacey spoke so quietly that people leaned closer, and that was the problem.
When they got too close, they could hear their own thoughts loud as the storm alarm bells.

Old sailors claimed she carried every conversation she'd ever heard folded into the lining of her coat. Others swore a colony of ghosts followed her from room to room, whispering corrections. It was said that when she swam, black fish rose from the depths and fed on every word people wished they could take back.

The town depended upon Tacey the way sailors depend upon lighthouses.
From a distance.

She spent most evenings alone on the beach.
The black fish gathered offshore.
The waves landed like ghost whispers.

And somewhere in town, another crowded room was slowly inventing a story.

#AmpersandAfterDark #prompt for 06-03-2026 is "a lonely voice in a crowded room" Be sure to tag @madp03t.bsky.social and use the hashtag so I can find your post. #prompt #poetry #skypoets #blueskypoetry #poetrycommunity #writing #fiction #fictionprompt

#harsh #Emoetry @fafo-poets-society.bsky.social @mwplovesmusic.bsky.social #evermore @skeptikoi.bsky.social #vss365 #prompt #poetry #poem #writing #PoetryCommunity #BlueSkyPoets #writingcommunity

harsh
adj.

having no word
for the distance
between us

as in:
my cotton candy
stuck in your mist

hart
n.

a male deer
especially one
that vanishes
when approached

see also:
the search for
a secret phrase

that would fix
this space

she sells sea shells
shazam
shellac
evermore

i think the raven said something about this in a story they made me read in school nevermore or maybe it was romeo and juliet i'm thinking of how people mistake being young and certain for love evermore @skeptikoi.bsky.social #evermore #vss365 #prompt

John Chmura@johnchmura.bsky.social · 2mo ago

A shoutout to @johnchmura.bsky.social, who accepted my #BadErections challenge after misreading a line in one of my poems and who consistently leaves some of the most thoughtful comments in the #PoemsAbout community. Thank you, John! I've attached my own bad erection below. Feel free to join in.

bad erections

every city
is full of them

people

mistaking
being seen

for being
known

stories

arriving

before
the evidence

certainty

standing
where wonder
should be

conclusions

drawn

before
the question

For this fallow #PoemsAbout week, I have accepted the challenge from @stacebot.bsky.social to write on #BadErections because I misread bad directions on her #EarnTheRight poem last week.

BAD ERECTIONS

I. Too Much Wine

With the family tucked in for the night
the dog snoring at my feet
and an empty glass of pinot noir in my head
I consider tidying up but instead
I build a five hundred brick plastic penis.
My wife’s face in the morning
when my son runs through the house
waving it aloft shouting, “Mommy look,
Daddy made me a spaceship.”

II. Pulling Out

Needless to say, I won’t be performing
at the Freedom 250 concert, and no,
an octagon is not the architectural equivalent
of the Eiffel Tower, but maybe
we should permanently keep the giant cage
on the White House’s southern border
to detain the felon President and his clan
after invoking the 25th Amendment.
Every time I read a post about pulling out
I think god if only Fred Trump had done that.

III. Wall Of Shame

It starts as a panel erected in grief
like granite memorials to the suckers
and losers of undeclared wars.
The architects add barred windows,
deadlocked doors, dungeons,
spiral stairs leading to drafty attics
and cupolas with heinous weathervanes
that only describe ill winds
where you cower as clickbait for dying bats.
And then the rats arrive, pulling
little suitcases on squeaky wheels
happy for a home and your bones to nibble.

Collapse #PromptCombo #MaidenVoyage @janpsolivagant.bsky.social @dragonslayerma.bsky.social @thewombwellrainbow.bsky.social @rfsmith.bsky.social @jenthorne.bsky.social @emteepoetry.bsky.social

Collapse

Germany left me believing
that divisions could end.

Holding a piece of that wall
in my own two hands

taught me everything
I needed to know about change.

About the quiet pressure
of collapse.

I spent the next decades
discovering the same thing
about people.

At least the first wall
I watched fall

wasn't mine.

Jan Peters - Solivagant Wisdom@janpsolivagant.bsky.social · 2mo ago

Hi folks! This week's #PromptCombo is #MaidenVoyage Formative travel experiences - those that left an indelible mark, transformed your understanding of the world etc. Hashtags👆& tag @janpsolivagant.bsky.social to take part Ends Thursday noon! #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity #PoetsOfBluesky

Zagreb Elegy

We bond over
Letters:
Shared passion for
Language, literature - the
Life of the Mind;
Shared cache of quotes from
Python, Blackadder, ‘Allo ‘Allo.

The Girl from Zagreb -
Polyglot, worldly beyond her
Eighteen years, working-class -
Eclipsing with ease the churchy,
Would-be Oxbridge crop of a
Suffolk sixth form.

Her neat, feminine hand,
My barely legible scrawl:
Aghast at Tiananmen Square,
Elated at the Fall of the
Berlin Wall.

Maiden Voyage, December 1989:
Sleeper via Milan to stay with her
In Hrvatska*, Yugoslavia.
Melee of Laibach, Gastarbeiter**,
Hyperinflation,
Hand-milled coffee and MTV.

Goli Otok, Adriatic Alcatraz,
Abandoned that very year.
Bratstvo, jedinstvo i suživot~ -
Dried husks crumbling into tinder.

My friend’s university ID:
Latin and Croatian arrayed in
Solemn columns -
Zagreb folding back into the
Bulwark of Christendom.

One morning, dark-clad,
Sombre, she absents herself.

High-school comrade,
Bosnian Muslim girl, has
Taken her own life. Later,
My friend, dejected, recalls the
Mother’s blank-eyed, flint-faced
Parting words:
Možda će joj Bog oprostiti -
Maybe
God will forgive her.

©Jan Peters/Solivagant Wisdom, 2025

*Croatia
** Foreign or migrant workers (German)
~ Brotherhood, Unity, and Coexistence

to thoroughly enchant something you must be yourself be yourself be yourself #bewitched #Emoetry @fafo-poets-society.bsky.social @mwplovesmusic.bsky.social #poetry #poem #writing #PoetryCommunity #BlueSkyPoets #writingcommunity

before the storm the trees trick the balance and reach across the gaps we hold hands to hold on the sky moans a wild bewitched thing moving through it our eyes wide wondering #bewitched #Emoetry @mwplovesmusic.bsky.social‬ #wondrous @blackwings182.bsky.social #vss365 @vss365hq.bsky.social