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#vss365 Letters Pray The letter devoted itself to learning the shape of envelopes. When it finally understood, email arrived, well-shined shoes and unstiffened collar. Now the stamp stays in its corner waiting patiently to be addressed. #arrive #poetrycommunity #writerscommunity

@mrjamesob.bsky.social please please please please inform your amazing listeners that it's the proof of the pudding is in the eating, in the eating !

#vss365 Infernality The basement grits its teeth. The lift button marked              descend wears more thumbprints than the prayer room. The doors open onto Dante one beer in. #descend #poetrycommunity #writerscommunity #poetry #poem

A poem about the UK media's endless & destabilising speculation, narrative spinning & off the record 'briefings' I've titled Permanent Speculation Syndrome #poetry #poetrycommunity #writerscommunity #writing #poem

#vss365 My homage on The Red Wheelbarrow & inspired by @andyperrincycling.bsky.social The Cycle ​Below the rust-scarred summit gate a bicycle slumps without falling. Its chain remembers oil never rider. #summit #poetrycommunity #writerscommunity

#vss365 Murmuration Taxonomy Nobody told the starlings they were a skymark. cadence passed bird to bird without touching air. Evening folded itself small enough for one more to perch. #cadence #poetrycommunity #writerscommunity

Morning's Close A flittermouse unlaces dark with needlework unseen, I smyster as the hedgerows misremember they were green. The river hides its fenkle from the cartographer's cold eye, Wealsome fields breath-hold for the map-true to stumble by. #poetrycommunity #writerscommunity

#vss365 The Unsleeving The ash tree unsleeves its blackbirds. Air refuses to carry them; they ascend, fastening themselves to distances not yet imagined. #ascend #poetrycommunity #writerscommunity

#vss365 Mosquitoll Buzz       buzz,               brother. Scratch till it means something. The air hums like a cheap amp before payday. We feed on what’s left, your night-shift sweat, the supermarket light. Blood’s just another subscription you forgot to cancel billed monthly in welts. #shift

#vss365 The Sallow Men we are the ones stitched from discarded packaging and half-remembered feelings, walking landfill shifting underfoot. our sallowness is not absence but excess, too many selves rendered, ghosted. we keep tap tap tapping our chests listening still. #road #poetrycommunity

#vss365 Windfast a feather becomes an instruction before its wing knows tailwind the sparrow unhooks itself from gravity's coat-button as the field holds #tailwind #poetrycommunity #writerscommunity

#vss365 Test of Time Do not turn over until instructed to do so! Q. What is Time? time is just  maths       u n           r   a      v      el       l    i      n   g, an unsolvable e=quation, i n   f  i  n i  t  y² edge-fraying, a knot no hand was taught to untie. D- in red ink.  #turn

#vss365 The Bracket button + button + breath (zip ÷ hesitation) × (heartbeat²) = readiness storm begins its long division sky ÷ restraint = spill I balance equations in puddles, subtract calm from thunder raincoat flares, a bracket of yellow logic, solving for body in the sum of rain. #balance

#vss365 The S of the Snarl The nightrain hammers apples back into metal. The moon stitches its white undoing through puddles, each reflection misbut toning the sky. A fox crossed first. A scent, then the sprint of everything that feels the snarl. #sprint #poetrycommunity

#vss365 Dawnered Night fruitens on telephone wires. Blackbirds arrive carrying beakfuls of elsewhere. Trees begin leafing small green rumours, roots unbutton stone. momentum breaks cover. The wind looks surprised to find it's already inside branches. Morning comes wearing its inside out. #momentum

#vss365 Headwind The flag looked magnificent. Every photograph agreed. Only the trees kept leaning the other way. They knew which direction the country was travelling. #headwind #poetrycommunity #writerscommunity

Why do journalists fall for blatantly obvious attention seeking clickbait like the England Tattoo story, even @mrjamesob.bsky.social fell for it. Is it because there's a dearth of real stories, is it a type of summer mania, or is it that they are just easiliy fooled?

#vss365 Colourcull Buttercups smell yellow depart one petal at a time Goldfinches drop small absences It shows no shape, only places where saffron, amber, sulphur have been Sunflowers subtract from yoked earth, until even noon looks underfed Lemons learn the discipline of green #depart

#vss365 Green-eyed The ivy never hurries. Brick    by       brick           by             brick it translates red wall into green memory until the house  is glaucous, purblind            conquered. #conquer #poetrycommunity #writerscommunity #poetry #poem

Ironically today's #toptweettuesday poem Skindecision took me a while to perfect I hope it fills the brief thanks to @matthewmcsmith.bsky.social & @blackboughpoetry.bsky.social for the inspiration. Happy reading everyone.