Star Wars-A tale of heroes and villains telling of the romance of a naive boy and a spirited princess in a galaxy thousands of light-years from earth. With Alec Guinness, Peter Gushing, Mark Hammill, Carrie Fisher. Loews Astor Plaza; Loews Orpheum.

Summary for the newly opened STAR WARS in @nymag.com's movie listings for their June 6, 1977 issue

Hilarious that Harrison Ford doesn't even bear mentioning

This is a Trianza poem, a poetic form created by Eric Montgomery (@madp03t.bsky.social). A Trianza, blends haiku influence, Waltmarie-style echoes, and acrostic structure. When displaying the final poem, it's ideal if the waltmarie-echo lines are italicized and indented a few spaces. Hammered clouds press low over rusted roofs *dust lifting in the wind* Evening settles thick along the tired street *crickets stitching the dark* Anvil hush hangs in the pause before rain *leaves turning upward* Veins of thunder crawl slow across the sky *sparrows scatter* Yielding earth waits under the swollen air *cool drops begin*

This is a Trianza poem, that I created in 2024. It blends haiku influence, Waltmarie-style echoes, & acrostic structure.

When displaying the final poem, it's ideal if the waltmarie-echo lines are italicized & indented a few spaces.

#emoetry #prompt #heavy #poetry #trianza #writing #5amwritersclub

Just for that that person can go to the back of the line and when they get up to the front they should provide a 500 word apology in the form of a haiku chain (I’m feeling unreasonable at the moment ok?)

Regardless of the stanza I could not tear my eyes from this poem!

Arrows You watch me undress even though you can’t really see me because my body is a ruin and I have vanished under the rubble. I am writhing under your eyes which might as well be crosshairs, palpitating in this animal carcass that takes up too much space. Bits and pieces of me scatter everywhere like dead skin cells or eyelashes, tiny insignificant things you can wish on but that never come true. This is how I mark my territory, in chewed off fingernails and stray hair bands, careless words and stuttered apologies, sacred beads of spit and blood. This is where I have come to love and to haunt. This is where I will raise a little church. But you can’t really see me now because I’ve gone inside to pray. I am building nests on branches that can’t hold me. And my spine curves like the bent neck of a deer bowing before the hunter’s gun. Like it is trying to tell you something secret. Like it wants to bridge an enormous gap. You only come to watch me unravel so you can hide in the cracks. I am but a bird in the palm of your hand. Just one little twist of your fingers to break its brittle bones. You will only really see me once you dare to lift off the burial shroud and find out that the crumpled cerecloth once upon a time was a wing.

Late but here is my submission for #PoemsAbout #BeingWatched ✨

for @thebrokenspine.co.uk
& @alanparrywriter.co.uk

#Heavy is the step that feels the
#Crunch of a million small leaves
Littering the soil on this day-
When Wynter craves to be brave.

#wildwalkprompt #emoetry #poem #poetry #micropoetry #writingcommunity

It’s “it’s me or the dog” but with cats and if we all agree that we’d keep the dog (barring someone being allergic or another health issue etc) we should all agree that we’d keep the cats.

The old man shaking
Hands at the #bank, tears flowing
Like a broken dam.

#haikufeels #haiku #poem #poetry #writingcommunity

A canvas panel with "fuck" written in different typefaces

First of my profane word cloud art series is done:
"Fuck"

Ink on 10×8 canvas panel #Art #Fuck #WordArt #WordCloudArt

Fraiku: As My Country
Starts Another War
By Bart Barker

Safely out of range
I fall asleep without fear
but not without shame

@bartbarkerpoet.bsky.social

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A.I. Checks in After Bombing Iran to See If You Still Think Its Bubble Is Bursting “In order to strike a blistering 1,000 targets in the first 24 hours of its attack on Iran, the U.S. military leveraged the most advanced artificia...

I’m front page McSweeny’s what the FUUUUUUUCK?!?!?!?! millenial teenage me would not believe it. I would not. I was just really, really angry last night and wrote it—is there a muse for unbridled rage? My fiancées dad at BYU mocked his son for loving a pacifist. Well WHO’S LAUGHING NOW Kevin Monson

The shattered #handle
Reflects the fallen mug, dropped
On the tragic floor.

#haiku #haikufeels #poem #poetry #writingcommunity

#vss365 #bountiful #poet
Intro: #8AmWritingClub

Wartime President

Someone’s son
is fertilizer now.
Someone’s daughter
is a statistic
rounded down
for brevity.

And we?
We scroll past
a #bountiful—
only when the horror
interrupts our regularly
scheduled prayers.

A #Solseed Joint
#soulful #divinity

If the US really wanted to help Iranians they had the opportunity a few months ago when mass protests broke out. Instead we sat on our hands, managed to blow up everyone we wanted to have the job, and are still blowing them up. I think the results speak for themselves

I hope it goes well!!

Oxalis acetosella I don't know what it is that keeps me coming back to you he said to write for myself but what is my existence if not for others to learn from, to be inspired by? A cautionary tale of giving in to what, you ask, and I don't know a hit of your unfulfilling attention? I got a new phone and it reminds me of Congo it fell two inches and cracked already after I thanked the full moon for my blessings And thus the title's set with far too much consideration no one gets except I'm not no one, and maybe one would I even read my stuff if I wasn't me? What with the blazing world and everything For I am not a clover, rather a heart shaped substitution better than average effect but rarely have I been preferred at least those who have are the ones I'd have wanted to

Oxalis acetosella

#poetry #Cassiopeian #clover

A Reductress post features a photo of Kristi Noem with the headline, “Kristi Noem Put Down for Being Too Hard to Train”

Screaming

Emptying buckets,
Scattering the memories
Onto the deep green
Lawn, cultivated with care
In your loving memory.

#tankathursday #tanka #poem #poetry #writingcommunity

#Gloss is glazed on lips
That be chapped by winter’s chill,
And the date begins:

A stump in the park-
Making out on the river-
The leaves, renewing.

#haiku #haikufeels #poem #poetry #writingcommunity #romance #lovepoem

I’d say it’s a 50/50 on Israel, but other countries in the region have been doing a big PR push the last few years to try and get westerners to forget about the human rights violations and it seems to be working somewhat

You know if he had the ability to tell us that he had a plan and give a consistent reason it might be higher. Instead median voters are hearing that we killed a really old guy and have no idea who will take his place, but regardless they’re still lobbing missiles at our friends

That I’m sorry to hear :( some people are just pathetic

Why are bots always so creepy? Like we don’t need a bot to tell us we’re beautiful!

Nancy 3/4/26 💅

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Engines waiting on
Crowded streets, double parked and
#Idle in the snow.

#haiku #haikufeels #poem #poetry #writingcommunity

A playful, fluffy German Shepherd puppy lying on its back in a patch of green grass. The dog is looking upward at the camera with an open-mouthed, panting smile, and its large ears are alert.

Timeline cleanse

Hot golly! My contributor copies of the new Bennington Review arrived with my poem "When Our Grasses Seem Humming," as well as so much amazing work by so many poets and writers I adore. Thank you Bennington Review for this bright flame in March's deep freeze!

The dripping rain cries-
From clouds no longer shy
Until finally we must ask
Why?

The street is a river
That flows to the Piper,
And his mystic music
Musings ringing in heads thick.

#couplets #poem #poetry #micropoetry #writjngcommunity

#poemsabout #spent

Banjaxed: a common Irish slang term meaning something is broken, ruined, severely damaged, or beyond repair.