Paul Marsh

Lorry leadfoot with literary leanings

[Loco Lion 🦁✒ @leon_walder]

ash grey sun's near light
garden buttercupped
backyarding shadow breeze
half cool that you would
parcel something like care

#tanka #poetry

[Nacho & Alice @Nachokeys21]

#vss365

A Theology of Broken Toys 🪽

Morning unbuttons itself
drops its silver teeth
into the porcelain sink

I keep finding buttons
in the sugar bowl
small moons
fallen off the coat
of some god
who left in a hurry

The sun shows up
carrying a mushroom umbrella
and a cup of saltwater
for the flowers

Grapefruits mutter
in their sleep
the color of your voice

I name every silence
after you

evermore—
the room after the furniture leaves
the echo returning
in someone else’s shadow
the sea’s last coin

evermore
orchids
wear their roots
on the outside now
dragging the earth behind them
a ruined dress

I wanted thunder
but got a key
with no door

Still
the clocks are thick with bees
the saints
eat their own halos
the self steps out of its body
then watches the body
step back in

Maybe joy
is the paper crown
the prayer
with plastic lungs
pink unicorns
grazing the spine of absence

Yet the sand forgives the morning
as it gathers
its teeth
& smiles again

🪞

[𝑀𝓈 𝒵𝒶𝓎𝓃𝒶𝒷 @Zaynab71990]

♥⊱a secret carried in ink
petals between the pages

Can you count the times
my hands have returned to this book
warming its pages with affection

filling its margins with longing
with tenderness that would not rest
Page after page

#perfumeforyourfingers
#waitingbetweenthelines

[𝙺𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗 💙💛🌊 @karencaseysmith]

#vss365 #falling
falling up in wonder
while the world rearranged
the landscape transformed
exciting and strange

I hadn't realized
I wanted to play this game

smiling, they said
ante up, place your bet
you can't know it's worth it
if you don't go all in

...and after all
it's only a gamble
if you don't win...

©kcs 2026

[Jerry Lints @jlints58]

https://t.co/ruVoLzs0NW

[B. @Words_by_B]

There are places
where the sun never shines

Oh, wild forgotten valley
why do you hide from the light?
secrets linger in a ghostly veil
too dark
too sad
to reveal

hungry crows
eye limping lambs
doom hangs

#victory will dance
& covid will caw
when a weakling succumbs

#vss365

[Nacho & Alice @Nachokeys21]

#vss365

Devotion ⋆

You trail constellations along my thigh
your fingers falling stars
mapping rivers of light
beneath my flesh

Each touch rewrites the night

Ursa Minor curls in the bend of my hip
The Pleiades scatter their faint blue salt
across the inside of my ribs

Your breath, warm solar wind
stirs the dust of ancient galaxies
sleeping in my bones

The room tilts. Or maybe I do

I am the field and the storm
as Andromeda coils her chains
around my spine and draws me under
until the universe presses itself
into my marrow

as if this touch
this velvet dark, this trembling hour
were how it chose to remember
its own beginning:
two forms learning the first alphabet
through the Braille of skin and sigh

Outside
the blackbirds hymn
Sunk below your handprints
I forget the dawn

⋆

[RobertAllenPoet @RobertAllenPoet]

"Nothing in Art is achieved by will alone. It is achieved by docilely submitting to the subconscious."

~ Odilon Redon

[Tom Blend @tblend3]

Ink
bound victory clatter
Fingernails across blackboards
Trodded over pillar stones
Remnants tell the ancients #falling
We try to repeat these slippery groans
Greed is translucent not hidden
Lots deny as cost of living

#vss365 #FoxProse

Art by:Wendy Sherwell

[Paul Marsh @PaulMarser]

@sanjeevpoems3 An exceptional poem about urban loneliness.

[Sanjeev Sethi @sanjeevpoems3]

Alien Buddha Press, the US-based literary group, has just released Alien Buddha Zine # 87 (June 2026). It features three poems by me. I am sharing one of them with you — my warm thanks to Red.

[Jerry Lints @jlints58]

#Fantaiku #haiku #poetsoftwitter #poetrycommunity #WritersofTwitter #WritingCommunity

#Night

Broken turning June
utter night life bright to tune
beauty is anew.

[𝙺𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗 💙💛🌊 @karencaseysmith]

#vss365 #primitive #wondrous
carry my heart
back to the times
things felt wondrous strange

in innocence awaken
these primitive eyes
and the world is revealed
as new once again

my hands are empty
when I enter this room
save for each miracle
appearing in turn before me

the magic and mystery
can only be lost
if we forget how to notice

it doesn't have to go away
because we understand

©kcs 2026

[Mariarosa Sclauzero @mariarosa_456]

William Shakespeare garden - Central Park

my📸

[B. @Words_by_B]

Heaven rests
upon the backs
of Exmoor ponies

the vast ancient sky
and a small #primitive breed

a beautiful scene
one I could watch
from now until eternity

#vss365

[RobertAllenPoet @RobertAllenPoet]

Cy Twombly
“The Four Seasons: Summer”
1993

The thing I like about Twombly is that he moves me to dislike him, and question how I feel about art. He feels like he was just biting his thumb at the art world and tossing paint on canvas. But still his work gets me, as good art does.

[Tom Blend @tblend3]

Hibiscus

A wall awaits triples
Burdens not realized
#Primitive plucking cries

Days ago salty dreams
Striped shirted we rumble chests
In a tick weeded field
The only care,future
adore crumbled scents
that plodded dark moist soil
Sticky catch weed repurpose

#vss365 #BraveWrite

[Vikki C. @VWC_Writes]

"The mind is a thing deeply marked. I have bound myself to this damage."

This beauty by Laurie Sheck '[Did not forsee]', from a favourite collection CAPTIVITY 🤍

#smallpoemsunday @TomSnarsky
#poetrycommunity

[𝑀𝓈 𝒵𝒶𝓎𝓃𝒶𝒷 @Zaynab71990]

☆ a poem waiting for
you to read me again

Every time I find you
I forget another verse
your eyes unravel words

before I can keep them
and suddenly language feels
too small for everything your gaze
awakens in me
I find myself wishing I could

#beneath_your_gaze
#I_become_a_book

[Tom Blend @tblend3]

Gossip

#Judgement gapes #crevasse
Drift wide,attempts to cross wits
Steeped hurt outweighs good
To goad only reaffirms
To fail,deep even fatal

#vss365 #BraveWrite #tanka