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Dawn McLachlan
Dawn McLachlan
@deemclachlan.bsky.social
1 month ago
Incantation II By Dawn McLachlan Light the candle Shield the flame Push the Dark away again Gold the light beneath the door Bright the step upon the floor See the way the light now lingers Green that stretches out her fingers Soon again Spring will return Close the season to be turned Light the candle Shield the flame Push the Dark away again

Incantation II By Dawn McLachlan Light the candle Shield the flame Push the Dark away again Gold the light beneath the door Bright the step upon the floor See the way the light now lingers Green that stretches out her fingers Soon again Spring will return Close the season to be turned Light the candle Shield the flame Push the Dark away again

An incantation for #imbolc

Footnote - The first part of this incantation was for the Winter Solstice.

#poetry #poems #spells #spell #mantra #spring #brighid #poetrycommunity #imbolcpoems #sundaypoems #sundaypoem #PoemAltText

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Dawn McLachlan
Dawn McLachlan
@deemclachlan.bsky.social
1 month ago
Eggshells “Don’t speak of it Ever You’ll only upset people” People Person In this way I limped into the future With my mouth shut Every step fearfully placed On the egg’s shell And the cracked glass Of an imagined upset And the possibility of blame Finally finding a home Until the tumble And the avalanche And the roaring wind When the filthy veil ripped away Forever The blame remains homeless But these eggshells won’t carry Witches anymore

Eggshells “Don’t speak of it Ever You’ll only upset people” People Person In this way I limped into the future With my mouth shut Every step fearfully placed On the egg’s shell And the cracked glass Of an imagined upset And the possibility of blame Finally finding a home Until the tumble And the avalanche And the roaring wind When the filthy veil ripped away Forever The blame remains homeless But these eggshells won’t carry Witches anymore

Time for another #fridaypoem and a #poemsabout #blackveils

Thanks to @thebrokenspine.co.uk and @alanparrywriter.co.uk for inspiration and curation.

#poetrycommunity #poem #poetry #poets #poemalttext #UseAltText

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Dawn McLachlan
Dawn McLachlan
@deemclachlan.bsky.social
1 month ago
Walk with Me by Dawn Mclachlan Walk with me again When green things nudge at the dirt And the snowdrops rise Talk to me of other lives And I will remember you Walk with me through ancient ways And tell me old tales While the bright new leaves unfurl Talk to me of happy times And I will remember you

Walk with Me by Dawn Mclachlan Walk with me again When green things nudge at the dirt And the snowdrops rise Talk to me of other lives And I will remember you Walk with me through ancient ways And tell me old tales While the bright new leaves unfurl Talk to me of happy times And I will remember you

Another #fridaypoem A #tanka pair - looking forward while looking back

#haiku #tanka #poetrycommunity #poems #poetry #PoemAltText #tankapoetry #springpoetry

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Dawn McLachlan
Dawn McLachlan
@deemclachlan.bsky.social
1 month ago
Happy Ever After By Dawn Mclachlan Once I was a jewel Polished and treasured Beyond all measure Held to light Aloft and bright In ivory towers Pedestalled Until the cracks of the fall Stitched in red like spelling mistakes Dust gathering turning Purple to yellow Unseen and unheard But in the memory of time Insistence weeps Once I was a jewel

Happy Ever After By Dawn Mclachlan Once I was a jewel Polished and treasured Beyond all measure Held to light Aloft and bright In ivory towers Pedestalled Until the cracks of the fall Stitched in red like spelling mistakes Dust gathering turning Purple to yellow Unseen and unheard But in the memory of time Insistence weeps Once I was a jewel

A #FridayPoem for #poemsabout #falsecrowns

Thanks as always to @thebrokenspine.co.uk and @alanparrywriter.co.uk for curation, amplification, and support for the #poetrycommunity

#poetsofbluesky #poetry #poemsaboutlove #poemsaboutlife #PoemAltText #UseAltText

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Dawn McLachlan
Dawn McLachlan
@deemclachlan.bsky.social
2 months ago
First Snow By Dawn Mclachlan That night I watched the snow falling like feathers and dreamed of torn angels In the light of morning the children came to throw themselves into the white falling into the breathless silence between the tumble and the tears

First Snow By Dawn Mclachlan That night I watched the snow falling like feathers and dreamed of torn angels In the light of morning the children came to throw themselves into the white falling into the breathless silence between the tumble and the tears

One for @tomsnarsky.bsky.social and #smallpoemsunday

#poets #poetrycommunity #smallpoems #shortformpoetry #poemalttext #usealttext #poetsofbluesky #winterpoems

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Dawn McLachlan
Dawn McLachlan
@deemclachlan.bsky.social
2 months ago
Nocturne 83 By Dawn McLachlan Fast on slick black roads In a night that tasted Like lip gloss and bravery Don't let go Lean into the electric night Heartbeat like the static Of the tuneless radio Sodium light pulse Tearing out sleeping streets Into the endless deep blue Whipping stars in branches Above the hollow ways And the sweet cool wind Like a baptism

Nocturne 83 By Dawn McLachlan Fast on slick black roads In a night that tasted Like lip gloss and bravery Don't let go Lean into the electric night Heartbeat like the static Of the tuneless radio Sodium light pulse Tearing out sleeping streets Into the endless deep blue Whipping stars in branches Above the hollow ways And the sweet cool wind Like a baptism

For the #poemsabout prompt #static
Thanks as always to @alanparrywriter.co.uk and @thebrokenspine.co.uk

#poetrycommunity #poetsofbluesky #poetryprompts #poemsaboutlife #poets #poems #PoemAltText

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Dawn McLachlan
Dawn McLachlan
@deemclachlan.bsky.social
2 months ago
June Somewhere By Dawn Mclachlan There were days back then when we thought Spring endless in the vivid green of the newness of the world fresh with bright discovery tumbling into Summer's heat Seasons ran as seasons do turning green, to gold, to brown and in the deep cold of time Winter snatched joy with cruel speed But in cornflower blue with sweet meadow scent of perfect memory somewhere it will always be June

June Somewhere By Dawn Mclachlan There were days back then when we thought Spring endless in the vivid green of the newness of the world fresh with bright discovery tumbling into Summer's heat Seasons ran as seasons do turning green, to gold, to brown and in the deep cold of time Winter snatched joy with cruel speed But in cornflower blue with sweet meadow scent of perfect memory somewhere it will always be June

In the chaos and horror of the world I’ve been thinking about memories.

#fridaypoem #poemsaboutlife #poemsaboutlove #poetrycommunity #PoemAltText #poetsofbluesky #poetry

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Dawn McLachlan
Dawn McLachlan
@deemclachlan.bsky.social
2 months ago
A Spell of Winter By Dawn Mclachlan May the world still turn for you May you have the time to pause May your shoulders yet be strong To bear winter's weight once more May your roots reach ever deeper down To find the hope within Like ancient trees stand strong in winds while nurtured by the rain May your hearth fend off the cold And your heart still feed the flame May you gather strength from winter rest Until light returns again

A Spell of Winter By Dawn Mclachlan May the world still turn for you May you have the time to pause May your shoulders yet be strong To bear winter's weight once more May your roots reach ever deeper down To find the hope within Like ancient trees stand strong in winds while nurtured by the rain May your hearth fend off the cold And your heart still feed the flame May you gather strength from winter rest Until light returns again

Time for another #FridayPoem
January is not really the start of a new year, that’s just a calendar date. Here’s a spell as we enter the winter rest and wait for the sap to rise.
#spellpoem #poetry #poets #poetrycommunity #poemAltText #winterpoems

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Dawn McLachlan
Dawn McLachlan
@deemclachlan.bsky.social
2 months ago
Yule By Dawn Mclachlan Drawn by bells and hope Carrying the winter green Bright lit by candles With hands and hearts held high we Sung our way out of the dark

Yule By Dawn Mclachlan Drawn by bells and hope Carrying the winter green Bright lit by candles With hands and hearts held high we Sung our way out of the dark

Time for another #FridayPoem and this time it’s a festive #tanka

Have a glorious #yule
#poetrycommunity #poets #poetry #poetsofbluesky #poetrysociety #haikusociety #haiku #poemalttext #UseAltText #tankapoetry

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Dawn McLachlan
Dawn McLachlan
@deemclachlan.bsky.social
2 months ago
Secrets By Dawn Mclachlan After you'd gone Every drawer coughed up Dust wrapped Web draped The whispers of solitary walks Scribbled notes from tiny pencils Creosote scented jumpers From crackled afternoons At the shed radio Newspapers under the cushions Scored with lines and numbers Each bundle of pound notes Each yellowed betting slip Another secret

Secrets By Dawn Mclachlan After you'd gone Every drawer coughed up Dust wrapped Web draped The whispers of solitary walks Scribbled notes from tiny pencils Creosote scented jumpers From crackled afternoons At the shed radio Newspapers under the cushions Scored with lines and numbers Each bundle of pound notes Each yellowed betting slip Another secret

A #fridaypoem for the #poemsabout prompt #money
Thanks as always to @alanparrywriter.co.uk and @thebrokenspine.co.uk for hosting

#poems #poetrycommunity #poets #poemalttext

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Dawn McLachlan
Dawn McLachlan
@deemclachlan.bsky.social
2 months ago
Solstice Set by Dawn Mclachlan On the shortest day We climb up the sleeping hill Searching for life signs Tracks in frozen grass Slick with recent melting snow The earth ridged and brown A winter bruised sky A shard of blue splits the clouds Pierced by mournful skeins At the final ridge You reach out to take my hand Urging me higher Here we see the world In a thousand shades of green Stretched beneath our feet In gold light we see Despite the winter's great threat Spring will come again

Solstice Set by Dawn Mclachlan On the shortest day We climb up the sleeping hill Searching for life signs Tracks in frozen grass Slick with recent melting snow The earth ridged and brown A winter bruised sky A shard of blue splits the clouds Pierced by mournful skeins At the final ridge You reach out to take my hand Urging me higher Here we see the world In a thousand shades of green Stretched beneath our feet In gold light we see Despite the winter's great threat Spring will come again

Time for another #fridaypoem
This time it’s for the #solstice

#poems #poetry #poetrycommunity #haiku #haikuset #haikupoetry #poetsonbluesky #poetsofbluesky #PoemAltText #UseAltText #HaikuAltText

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Dawn McLachlan
Dawn McLachlan
@deemclachlan.bsky.social
3 months ago
Between the lines, by Dawn McLachlan "Dear Chris, happy Christmas Love from Dawn" But in the empty gap that yawns I really mean "Are you still there?" Between the lines I say I care and that I know we were never close Our relationship just a courtesy little more than a legacy of love for my godmother who showed me the importance of poetry and the joy of words We both must remember how she laughed and had a joy of life absurd with optimism But at her funeral all those years ago we barely spoke and now our contact just this annual token and in our shared loss we were mute That surely never faded from our hearts and yet Between the lines we say how much we loved her Now, we just have this card once a year And I'm thankful that we had her here once upon a time But I don't say that So it's not what you hear Instead I say again "Dear Chris, happy Christmas. Love from Dawn." Then the year the card came back Via family solicitor, apologies But sorrow lacked and both of us ran out of time No need to read between the lines

Between the lines, by Dawn McLachlan "Dear Chris, happy Christmas Love from Dawn" But in the empty gap that yawns I really mean "Are you still there?" Between the lines I say I care and that I know we were never close Our relationship just a courtesy little more than a legacy of love for my godmother who showed me the importance of poetry and the joy of words We both must remember how she laughed and had a joy of life absurd with optimism But at her funeral all those years ago we barely spoke and now our contact just this annual token and in our shared loss we were mute That surely never faded from our hearts and yet Between the lines we say how much we loved her Now, we just have this card once a year And I'm thankful that we had her here once upon a time But I don't say that So it's not what you hear Instead I say again "Dear Chris, happy Christmas. Love from Dawn." Then the year the card came back Via family solicitor, apologies But sorrow lacked and both of us ran out of time No need to read between the lines

Another #fridaypoem for #poemsabout and the #youshouldnthave prompt

@thebrokenspine.co.uk
#poetrycommunity #poems #poets #christmas #poetsofbluesky #poemalttext

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Dawn McLachlan
Dawn McLachlan
@deemclachlan.bsky.social
3 months ago
Whiteout a haiku set by Dawn Mclachlan In the silent night Snow came down like memories and cleansed the landscape Smoothed to sugar-white Harshness sweetened to the eye Winter confection From the far forest Rooks rise in conversation Punctuating sky Now the dead trees In the disguise of winter Cannot be discerned In the pink of dawn An unexplored day stretches As if newly born

Whiteout a haiku set by Dawn Mclachlan In the silent night Snow came down like memories and cleansed the landscape Smoothed to sugar-white Harshness sweetened to the eye Winter confection From the far forest Rooks rise in conversation Punctuating sky Now the dead trees In the disguise of winter Cannot be discerned In the pink of dawn An unexplored day stretches As if newly born

Time for another #FridayPoem. Still struggling with the #poemsabout prompt this week so instead here’s the fresh start of a snowy day in a #haikuset
#haiku #poetry #poems #poets #poetsofbluesky #poetrycommunity #alttext #HaikuAltText #PoemAltText

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Dawn McLachlan
Dawn McLachlan
@deemclachlan.bsky.social
4 months ago
The Hollow Ways By Dawn McLachlan We shall walk together in the hollow ways On days when colour is blurred by morning rain And worries will be lifted to drift away Through sunken lanes in sun-dappled rays We'll travel slowed down along ancient veins We shall walk together in the hollow ways As high above the great green canopy sways We'll dawdle then until the afternoon wanes And worries will be lifted to drift away In susurrations come whispers of forgotten days Hearing echoes of the distant past and the arcane We shall walk together in the hollow ways In an ancient place, away from sun's blaze We find our own place in a wild domain And worries will be lifted to drift away As the real world feels like a distant haze Take my hand, and walk with me here again We shall walk together in the hollow ways And worries will be lifted to drift away © Dawn McLachlan 2025

The Hollow Ways By Dawn McLachlan We shall walk together in the hollow ways On days when colour is blurred by morning rain And worries will be lifted to drift away Through sunken lanes in sun-dappled rays We'll travel slowed down along ancient veins We shall walk together in the hollow ways As high above the great green canopy sways We'll dawdle then until the afternoon wanes And worries will be lifted to drift away In susurrations come whispers of forgotten days Hearing echoes of the distant past and the arcane We shall walk together in the hollow ways In an ancient place, away from sun's blaze We find our own place in a wild domain And worries will be lifted to drift away As the real world feels like a distant haze Take my hand, and walk with me here again We shall walk together in the hollow ways And worries will be lifted to drift away © Dawn McLachlan 2025

I absolutely love hollow ways and in the summer I wrote this villanelle about them.
Hope you like it.

#poetry #poetsofbluesky #naturepoems #poetrycommunity #poems #hollowways
#poets #villanelle #PoemAltText #UseAltText #AltText

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Dawn McLachlan
Dawn McLachlan
@deemclachlan.bsky.social
4 months ago
Logs A haibun by Dawn Mclachlan From a high window I watch upturned clouds fill the valley and blur the silhouetted forest. The logs remain tumbled together in a giant bag in the yard. In a fit of hubris I dig out a pair of thick gloves and decide to move and stack them on my own. By the time I manage to haul everything in and fill the shed, the mist has arrived and stealthily smothers the town. It clings to me like sweat as I tug the day's splinters from my blistered hands. As streetlights signal the arrival of evening I shake beads of water from my hair like a dog and think of the supper I have yet to plan. Shrouded in the mist Fearful of Winter's sharp teeth I stack logs alone

Logs A haibun by Dawn Mclachlan From a high window I watch upturned clouds fill the valley and blur the silhouetted forest. The logs remain tumbled together in a giant bag in the yard. In a fit of hubris I dig out a pair of thick gloves and decide to move and stack them on my own. By the time I manage to haul everything in and fill the shed, the mist has arrived and stealthily smothers the town. It clings to me like sweat as I tug the day's splinters from my blistered hands. As streetlights signal the arrival of evening I shake beads of water from my hair like a dog and think of the supper I have yet to plan. Shrouded in the mist Fearful of Winter's sharp teeth I stack logs alone

A #sundaypoem
This one is a #haibun

#poetry #poems #poetrycommunity #poemsabout #poetsofbluesky #poets #poemsaboutlife #autumn #poemalttext #usealttext #AltTextPoetry #AltText

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Dawn McLachlan
Dawn McLachlan
@deemclachlan.bsky.social
4 months ago
Lock the doors A villanelle form poem by Dawn Mclachlan Lock the doors, slide the bolts again Across the water far distant islands sleep Rest easy now for only peace remains The storm will rage turning enemy to friend Dark night shifts windows to mirrored keep As we lock the doors and slide the bolts again Our stories dark with Memory's sanguine stain Thoughts of those we lost to endless sleep Can we rest easy now where only peace remains? At hearth and home we draw out such wraiths With restless dreams of towering mountains steep We lock the doors and slide the bolts again Come rest with me, we'll talk through the pain And softly dwell upon the loves we made to weep But rest easy now, for only peace remains With the air too thick with souls that creep And long fireside shadows that dance and leap We shall lock the doors and slide the bolts again And rest easy here, for only peace remains

Lock the doors A villanelle form poem by Dawn Mclachlan Lock the doors, slide the bolts again Across the water far distant islands sleep Rest easy now for only peace remains The storm will rage turning enemy to friend Dark night shifts windows to mirrored keep As we lock the doors and slide the bolts again Our stories dark with Memory's sanguine stain Thoughts of those we lost to endless sleep Can we rest easy now where only peace remains? At hearth and home we draw out such wraiths With restless dreams of towering mountains steep We lock the doors and slide the bolts again Come rest with me, we'll talk through the pain And softly dwell upon the loves we made to weep But rest easy now, for only peace remains With the air too thick with souls that creep And long fireside shadows that dance and leap We shall lock the doors and slide the bolts again And rest easy here, for only peace remains

A #FridayPoem for the #poemsabout prompt of #lockeddoors
This time a #villanelle I really enjoy working in this form.
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
Hope you like it.
#poetry #poetsofbluesky #PoemAltText #AltText #poems

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Dawn McLachlan
Dawn McLachlan
@deemclachlan.bsky.social
4 months ago
Ghosts by Dawn Mclachlan The dead return on stealthy feet and in the quiet ways Not in the shrieks of myth Or the clanked chains of literature Not in spectral bloodied cloth And creaks of floor They require neither season nor reason Instead they appear in the watch unwound The drawer jammed by a rusted penknife They rise from a homeless key And a half- remembered phone number They tumble from yellowed photo albums slipping from unused tools in spider-webbed racks They linger in restless moments passing through childhood towns They surprise us in the expression of a child Or the saying of a friend They return not in the fearful dread But in the sorrowful silence Or in a distant song that snatches breath And brings an unexpected smile

Ghosts by Dawn Mclachlan The dead return on stealthy feet and in the quiet ways Not in the shrieks of myth Or the clanked chains of literature Not in spectral bloodied cloth And creaks of floor They require neither season nor reason Instead they appear in the watch unwound The drawer jammed by a rusted penknife They rise from a homeless key And a half- remembered phone number They tumble from yellowed photo albums slipping from unused tools in spider-webbed racks They linger in restless moments passing through childhood towns They surprise us in the expression of a child Or the saying of a friend They return not in the fearful dread But in the sorrowful silence Or in a distant song that snatches breath And brings an unexpected smile

Time for another #Fridaypoem
#poemsabout #poetry #poemsonbluesky #poetrycommunity #poetrysociety #poemsaboutlife #funeralpoetry #poemsaboutgrief #PoemAltText #AltText

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Dawn McLachlan
Dawn McLachlan
@deemclachlan.bsky.social
4 months ago
Harm by Dawn Mclachlan I didn’t recognise these wounds their depth deep their cause subtle But years later tattooist ink replacing the lace of silvered lines I remembered ruby jewels worn in secret and thought of you

Harm by Dawn Mclachlan I didn’t recognise these wounds their depth deep their cause subtle But years later tattooist ink replacing the lace of silvered lines I remembered ruby jewels worn in secret and thought of you

A #Fridaypoem for the @thebrokenspine.co.uk #poemsabout prompt #blood
Thank you #poetrycommunity as always.
#poems #poetry #PoemAltText #AltText #poemsaboutlife

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Jill Turner
Jill Turner
@jillhturner.bsky.social
4 months ago

Rug Rat by Robin Ince

The joy of being in the now 📖

#poemAltText #usealttext #poetrycommunity #poetsofbluesky #poetryforall

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Dawn McLachlan
Dawn McLachlan
@deemclachlan.bsky.social
4 months ago
Promises by Dawn McLachlan I came back for you And searched the ways of a child In the meanders of the river Where the pools ran deep and cold To where we dreamed of flying Down hills pitted with barbs Among the hollowed trees I walked with crooked gait The paths where I once flowed In the vastness of memory A place so shrunken now And hoped to rescue you still I dreamed I walked with you a while And silvered all the fading scars As if a bright constellation newly fallen All yearning scattered like dust In time I took a different turn The long road curved away and I lost you I promised to come back for you But relieved, I found you gone

Promises by Dawn McLachlan I came back for you And searched the ways of a child In the meanders of the river Where the pools ran deep and cold To where we dreamed of flying Down hills pitted with barbs Among the hollowed trees I walked with crooked gait The paths where I once flowed In the vastness of memory A place so shrunken now And hoped to rescue you still I dreamed I walked with you a while And silvered all the fading scars As if a bright constellation newly fallen All yearning scattered like dust In time I took a different turn The long road curved away and I lost you I promised to come back for you But relieved, I found you gone

Time for another #FridayPoem
This one for the #poemsabout prompt #breakthemould
Thanks to @karenpgonzalez.bsky.social for overseeing and @thebrokenspine.co.uk as always. Love to all the #poetrycommunity
#poets #poemAltText #usealttext #poetry #poetsofbluesky #poems #poetryforall

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Dawn McLachlan
Dawn McLachlan
@deemclachlan.bsky.social
5 months ago
Pareidolia By Dawn McLachlan We threw our wishes into holes in the ground And fast flowing rivers Coins dropped into wet darkness Warmed by fervent hope And tumbled over faces in the stones In clouds we saw the lost The longed for And angelic outreach In the sacred spaces Candles lit with prayers And blown out with fingers crossed Sticky with sugar wrapped sentiment And rules to tell no one We wrote our lists to things of myth For a different time A different place Where wishes were horses And distant planets stared back at us Our desire to see Jesus in the toast When all we had was burnt bread

Pareidolia By Dawn McLachlan We threw our wishes into holes in the ground And fast flowing rivers Coins dropped into wet darkness Warmed by fervent hope And tumbled over faces in the stones In clouds we saw the lost The longed for And angelic outreach In the sacred spaces Candles lit with prayers And blown out with fingers crossed Sticky with sugar wrapped sentiment And rules to tell no one We wrote our lists to things of myth For a different time A different place Where wishes were horses And distant planets stared back at us Our desire to see Jesus in the toast When all we had was burnt bread

Time for another #FridayPoem

#poetrycommunity #poemsabout #poetlife #poetsofbluesky #PoemAltText #poemsaboutlife

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Dawn McLachlan
Dawn McLachlan
@deemclachlan.bsky.social
5 months ago
Wear the Gloves by Dawn McLachlan In those muddled days after When all was opened doors And emptied drawers I remember them Butter-soft and finest leather Stitching like the whisper of the needle Wrapped still in silvered tissue Faded tags of festive gifting Unworn Saved for a "best" too late to know So if you think me too showy With misplaced colours and gaudy cloth Fine jewellery worn for no good reason It is because I have learned to Wear the damn gloves

Wear the Gloves by Dawn McLachlan In those muddled days after When all was opened doors And emptied drawers I remember them Butter-soft and finest leather Stitching like the whisper of the needle Wrapped still in silvered tissue Faded tags of festive gifting Unworn Saved for a "best" too late to know So if you think me too showy With misplaced colours and gaudy cloth Fine jewellery worn for no good reason It is because I have learned to Wear the damn gloves

Time for another #poemsabout day and the theme this week is #ImperfectMe
Thanks to @alanparrywriter.co.uk and @thebrokenspine.co.uk as always and everyone sharing and supporting #poets
#poetrycommunity #poemalttext #poetry #poems

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Dawn McLachlan
Dawn McLachlan
@deemclachlan.bsky.social
5 months ago
Mannequins By Dawn McLachlan She thinks of them as mannequins Lined up Nameless Cold and still Too many to count Beyond the rope-stitched canvas She can see rows of them With their hideous labels She thinks of them as mannequins Because to say "shroud" Is to drown in grief

Mannequins By Dawn McLachlan She thinks of them as mannequins Lined up Nameless Cold and still Too many to count Beyond the rope-stitched canvas She can see rows of them With their hideous labels She thinks of them as mannequins Because to say "shroud" Is to drown in grief

This week’s #poemsabout prompt is #mannequin
Due to illness my poem is short and dark from fever dreams and the news.
@thebrokenspine.co.uk @thepaulconnolly.bsky.social #poemalttext #UseAltText #poetrysociety #poetsonbluesky #poemsforpeace

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Dawn McLachlan
Dawn McLachlan
@deemclachlan.bsky.social
5 months ago
Ophelia By Dawn McLachlan What were her last thoughts On willow breaking And the cold embrace of water Was the rue still clutched In the barest of fingers In her decline did she grasp the branch Or just welcome the fall And watch the black birds spin In pinked air above their roost Holding back from the last landing of the day. Caught in their great maelstrom of avian conversation Did she watch the trees, their crowns shy Tapping tips lightly in the breeze Like stilted lovers Branches dutifully stitched by nuthatch needle beak Jewelled with the flash of princely goldcrest crown Threaded with wren song that ached the heart Forest gossamer webbed with evening mist Silvering the boughs with fragile chains And the ghosts of remembrance hanging As fresh as cut herbs

Ophelia By Dawn McLachlan What were her last thoughts On willow breaking And the cold embrace of water Was the rue still clutched In the barest of fingers In her decline did she grasp the branch Or just welcome the fall And watch the black birds spin In pinked air above their roost Holding back from the last landing of the day. Caught in their great maelstrom of avian conversation Did she watch the trees, their crowns shy Tapping tips lightly in the breeze Like stilted lovers Branches dutifully stitched by nuthatch needle beak Jewelled with the flash of princely goldcrest crown Threaded with wren song that ached the heart Forest gossamer webbed with evening mist Silvering the boughs with fragile chains And the ghosts of remembrance hanging As fresh as cut herbs

Time for another #FridayPoem

#naturepoems #ophelia #poetry #poems #poetsofbluesky #poemalttext #poemsabout #poemsaboutlife

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Dawn McLachlan
Dawn McLachlan
@deemclachlan.bsky.social
5 months ago
Protect and Survive By Dawn McLachlan I still remember what the underside of my school desk looked like Counting the pocks of dried gum to get through the drill and the sound of the siren four minute warning I wasn't sure I could spell everyone's name If I needed to write tags for their toes The leaflet didn't say How long would it take to lose my hair Or my teeth That winter I was jealous of the kids with thick coats That looked as they could hold back fallout If we laid down in ditches To wait for an all clear That might never come

Protect and Survive By Dawn McLachlan I still remember what the underside of my school desk looked like Counting the pocks of dried gum to get through the drill and the sound of the siren four minute warning I wasn't sure I could spell everyone's name If I needed to write tags for their toes The leaflet didn't say How long would it take to lose my hair Or my teeth That winter I was jealous of the kids with thick coats That looked as they could hold back fallout If we laid down in ditches To wait for an all clear That might never come

Showing my age for #PoemsAbout #NeverAgain

Huge thanks to @thebrokenspine.co.uk and @alanparrywriter.co.uk for this wonderful prompt every week that keep us pushing words around.
(Alt Text on the image) #poetlife #poetrycommunity #PoemAltText #poetsofbluesky #poetrymatters #poetryforall

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Dawn McLachlan
Dawn McLachlan
@deemclachlan.bsky.social
5 months ago
For Rest By Dawn McLachlan I will wait Where the moss springs soft And the great roots wind Beneath the sodden dark earth Holding the memory of Time I will take my seat in the dwindling light And draw in the brambled breath of the forest While blurred day spreads its liquid touch To jewel leaf and branch In the fading moments I will wait until the darkness falls And we can walk on together

For Rest By Dawn McLachlan I will wait Where the moss springs soft And the great roots wind Beneath the sodden dark earth Holding the memory of Time I will take my seat in the dwindling light And draw in the brambled breath of the forest While blurred day spreads its liquid touch To jewel leaf and branch In the fading moments I will wait until the darkness falls And we can walk on together

A #FridayPoem written in a forest for #ForestFriday

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Dawn McLachlan
Dawn McLachlan
@deemclachlan.bsky.social
5 months ago
The words of the poem are written to form the shape of a full moon Moon Dance by Dawn McLachlan One bright silver apple hangs in the sky and I am caught in a glow casting the shadows like magic, turning the darkness into a glittered light that lifts our cold souls We are bathed in this lunar spell together your hand in mine in the crisp night air as moths we spiral, whirl and dance lost in the moment and the moonlight

The words of the poem are written to form the shape of a full moon Moon Dance by Dawn McLachlan One bright silver apple hangs in the sky and I am caught in a glow casting the shadows like magic, turning the darkness into a glittered light that lifts our cold souls We are bathed in this lunar spell together your hand in mine in the crisp night air as moths we spiral, whirl and dance lost in the moment and the moonlight

The blue and starry cover of the book mentioned in the OP

The blue and starry cover of the book mentioned in the OP

For #poemsabout #silentplanet this week I’m resharing a shape poem first published in Space - a poetry book celebrating the 350th year of the Royal Observatory Greenwich. Published by @panmacmillan.bsky.social June 2025

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Dawn McLachlan
Dawn McLachlan
@deemclachlan.bsky.social
6 months ago
Phthalo Blue by Dawn McLachlan I think I must have known all along Because in that long winter night When the air prickled with new possibilities I felt a cool rush chase the breath from my lungs Beneath a chandeliered sky Hushed by the whisper of the tides I stepped forward and reached out into the blue

Phthalo Blue by Dawn McLachlan I think I must have known all along Because in that long winter night When the air prickled with new possibilities I felt a cool rush chase the breath from my lungs Beneath a chandeliered sky Hushed by the whisper of the tides I stepped forward and reached out into the blue

New and improved #Fridaypoem for #poemsabout #chandeliers

This one with the title spelled correctly (sigh).
The background to this poem is a painting of my own of a night sea horizon using a single colour. Phthalo blue, oil on canvas.

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Dawn McLachlan
Dawn McLachlan
@deemclachlan.bsky.social
6 months ago
Pthalo Blue by Dawn McLachlan I think I must have known all along Because in that long winter night When the air prickled with new possibilities I felt a cool rush chase the breath from my lungs Beneath a chandeliered sky Hushed by the whisper of the tides I stepped forward and reached out into the blue ***** The poem is white upon a background image of deep blue night sky and sea painted by the author. Oil on canvas.

Pthalo Blue by Dawn McLachlan I think I must have known all along Because in that long winter night When the air prickled with new possibilities I felt a cool rush chase the breath from my lungs Beneath a chandeliered sky Hushed by the whisper of the tides I stepped forward and reached out into the blue ***** The poem is white upon a background image of deep blue night sky and sea painted by the author. Oil on canvas.

A #FridayPoem for #poemsabout #chandeliers

The background image this week is my own painting of the same name as the poem.
Phthalo Blue

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Dawn McLachlan
Dawn McLachlan
@deemclachlan.bsky.social
7 months ago
Video

Today’s #FridayPoem
The Wrong Side of History
#poemsabout #ceasefire
Words ©️Dawn McLachlan
All images ©️Jeff Pitcher - used with kind permission @pitcherpost.bsky.social
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