Martina Matijević

A haibun for #PoemsAbout #Hollow @thebrokenspine.co.uk

Happy Monday! Our prompts for this month are all borrow words! Tag #PJSenryu and we’ll retweet your poems. Today’s prompt: Sugar Casual reminder that submissions are open! #writingprompts #poetryprompts #WritingCommunity

SPREAD. THE. WORD. One week left to submit your senryu to Prune Juice Journal! prunejuicesenryu.com/submissions/

Here we go #PoemsAbout #Hollow @thebrokenspine.co.uk I think of this as a posthumous collaboration with my good friend Ward who passed a few years ago. Also attached is a screenshot of a typical late night conversation. I still don’t know if he was messing or serious.

A piece for #PoemsAbout #Hollow @thebrokenspine.co.uk #poetry

watercolor river his boat churns the surface #haiku

autumn sky the fishhook catches its reflection #haiku

I'm in love.

autumn sky time has stopped for just an hour I wrap myself in breeze speaking only in gusts #tanka #TankaThursday #heal

Thrilled to be a part of Mushroom Rain's Issue 2 (mushroomrain.org/issue-2/)! Elizabeth Jo has put together an exceptional issue, especially since it marks Farah's debut in the journal with "losing you i seek refuge in the leaf litter." @farahauthor.bsky.social

This made my day ☺️ Thank you @wolftwinthomas.bsky.social

Enchanted Garden Haiku Journal

bedridden grandpa care equally divided among no one

@thebrokenspine.co.uk #PoemsAbout #Bites I tried. As much as a woman with a stomach ache on a Friday afternoon can. I will be reading the rest later.

@tregallery.com It’s been quite a long time since I’ve enjoyed a selection of haiku this much. ♥️♥️♥️

Oh yeah, a big shout out to #PoemsAbout poet, @vientoverde.bsky.social, who made frogpondfriday on FB. I am also in issue 49.2!!! I hope they post my ku someday! I think I sense some #rot in there, too!!!

A not-so-long-ago quarrel and the fact that @thebrokenspine.co.uk is looking for #PoemsAbout #Rot made me write an experimental #haibun. Happy Friday! Cheers!

whilst America sleeps; it’s oh so quiet here in the blue #Monoku #Monokupoetry

A haibun up at Heliosparrow Poetry Journal:

Now that I've seen @bundtkake.bsky.social has announced their inclusion, I also just wanna say AHHHHHHHH I was accepted for I Smell Toast too!! This is my cake topper for the month, thank you, thank you, thank you!!

Genocide is not a relative term.

I need voters who can use their own brains and judgment.

his war story a new tablecloth wrinkle with each pivot

abandoned house the wind greets me instead

autumn sky adding more stars her gown

#poem trying to catch a yellow leaf before it turns into a butterfly

Joanna Ashwell, holy mother. It's been quite a long time since I was this struck by a poem before. It reminds me of healing during therapy.

storm wind changing the direction of my thoughts #haiku #poetry

Si muero, dejad el balcón abierto. El niño come naranjas. (Desde mi balcón lo veo). El segador siega el trigo. (Desde mi balcón lo siento). ¡Si muero, dejad el balcón abierto! Federico García Lorca 18 de agosto 1936 - 18 de agosto 2026 #inolvidable 💔

fever forgive me I need water

artificial satellites circling around me the how-are-yous

ninth planet the friends finally count me out

ceiling stickers I arrange them into a new sky

inexperienced sunlight I plant the seeds too shallow

winter time I sleep in constellations

first math lesson grandpa shows me how to count stars #haiku #senryu

A natural and understated performer, Steve McQueen became the “King of Cool” and one of the world’s most enduring and popular actors. See some of his greatest performances today during #SummerUnderTheStars.

This time, it's the White House that steps out to the rhythm of a conga beat. My hommage to one of the best Looney Tunes sketches. share.google/LRRiXbkH6Wtp...

At the speakeasy, what if this cuckoo's heart still remembers the password, but it's too crowded to find you?

dark matter the "I love you" I left unsaid

at sunset grandpa rides his horse — d l e i f a o R o t h k

The perks of being a writer. Especially when it’s a poem about another person. I knew that by the time the poem would be published, I would be in a much better place than I was after the farewell. Then I said to myself, “Poetry is a unique type of testament to what one has gone through.”

I made a new friend today and took a picture as proof. 🦔

cast in shadow

wheat harvest father creates a chaff g a l a y x