We spend a lot of time on Twitter. (We’re Tweetspeak Poetry, after all.) In fact, we figure we read thousands of tweets every month. One of the things poetry and Twitter have in common (when done well) is an economy of words. When we see good Twitter poems, we stop and take notice. Here are 10 poetic tweets we enjoyed seeing recently.
1.
#haiku #micropoetry a leaf turns into a grasshopper then into the wind
— Coyote (@CoyoteSings) June 6, 2015
2.
two paths i take the one with butterflies #haiku #seizethepoem pic.twitter.com/nRmZG0QACg — Sandi Pray (@bigmax722) June 16, 2015
3.
the fences are high my garden smells of roses unfolding elsewhere #haiku
— Catherine Baker (@CatBake) June 10, 2015
4.
Postcard in my hand holding a tiny bit of France #5lines #micropoetry — Susie (@SusieAreYouOK) June 11, 2015
5.
Are you lonely, Orchid? I see your golden tongue speaking to the empty air. #HeartSoup #micropoetry pic.twitter.com/P9fxRliAhh
— Every Day Poems (@EDayPoems) June 10, 2015
6.
landing on the dandelion – white butterfly in low lying heat #tanka — Tzod Earf (@Ear2Earf) June 7, 2015
7.
after the rain a puddle filled with stars #haiku
— Paul David Mena (@pauldavidmena) June 15, 2015
8.
wilderness trail he wanders off the edge of his map #senryu — Dave Read (@AsSlimAsImBeing) June 12, 2015
9.
reading signs isn’t effortless winding road take me somewhere difficult to leave #5lines
— Tzod Earf (@Ear2Earf) June 15, 2015
10.
#haiku crescent moon growing old took no time at all — Eamonn T O’Neill (@nightslostsoul) June 13, 2015
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Maureen Doallas says
a leaf
then wind—
my empty hand
*
the moon wanders
somewhere a rain of stars
turns my path golden
*
after a rain, roses
a garden unfolding elsewhere—
fences are high
*
reading all the signs
took time
growing old isn’t effortless
*
the old map in a puddle
on the wilderness trail
you growing lonely
Bethany says
Lovely selections, thank you for sharing them here. I think Paul David Mena’s poem particularly drew me in.