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Deborah Harvey Poetry 🪶
@deborahharvey.bsky.social
Bristolian. 6th collection, 'Love the Albatross', from Indigo Dreams Publishing. Letters after my name: BA, MA, AuDHD. She/her

https://theleapingword.com https://indigodreamspublishing.com/deborah-harvey
What a tender, life-affirming experience. Thank you, Andrea Gibson and Megan Falley ❤️ Can't recommend enough x
November 18, 2025 at 9:05 PM
November's Silver Street #Poetry is on Friday 28th, when our guests will be @chaucercameron.bsky.social & @helendewbery.bsky.social

Event runs from 12.30 - 2pm, entry £4 or what you can afford. Venue: St Stephen's Church off #Bristol City Centre. Wrap up warm & bring a (not epic) poem to share!
November 17, 2025 at 8:17 PM
PLEASE DON'T MAKE ME GO THERE
November 16, 2025 at 9:36 PM
Night after night of ultra-loud fireworks. This is my poor collie, Cwtch, hiding in an old airing cupboard. #fireworks #dogsofbluesky
November 8, 2025 at 7:28 PM
November 4, 2025 at 9:30 PM
Dragon's breath on the fields and down the lanes #Winterbourne #Bristol #autumn
October 23, 2025 at 6:18 PM
October 22, 2025 at 1:32 PM
Well, at least it's quite autumnal looking ... #bristol #love
October 18, 2025 at 2:53 PM
Join us at Silver Street #Poetry & #OpenMic on Friday 31st October, when our guest poet will be David Goldstein.

Our event runs from 12.30 - 2pm, with entry £4 or what you can afford. Venue is St Stephen's Church off #Bristol City Centre. Wrap up warm & be sure to bring a (not epic) poem to share!
October 17, 2025 at 1:49 PM
The evenings are drawing in #autumn #seasonalaffectivedisorder
October 11, 2025 at 9:46 PM
Happy UK Fungus Day!

Tentative IDs (clockwise): Beefsteak fungus, Black Bulgar, Earth Star, Dryad's Saddle, Amethyst Deceiver (I think), Turkey Tail

#ukfungusday #fungi
October 4, 2025 at 9:15 PM
Can't eat - or even contemplate - an orange without thinking of this poem by Brian Patten. RIP. 🍊💔 🍊
September 30, 2025 at 7:47 PM
'Well, hello, Mistress Squizzle with an acorn in yer gob'
September 22, 2025 at 7:12 PM
Before the thunderstorm #bristol
September 7, 2025 at 9:14 AM
Cwtch the Collie (the best girl there ever was) says Happy International Dog Day 2025 and why not give @niallharbison.bsky.social of Happy Doggo a follow?
August 26, 2025 at 2:44 PM
We only saw the notice prohibiting dogs during the summer months afterwards. Apologies to anyone we might have disturbed. #nodogsallowed
August 20, 2025 at 6:07 AM
Remembering Andi Langford-Woods, poet, who died yesterday. Organiser of Bristol Acoustic Night, and a pivotal member of the #bristolpoetrycommunity. I think it's safe to say we'll never forget you, Andi 🎇 🎇 🎇 #bristol #poetry #poetrycommunity
August 13, 2025 at 3:45 PM
‪Join us at Silver Street #Poetry & #OpenMic on Friday 29th August, when our guest poet is the extraordinary Daniel Richardson.

Our event runs from 12.30 - 2pm, with entry £4 or what you can afford. Venue is St Stephen's Church off #Bristol City Centre. Be sure to bring a (not epic) poem to share!
August 11, 2025 at 5:04 PM
Happiness is a warm dog on the Teignmouth and Shaldon ferry
August 4, 2025 at 7:41 AM
It's Rippon Tor. Haytor is to the right. You can see it, with Saddle Tor between them, from the Point in Teignmouth.
August 4, 2025 at 7:39 AM
Reading 'How the Worst Day of My Life Became the Best' by Andrea Gibson at today's Silver Street #poetry #openmic #spokenword #andreagibson
July 25, 2025 at 8:48 PM
Even the bird poo is beautiful in the woods right now, by which I mean purple and strangely glittery
July 21, 2025 at 12:21 PM
A wren feather, one inch long and beautiful
July 17, 2025 at 8:33 PM
A bit over-awed to be guest-poetting at Verbatim in Bishop’s Castle, Shropshire on Weds 30th July, in The Lab, just up the road from the Poetry Pharmacy. It's spacious & accessible, so if you’re local, come along with a poem to read. Start is 7.30pm; sign up for an open mic slot on the door #poetry
July 10, 2025 at 2:49 PM
So. One moment you're happy because the wood’s just given you another jay covert; then, moments later, on the other side of the river, you’re desolate because suddenly there’s too many.

(I need to point out our dog, Cwtch, is a gentle and caring spirit. Poor jay was like this when we got here.)
July 3, 2025 at 4:09 PM