Jo Eden
@joeden1.bsky.social
I am a writer, singer-songwriter, artist, local history lover, lover of science.
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You are outside beached
I am inside safe
soft body bag squeezed
in a crevice
rubber suckered skin
arms touch-tasting
rippling colour
And I found you
an alien species
new to me
2/2
I am inside safe
soft body bag squeezed
in a crevice
rubber suckered skin
arms touch-tasting
rippling colour
And I found you
an alien species
new to me
2/2
January 15, 2025 at 5:23 PM
You are outside beached
I am inside safe
soft body bag squeezed
in a crevice
rubber suckered skin
arms touch-tasting
rippling colour
And I found you
an alien species
new to me
2/2
I am inside safe
soft body bag squeezed
in a crevice
rubber suckered skin
arms touch-tasting
rippling colour
And I found you
an alien species
new to me
2/2
Yes I do miss my little English woodland
yet I still ramble there.
4/4
yet I still ramble there.
4/4
January 6, 2025 at 12:01 PM
Yes I do miss my little English woodland
yet I still ramble there.
4/4
yet I still ramble there.
4/4
Marvelling at coiled croziers uncurling
fiddleheads unfurling
born neither from seed nor flower
but fast-grown in hours.
Seeking wood brush crowns
starred with maidenhair hearts
lady's feathers, deer fern darts
and straps of hart's tongue by streams
mystical in moss.
3/4
fiddleheads unfurling
born neither from seed nor flower
but fast-grown in hours.
Seeking wood brush crowns
starred with maidenhair hearts
lady's feathers, deer fern darts
and straps of hart's tongue by streams
mystical in moss.
3/4
January 6, 2025 at 12:01 PM
Marvelling at coiled croziers uncurling
fiddleheads unfurling
born neither from seed nor flower
but fast-grown in hours.
Seeking wood brush crowns
starred with maidenhair hearts
lady's feathers, deer fern darts
and straps of hart's tongue by streams
mystical in moss.
3/4
fiddleheads unfurling
born neither from seed nor flower
but fast-grown in hours.
Seeking wood brush crowns
starred with maidenhair hearts
lady's feathers, deer fern darts
and straps of hart's tongue by streams
mystical in moss.
3/4
And spritzed in scents, bending close,
my magnifying lens in hand
to nose out tiny primal survivors,
Picking a pinnate leaf
patterned to a universal geometry
to trace a line of minute red spores.
2/4
my magnifying lens in hand
to nose out tiny primal survivors,
Picking a pinnate leaf
patterned to a universal geometry
to trace a line of minute red spores.
2/4
January 6, 2025 at 12:01 PM
And spritzed in scents, bending close,
my magnifying lens in hand
to nose out tiny primal survivors,
Picking a pinnate leaf
patterned to a universal geometry
to trace a line of minute red spores.
2/4
my magnifying lens in hand
to nose out tiny primal survivors,
Picking a pinnate leaf
patterned to a universal geometry
to trace a line of minute red spores.
2/4
2/2
Fusillades of birds still chase
in a scintillating race
with one split second to seize a spark
or feel a salt-slap snap then dark.
Sometimes silver fishes fly
Sometimes silver seas run dry.
Fusillades of birds still chase
in a scintillating race
with one split second to seize a spark
or feel a salt-slap snap then dark.
Sometimes silver fishes fly
Sometimes silver seas run dry.
January 1, 2025 at 1:34 PM
2/2
Fusillades of birds still chase
in a scintillating race
with one split second to seize a spark
or feel a salt-slap snap then dark.
Sometimes silver fishes fly
Sometimes silver seas run dry.
Fusillades of birds still chase
in a scintillating race
with one split second to seize a spark
or feel a salt-slap snap then dark.
Sometimes silver fishes fly
Sometimes silver seas run dry.
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December 24, 2024 at 1:57 PM
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