Jo Monk
jomary10.bsky.social
Jo Monk
@jomary10.bsky.social
Seeker after beauty, joy and hope. Lover of cats, coffee, comedy, and small beauties. Easily distracted by sparkly things.
Well, this isn't terrifying at all...
19th century wooden “walking” doll with a wheel of eight legs ~ when costumed, the doll’s long dress would cover most of the leg mechanism, allowing the doll to “walk” when moving, while appearing to have only two legs at any one time www.theriaults.com/events/listi...
November 27, 2025 at 9:10 AM
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an autumn tree
its only decoration...
birdsong

#haiku
November 26, 2025 at 3:23 PM
First frost of the season, a thin layer of ice in P's old birdbath. #november
November 26, 2025 at 8:56 AM
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The German holidaye pastryes disappeared mysteriouslye --
Authorityes are prettye sure thei were

stollen
November 26, 2025 at 2:22 AM
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Nightingale's song was
Visible in tiny plumes
Of breath in the frost.
#DailyHaikuPrompt #Nightingale/Frost #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity
November 26, 2025 at 8:11 AM
Dancing weasels and snowflakes! GO, girl! @marymonkart.bsky.social
Hurrah it is Wednesday and the weasels are dancing! Today a bit of Simon and Garfunkel and hazy shade of winter for a chilly frosty morning here in Wales
Dance like a weasel you know you want to! #weaselwednesday
November 26, 2025 at 8:43 AM
November 25, 2025 at 5:29 PM
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The 25th of November is St Catherine's feast day.

"This isn't about God,
the stained-glass legends of broken wheels, the barrowload
of miracles, or the dinner-plate halo they will nail to your head.

Under the gospel,
the truth of it: woman answers back, ends up dead."

- Rosie Garland
November 25, 2025 at 9:53 AM
Some days grief's dull weight
Holds me under the surface
A rock in my chest

#haiku
November 25, 2025 at 11:10 AM
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We are nearing midwinter, the time the Lightbringers guard and return the light to us
If you are in need for a gift for someone who struggles in winter or a secret Santa gift, then consider one of my books. Story books for adults, gentle seasonal hope. Signed on my website or ask lovely bookshop
November 23, 2025 at 5:24 PM
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after the rain came
the sky lay down in the field
where the river was
November 22, 2025 at 8:03 PM
The alarm clock outside the bedroom window yesterday morning. Winter time views.
#forestfriday #sunrise #trees #sun #photography #eastcoastkin #winter
November 22, 2025 at 7:02 PM
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my favorite flower is forget-me-nots… so i beaded earrings that remind me of the field of flowers i spent the summer enjoying
November 22, 2025 at 2:05 AM
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🖼 Anne Pratt, C19th.
November 21, 2025 at 7:11 AM
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soft morning~
the mailbox wears
a little hat of snow

#haiku
November 21, 2025 at 6:46 AM
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frozen apricot sky~
snow falls
softly, softly

#haiku
November 21, 2025 at 7:22 AM
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the headlights’ cool gaze
simplifies these thorn hedges
flat as a stage set
November 20, 2025 at 10:42 PM
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she knits by lamplight /
each yarn loop a quiet tale /
warmth woven in words

#haikufeels
#yarn
#haiku
#prompt
November 18, 2025 at 4:05 PM
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‘Flowers’ - #RSThomas
(Between Here and Now, Macmillan)
#Blodau #Flowers
#Bardd #Barddoniaeth #Cerdd
#Poet #Poetry #Poem
November 19, 2025 at 8:08 AM
@marymonkart.bsky.social Cool dude weasels dancing to the Pet Shop Boys! You know what day it is......
Hurrah it is Wednesday and the weasels are dancing. Today a bit of Pet shop boys and it’s a sin.
Dance like a weasel you know you want to!
#weaselwednesday
November 19, 2025 at 10:21 AM
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“I am enclosing two tickets to the first night of my new play; bring a friend… if you have one.” — George Bernard Shaw to Winston Churchill

Churchill’s reply: “Cannot possibly attend first night; will attend second—if there is one.”
November 19, 2025 at 10:17 AM
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raking leaves ~
the wind and I can’t quite agree:
one for you, one for me…

#haiku #DailyHaikuPrompt (rake)
November 18, 2025 at 7:44 AM
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According to accounts by the monk Bede, Cuthbert would stand in the cold North Sea for prayer. When he would emerge, otters would come to the shore to warm his feet with their breath and fur. This led to him becoming the patron saint of otters.
Art my own.
#Folklore #Otter #Cuthbert #Art
November 16, 2025 at 12:28 PM
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Crushed by the weight of time
A feather is fossilised
into flightless stone

#haikufeels #crush #haiku #amwriting #writingcommunity
November 17, 2025 at 12:15 PM
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Marianne Stokes (British, 1855–1927). The Net Mender (1899-1900, oil on canvas).
November 17, 2025 at 7:58 AM