Barico
njbarico.bsky.social
Barico
@njbarico.bsky.social
I'm into the arts, poetry, nature, science, good books and more.
#poem

the nighttime roar
of a wild sea
won't you come with me
and help me find
all the shattered pieces
of the moon
December 13, 2025 at 2:40 AM
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Barred Owl. Fabulous photo taken by Ashley Hockenberry in Southern Ontario, Canada 🦉 #Barred #owls #owl #barredowl #bird #birds #nature #ontario #canada #wildlife #canadian #wildlifephotography
December 11, 2025 at 9:51 PM
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December 11, 2025 at 3:15 PM
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O, let America be America again—
The land that never has been yet—
And yet must be—the land where everyman is free.
The land that’s mine—the poor man’s, Indian’s, Negro’s, ME—
Who made America,
Whose sweat & blood, whose faith and pain,
Must bring back our mighty dream again.
~ Langston Hughes 1935
December 12, 2025 at 12:25 AM
#短歌 #tanka

autumn wind
a little kid catches
all the falling leaves
and builds a pile
and jumps in
December 7, 2025 at 3:09 PM
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The Poetess Ono no Komachi, Shojo Shokado, 17, Cleveland Museum of Art: Japanese Art
November 28, 2025 at 4:58 PM
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lost in distraction

#3wordspoet #micropoetry
📷 pixabay | sethink
December 6, 2025 at 8:10 AM
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Good morning, BlueSky.

Happy Caturday - feeling zen. 🧘‍♀️
December 6, 2025 at 2:53 PM
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December 6, 2025 at 4:43 PM
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On the surface it's a gorgeous, hardscrabble Western, awash in stark landscapes, grubby faces, bar fights and banditry. But scratch away the grime, and you expose the pure, glitzy soap opera beneath. n.pr/4a1p8kD
'The Abandons' is a sudsy soap opera dressed up in spurs and a cowboy hat
On the surface it's a gorgeous, hardscrabble Western, awash in stark landscapes, grubby faces, bar fights and banditry. But scratch away the grime, and you expose the pure, glitzy soap opera beneath.
n.pr
December 6, 2025 at 7:34 PM
#俳句 #haiku #senryu #川柳

when no one is around
a snowman keeps warm
by doing yoga on the lawn
December 6, 2025 at 5:50 PM
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#DailyHaikuPrompt #haiku

silver moon—
my last coin
in the well
December 4, 2025 at 12:22 AM
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tanka weekly #poetry challenge

December 4, 2025

this week’s prompt:

apple (or fruit of choice)

write a tanka using prompt & include hashtag #TankaThursday

#TankaPoem #micropoetry

#tanka resources to develop your practice:

Tanka Society of America:
www.tankasocietyofamerica.org
Tanka Society of America
Welcome to the Tanka Society of America website. Here you can learn more about the society, its activities, and membership benefits. You can also learn more about our journal, Ribbons, our annual tank...
www.tankasocietyofamerica.org
December 3, 2025 at 4:51 PM
#短歌 #tanka #5lines #poem

only when
the moon is full
and cold
does it light the road
that takes you home
December 6, 2025 at 4:35 PM
#短歌 #tanka

looking for
the tree in me
a bird lands on my
outstretched hand
and begins to sing
December 6, 2025 at 4:28 PM
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Goodnight from Colorado 💙 💤
(Photo taken last night.)
#sky #clouds #sunset #photography
December 4, 2025 at 5:10 AM
#poet #5lines #veryshortstory

one day
a frog named me
poet of the moment
but the moment went quick
so now I'm just a poet
December 4, 2025 at 9:08 PM

I follow the scent
of someone
I used to know
until it takes me
to a poem
November 25, 2025 at 1:29 AM
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Monday’s #BirdOfTheDayTheme is #warblers— any warbler, else #yelloweyes— any bird with yellow eyes.

My choice is a Great Blue Heron
(Ardea herodias) seen recently at the
6 Mile Cypress Slough Preserve Park
in Ft Meyers, Florida on 10-14-25

#birds #photography #EastCoastKin #birding #BlueSkyMonday
November 24, 2025 at 9:02 AM
#poem #veryshortstory

a moo
from a black cow
and a caw from an old crow
meet in the darkening sky
and understand
each other
November 24, 2025 at 2:58 PM
#短歌 #tanka

somehow
the wave in me
breaks free
and takes my poems
to unknown shores
November 24, 2025 at 2:50 PM
#poem #lostpoem #foundpoem

one night
I found a stray poem
hungry, looking lost and
wandering in an alley

I fed it, brought it home,
taught it a few tricks
and now it follows me
wherever I roam
November 24, 2025 at 3:14 AM
#poem #veryshortstory

one day
a man grew old
and could no longer climb
his favorite mountain
so the mountain grew wings
and learned to fly
and now comes to the man
November 24, 2025 at 3:05 AM