Ash & Ink
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Chapter historian/steward Antifa local lodge 313. I will stand in the way. I promise. Malignant poet.
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bundtkake.bsky.social
I like the way you think!
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mwplovesmusic.bsky.social
Welcome to
the opium pageant,
eyes are vacant sockets,
#insomnia exchanged
for infinite dreaming,
and addiction
brings you to your #knees,
living in a world
you always have to escape

#weirdmicro #firewords280 #inkMine #vssdaily #poetry
bundtkake.bsky.social
#poetry #resist #poem #antifa
#portland #chicago #fdjt

No prompt, just how I am feeling in a messy overly free verse rambling poem, because that is how I #write now 😁

Being Anti-fascist isn't an insult by the way. It isn't a bad thing.
Frogs and fronts

I won't look at my children
And believe we lost already.
I won't look at my battle tested friends
And believe we lost already.
I won't believe it.
Frogs dancing in pepper spray, 
Neighbors throwing themselves in harms way against masked bigots and small hearts!
So, I won't believe it.  I won't cosign a loss
Not today, and not for many tomorrows.
We need to do more, yes. We need to unite a front. We need to carry as many banners as we need.  One does not fly higher than the next. 
Trans lives are beautiful and they matter.
No one is illegal, people need help when they need it. 
Genocide is unacceptable in any form or it's perpetrator.
Jesus isn't their image. They certainly are not his. 
Love is love, and Love is a gift not a flaw,
I won't believe we lost already because
Art is a weapon which makes all the poets, painters, and everyone who creates joy, a warrior. 
I believe in us.
bundtkake.bsky.social
Thank you so very much! 🙏
bundtkake.bsky.social
🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🖊️👍
bundtkake.bsky.social
Time for an #Autumn evening firepit. A little spooky to make sure I stay on brand!
Skull in a firepit Skull in a fire pit
bundtkake.bsky.social
Thank you! I appreciate the feedback! 🙏
bundtkake.bsky.social
Welp, freezer space is now needed for other things. Guess I gotta drink all these lol

#ghostbusters #ectocooler

Probably gonna die
Two packs of LONG frozen EctoCooler
bundtkake.bsky.social
Excellent!! 'Lament' is my overall favorite
bundtkake.bsky.social
Thank you so kindly for the feedback!! 🙏🙏
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thedevilstuna.bsky.social
Here's my downbeat effort for such an upbeat word

#vss365

Verve Averse

verve
lurks,
lumps of shine
glaring,
teeth points shArdened

I
sl
um
p,
hands empty,
spine soft,
in fear
of the
pouNCE.

#verve
#poetrycommunity
#writerscommunity
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mwplovesmusic.bsky.social
I did a second poem for #poemsabout because I wasn’t totally in love with the first one #poetry #domesticviokenceawareness

@alanparrywriter.co.uk
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anntigone.bsky.social
Lying in satisfied
silence as we
"smoke cigarettes"—
old Hollywood
movie code to keep
the censors happy,
hair as disheveled
as my sense of self,
responsibilities
trapped in
ruffled bedsheets,
wondering if I should
have said "no"
when he asked
if I needed anything.

#BedroomEyesPrompt
#Ishouldhave
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rayhourigan.bsky.social
My contribution for #PoemsAbout #ImperfectMe, this is Flood..
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
rayhourigan.bsky.social
Flood.. #poetry #poem #writing #writingcommunity
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sonnetsmith.bsky.social
My contribution to #poemsabout #imperfectme
It's a piece that I've been meaning to write for a few weeks but never got round to it, so thank you
@alanparrywriter.co.uk @thebrokenspine.co.uk
For the push.

This is

Cracks In the Mirror

#poetry #blueskypoet #poem #mirror #identity #lost
It stares at me, from the other side of an empty room,
A face familiar, but still unrecognizable.
Silvered glass, which was not cracked last time I looked upon it
Now shattered into fragments, in each one an impostor. 

A thousand faces trapped within; not one is whom I seek,
It stares at me, from the other side of an empty room
And I stare back, wondering who this man before me is
The man with cracks that crawl across his myriad of masks. 

I know him not; I never have, but somehow he knows me
His crooked smiles, and weary eyes drill deep into my soul
He stares at me, from the other side of an empty room
From in between the cracks; a man I thought I used to know. 

Once upon a time I saw my own face in the mirror
A bright and beaming smile; that was who I'd always be,
But somehow I cant see him in the faces of the beast
That stares at me, from the other side of this still empty room.
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davidbirch.bsky.social
Thanks again @alanparrywriter.co.uk @thebrokenspine.co.uk for an excellent #PoemsAbout prompt #ImperfectMe. Here's a poem about the imperfection of yielding to hope over experience
bundtkake.bsky.social
I put this on yesterday, start to finish. Great choice.
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matt-guntrip-music.bsky.social
I’ve lost my faith in poetry, a personal experience, yet when I saw this brilliant prompt #imperfectme from @thebrokenspine.co.uk & host @alanparrywriter.co.uk it triggered something; so here’s a contribution. It opened it door & could start an avalanche; tread softly..

Je vous remercie
#poemsabout
Track

Another mistake
along the vinyl groove
destination certainty
as if the end will beat
a rhythmic slow-clap
to every personal error
the flawed shoe-string songs
squeezed out of economy-size mediocrity

Errors, meanness, naivety 
deficits of courage in adversity 
and a few words harvested
from barren rocky soil
too many degrees south 
of arable pasture

Matt Guntrip