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FizzytwizlerAllsortsOfAllsorts
@fizzytwizler.bsky.social
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Poet/author/writer, published multi anthologies Multi genre ©️horror my love🖤
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FizzytwizlerAllsortsOfAllsorts @fizzytwizler.bsky.social · 1d
No longer #relevent
Are the seasons all four

If it rains it rains
If it shines sun it shines sun

Colourless are the snowflakes
Dead brown the leaves

I don’t care
My pockets are flooded
With rainbows

#vss365
fizzytwizler.bsky.social
Love is more than words
More than the number
Of rose petals in a bunch

Love isn’t #hard
When you understand
The language of your heart

#emoetry
November 24, 2025 at 4:25 PM
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bithipaulauthor.bsky.social
the stream of my thoughts
flows over reality
touching fantasy

they seem #relevant to me
as I compose stories

if you're trying to find truth in them
be forewarned
I'm a writer
hence a professional liar
I mean a dreamer
I dream of influencing the world
one story at a time
#vss365
November 24, 2025 at 2:02 PM
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rachelnewcombe8.bsky.social
Worries
Mount
Questioning
Everything
Figuring
Out
What's
Relevant

#vss365 #relevant
November 24, 2025 at 2:10 PM
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quantumfairy.bsky.social
#vss365 “Stop donkey,” the Holly and Ivy bush said. “What do you offer to rest in my shade?”

“Offer?” Donkey replied. “Well, my ancestors were at Starshine. I can tell you about things that Were, things of Now, and things that Will Be.”

“Enter my shade, donkey, and tell me the #relevant stories.”
November 24, 2025 at 2:13 PM
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dylankussman.bsky.social
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elm tree leaf drifting
relevant to time and place
destiny fulfilled

#vss365 #haiku
November 24, 2025 at 2:16 PM
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#vss365

"I swear to you, we cannot squeeze another one in!"
"Oh, come on, this is #achievable! Today is #sardine day, at least on this side of the pound."
"We've gotta give it to you, Yanks, to have a national day for everything."
November 24, 2025 at 2:19 PM
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katemachon.bsky.social
'The #relevant behaviour, Pixie, is to be supportive of my harp playing endeavours. You're meant to smile & clap, or commiserate if the recital doesn't go as planned. You're not meant to join in the booing, & definitely not hand out rotten tomatoes for throwing!'
Giggle.
#vss365
November 24, 2025 at 2:19 PM
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ewiggins66.bsky.social
#vss365

Your body
Your clothes
Your hairstyle
Is it #relevant
To my loving you
Do I need to witness
Your pride
Or greed
Or laziness
To admire
Your kindness
And gentleness
Can my heart
Not see
As well
As my eyes
November 24, 2025 at 2:19 PM
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donaldkovach.bsky.social
A story I'm working on:
Grandma McAllen’s glass clown gave me the creeps every time I walked past it in her living room. I’d have avoided it all together, but you had to pass it from the den, where the TV was, to the bathroom, where all the pop and iced tea you drank had to be returned for deposit.
November 23, 2025 at 8:31 PM
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charlyannd.bsky.social
A #giggly cashier ringing up my stuff
chatting with another
as if not slow enough
seems there is a new guy
stocks shelves & sweeps the floor
heard them call him Pee Wee
then they giggled even more
so with my order finished, I said thank you dear
I could use a hand
is my son Pee Wee here?

#emoetry
November 23, 2025 at 4:01 PM
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charlyannd.bsky.social
Your Nan, your Grandma
your whatever u called her
#giggles & #tenderness
if mom or dad hollered
her #absence laid heavy
your first taste of grief
goodby knitted scarfs
& Sunday's roast beef
roots hunker as the tree grows taller
your Nan your Grandma
your whatever u called her
#emoetry
#SenseWords
November 23, 2025 at 4:24 PM
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hmr1985az.bsky.social
#PoetryCommunity #WritingCommunity #PoetsOfBlueSky #WritersOfBlueSky
#OurPoetryX - Lyrics to Life
#vss365 - Achievable
#emoetry - Giggly
November 23, 2025 at 4:41 PM
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daveashleypoet.bsky.social
#giggly #emoetry # poem #bedroomeyesprompt #hopesanddreams #blueSkyRelay #wave #madrigal
@oldsoulprose.bsky.social
@knickersnpearls.bsky.social
November 23, 2025 at 5:02 PM
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metalreverie.bsky.social
I miss you
and your gorgeous smile,
how it brightened
the vast void in me.

My #giggly gentleman,
so gregarious—
yet your rare spirit
grew sentimental
for small flowers
that housed ladybugs
and fed the bees.

You are no longer
in the physical,
but I feel you in the breeze.

#emoetry #poem #poetry
November 23, 2025 at 7:24 PM
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fhpowellwriter.bsky.social
#emoetry #educated
November 23, 2025 at 7:29 PM
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stacebot.bsky.social
I would like to blame this in its entirety on @mwplovesmusic.bsky.social and the word #giggly.

#Emoetry
@fafo-poets-society.bsky.social‬

#wave
@karla-eu.bsky.social
#BlueSkyRelay @blueskyrelay.bsky.social

All apologies to @thetragicallyhip.bsky.social #TheTragicallyHip for the ocean line.
like small caged animals i’m trying to write and nothing comes out-- nothing but words about the dark. i think about words. giggly. jiggly. jingle-jangely. turning this, strangely, into a dangerous story about chickens and eggs. no. stop. delete it. draw a map to the house where you lived when you broke up with your 8th-grade boyfriend. you’re not the ocean, you shouted out the passenger window of a car someone stole from the lot near the station. wave. waves was a good song by someone in the early 2000s. does anyone remember that? pinch poke. pushing against the stream. where did this thread go? anyway that ocean line is from a song i didn’t even know until years later. so who knows what i actually said. chickens and eggs. somebody always lies first.
November 23, 2025 at 8:00 PM
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jakobgamertsfelder.bsky.social
#emoetry #giggly

I phone a family relative
Each and every night
Well, that's not quite true I guess
It's more than every second night
Not sure what the fractions are on phone calls
Their favored pastime on UK TV
Watching well behaved murder
Squiggly jiggly mayhem on a croquet lawn
Gets her giggly
November 23, 2025 at 11:37 PM
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yeehawpoems.bsky.social
#Giggly

I consider myself extremely lucky
to get to live a life I fill with laughter
even if sometimes it may be cynical
for example, using strange words like slaughter

#poetry #emoetry #Endecha
November 24, 2025 at 12:28 AM
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daletudgehumor.bsky.social
#Windy? I'll say. But there's no windier place than Boodle's card room on St. James's Street—particularly during the Michaelmas Rubber, notably on the evening they served beans au gratin with porcelet rôti, préparé dans le style des hommes distingués.

#emoetry #vss #writing #prose #poetry
November 24, 2025 at 2:03 AM
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bennske-urameshi.bsky.social
Double offering:

“in all of our moments..”

#Emoetry
This isn't a poem about you I'm surprised you haven't visited me, is all The way l've rehearsed us The way I live in the remembrance of you in all of our moments I just assumed it'd be hard to write of anything but what I wish we were Still I've never written a poem about you.. Lost I fear you've named me hard when really I was frozen Stuck And I know the difference makes no difference when all you felt from me was cold
November 24, 2025 at 5:30 AM
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whispers615.bsky.social
#vss365 #achievable
#vssdaily #tennis
#haikufeels #fade
#whistpr #dash
#blueskyrelay #wave
#emoetry #giggly
#ourpoetryx #lyricstolife
Felt this one more in the tune/ rhythm of a song I know. Poem stands on its own but if you'd like to hear the song too, have a listen! youtu.be/-5ETf54NjPk?...
Poem by @whispers615 that reads: I can hear it all. The rhythm of us, the music of Earth the lyrics of life: A dog’s favorite tennis ball, old and sloppy whistling through the air as he dashes behind. The crash of a wave on the seashore and a giggly small child who’s never seen it before. An applause for us all for an achievable journey, smiling in self-esteem as the ovation fades. I hear it all. The rhythm of us, the music of Earth the lyrics of life.
November 24, 2025 at 5:51 AM
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rayhourigan.bsky.social
Conditions were hard,
Brutal terrain of divorce,
It could have been worse.
#emoetry #hard #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity
@mwplovesmusic.bsky.social
November 24, 2025 at 6:53 AM
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robojesi.bsky.social
Things can be #hard
Before they get easy
But they do, eventually.
Practice, planning, and strength
All make the road ahead navigable
As does rest, love, patience
And good friends to walk with
So though this road is rough,
We walk in good company

#Poetry #Emoetry #PoetsOfBlueSky #PoetrySky
November 24, 2025 at 7:11 AM
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kingsraconteur.bsky.social
Flint nosed humans cry
when their base crimes are exposed.
Their tears, acidic.

#emoetry [hard] #haiku
November 24, 2025 at 8:18 AM
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telaranrhiod.bsky.social
In today’s vignette from Zhe’ra’s life, she’s on the run from witch hunters in the Italian mountains. Seeking escape, seeking to Newhouse she is.

#wordprompt
#writingcommunity

#VSS365 #Whistpr
#VSSMagic #vssdaily
#Emoetry #WIPSnips
#BlueSkyRelay #WeirdMicro

Prompts and full text in alt!
1 527 – reaching the coast Climbing across the Abruzzo mountains she hardly met anyone, managing to hide or occasionally jump through a portal to avoid people. News had still reached her though, of a brutal murder of a woman up in Würzburg. The poor woman had been found with a twisted spine. It made her so irate! She hadn’t encountered anyone, man, or woman, capable of connecting to the power. Not knowing where she was going yet was hard, she might catch a boat to Dubrovnik, or Durrës – or maybe even Corfu. She knew ships left Pescara regularly, all she had to do was get there. I had barely debuted in the high society of Rome too! She thought, making her even more angry. Glancing across a small valley she gazed across and created a portal, causing a tree to explode by the pressure! She dashed through and dusted herself off while she continued her journey, adjacent to the road, Coming to another steep drop she formed another portal to a clearing she could just make out a bit down the other side. Passing through she heard gasps. Turning around, she saw a couple with rackets in their hand as a small ball thumped on the grass. They play tennis, here? I thought it was a game for the royals in London, not here! Before they could say something, she formed another portal, just to the other side of the field where she could duck through some trees and get away. Better they think I was a trick of the light, not actually there! From behind the trees, she turned to see the men examine the spot she had stood. Too close. She walked down to the road, smelling the sea before she saw it. The warmth, the breeze; it felt almost like home. But she didn’t dare stay here. Once again, she was fleeing from persecution because of who she was. Except, this time it wasn’t because she loved a woman from a forbidden people. It was because of the power she had been granted by the Light, a very part of her. I need to avoid notice, avoid any for for relevance. Disappear, become someone e…
November 24, 2025 at 8:31 AM