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INK_John
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Stories in ink. Salt in my hair.
Writer | Author | Surfer | Trail Runner
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INK_John @intjohn.bsky.social · May 21
He sings to the stars,
hoping one will fall for him,
the sky is unmoved.

#DailyHaikuPrompt
The moon glows behind tall, bare trees at twilight. Its light veiled by soft clouds, casting a dreamy halo in a deepening blue sky.
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koelh.bsky.social
their faces
changed before their eyes—
the b a r e n e s s of their pain,
rock bottom
bitter truth,
parsimonious g e s t u r e s
in the depth of winter—
a l l u s i o n s of warmth
escaped them;
deeper
and deeper
in their minds—
they s i n k.

#poetry
November 26, 2025 at 2:26 PM
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joegarrity.bsky.social
Good morning, Bluesky! 🌞
Here's a Green Island sunrise over the Asia-Pacific, to begin your day.

My Portfolio:
portfolio.pixelfed.social/JoeGarrity

#landscapephotography #landscape #seascapephotography #seascape #naturephotography #nature #sunrise #taiwan #asia #photography
November 26, 2025 at 2:01 PM
intjohn.bsky.social
In Milton’s Paradise Lost,
Satan chooses freedom over kneeling
Eve chooses knowledge over ignorance
Adam chooses love for Eve over the garden

#Bookvember #BookSky #WriteSky #Books
woodenvelt.bsky.social Samantha Breaux @woodenvelt.bsky.social · 4d
Welcome to #Bookvember Day 22!

Follow the directions on the prompt card and discuss the tropes we love and hate.

#BookSky #WriteSky #Books #Authors #WritingCommunity
Bookvember, a book share prompt game for writers and readers by @woodenvelt.bsky.social Day 22: Share the book with your favorite hero/ heroine’s journey. What about their journey resonated with you? #Bookvember. Use alt text for images. Have fun and interact with others!
November 26, 2025 at 2:21 PM
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mryrjo.bsky.social
Like peaceful sounds best
The #hush of a morning spent
Wrapped in hot coffee.

#haikufeels
November 26, 2025 at 11:44 AM
intjohn.bsky.social
his breath bows to prayer,

she leans in, close enough to dare

Hush… you’re already whole

#HaikuFeels #hush #WIP
November 26, 2025 at 2:01 PM
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ecohesfordragons.bsky.social
#Poem #Writing #Poetry #BadPoet
Lil thread - 1/4

“Kindling Hearts”

Fair to middling,
built from kindling,
our deep lit hearts
were born.
From fragile sparks
in shadowed dark,
a quiet fire
was sworn.

1/4
An outline of a heart made out of flame
November 25, 2025 at 5:19 PM
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elysianeunoia17.bsky.social
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giants touch the sky
rooted deep, the silent trees
time's quiet struggle
nature's grace, man's towering might,
sharing ground in light and shade.

ー ©2025 ʍʀքʏ. ✍🏼

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#短歌 #tanka #unprompted
#micropoetry #amwriting
#urbanPoetry #WriteOn
#noiretblanc #ponders
#poetrycommunity
#WritingCommunity
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November 25, 2025 at 11:00 AM
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leebaileswriter.bsky.social
#vss365 Sometimes life was divine. Sometimes it was hell. The difference was a divine razor edge and a punched ticket. With only one chance to sway the balance and buy more #time.
Few who embarked the soul train knew to which destination they would be forced to disembark....
A screenshot of a long skeet draft. It reads: "#vss365 Sometimes life was divine. Sometimes it was hell. The difference was a divine razor edge and a punched ticket. With only one chance to sway the balance and buy more #time. Few who embarked the soul train knew to which destination they would be forced to disembark. Though the conductor knew. Always, as his one unpatched eye fixed on you. He could be tempted to allow you to ride a few extra stops, for the price of your story. The only thing he asked was that you spare no details and you make it a good one. Because it will be your last. No one rides for free."
November 25, 2025 at 8:30 AM
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jangoeswriting.bsky.social
#Timed quests. One of the banes of Rory’s gameplaying existence because, even though they meant nothing in the grand scheme of things, they always made Rory’s heart race and he wasn’t entirely certain his heart could cope.

And he got distracted easy, seeing chests to unlock and stuff.

#vss365
November 25, 2025 at 9:20 AM
intjohn.bsky.social
short darkening days
fright glimmers on the bridge ahead
turning night to hope

#FreeHaiku #poetry #WritingCommunity #Haiku
#Photography #bridges
Blue campfire smoke drifts past an old, forgotten, wooden bridge nestled in the woods as twilight approaches.
November 24, 2025 at 8:41 PM
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✨️☁️💙☁️✨️

clouds tangle
gazing up I like
being small

#BlueSkyArtShow #Small
#EastCoastKin
#WildWalkPrompt Tangle

#haiku #俳句 #Freeverse #Poetry #Micropoetry #Photography #clouds
This is a photo I took of cirrus clouds and altocumulus clouds over a blue sky. Their wispy streaks feel like brush strokes behind rounded taps of sheer paint. You can feel the wind pulling this scene from left to right. As a child, adults and children bullied me for being different. My autoimmune disorder didn’t help the situation, because it kept me small, and we all know size is a shallow mind’s favorite joke. I used to wish that I would grow big like an elephant, and then I’d be impervious. Half-pint, shrimp, small fry, munchkin, baby doll, Polly Pocket, mouse, and the list goes on. But this is not my sad story. In fact, it’s another reason I love clouds. They have always made me feel happy, despite my size, or any size, beneath them . . . we’re all small. Inspired by our fluffy friends above, here's my latest free verse haiku: clouds tangle gazing up I like being small
November 22, 2025 at 3:15 PM
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martini8m.bsky.social
#photography #fotografía
#nature #fujifilm #xt5

📷 ִֶָ 𓂃𓈒𓏸🍁ᵕ̈*
November 21, 2025 at 3:43 AM
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thatwriterguy.bsky.social
How do you guys write multiple POVs when the stories are separate but converge at times? Write them chronologically or write one POV all the way through, then the other?

#amwriting #writingadvice #writing #writingcommunity
a person is writing a letter t on a piece of paper
ALT: a person is writing a letter t on a piece of paper
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November 21, 2025 at 7:49 PM
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kristenschmitt.bsky.social
Just stalking my library request list since I hope to take most of next week off....

What book are you reading right now?

#writingcommunity #5amwritersclub
a woman in a library with a tote bag that says ' nlg ' on it
ALT: a woman in a library with a tote bag that says ' nlg ' on it
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November 21, 2025 at 7:52 PM
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authorkelliebeggs.bsky.social
The publishing holiday hibernation is coming and agents must be working double time to clear their queries. I’ve had 3 passes and 2 full requests IN TWO DAYS!
#amquerying #writingcommunity #author
November 18, 2025 at 9:46 PM
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immcarvalho.bsky.social
Dark forces at work—
Promoting hate over love
They won't block our light—
We will rise above

(My 📸) #vss365 #promote #poem
Tall, fluffy grass waving in the wind. Above is a bright blue sky with scattered clouds. One of them is partially blocking the sun; its glowing disk and escaping rays are visible.
November 19, 2025 at 3:06 PM
intjohn.bsky.social
I want the courage and patience of this little oak. Two bright leaves in cold sand, still reaching up. Spring’s a promise far off, yet it still makes its stand. Even as slumber edges close, it stays rooted, not unafraid, but brave enough.

#trees #AmWriting #WritingCommunity #photgraphy
A tiny red oak seedling stands alone in pale sunlit sand, its two bright leaves glowing against the soft, blurred background of the trail I ran. It caught my attention and stopped me in my tracks.
November 21, 2025 at 3:03 PM
intjohn.bsky.social
For quick escapes give me a paperback, easy in the hands and fast as a getaway car
For pulp and guilty pleasures the e-reader will do, a whole library tucked in a pocket
But when a story’s got teeth and intends to leave a scar, I’ll take the hardback edition.

#WritingLifeMonthly #WritingCommunity
traceyleewrites.bsky.social Tracey Lee @traceyleewrites.bsky.social · 5d
📚 #WritingLifeMonthly November Day 21📚

What's your style? How do you prefer to get your reading materials?

#writingcommunity #BookSky #BookSky💙📚 #bookskyclub #bookish #books #tbr #tbrpile #indie #amreading
November #writinglifemonthly Day 21 Paperback, hardback, or e-reader? Build Community - Share. Like.Comment in Group. @traceyleewrites
November 21, 2025 at 1:56 PM
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jriegs.bsky.social
no one lives here,
only the sunset lights the windows…
graveyard of dreams

#WindowsOnWednesday
#WindowWednesday
#eastcoastkin
#haiku #poetry
#photography
#writingcommunity
#sunset #nature
#cemetery

photo: my pic in a cemetery of the sunset illuminating the windows within an abandoned structure.
November 19, 2025 at 4:57 PM
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mightyathena.bsky.social
𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑠
𝑑𝑟𝑖𝑓𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔
𝑢𝑛𝑏𝑢𝑡𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑒𝑚’𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠
𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑛-𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒, 𝐼 𝑟𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑒
𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑚𝑒

‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ 𔘓 °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ 𔘓 ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊

#AlphabetChallenge | #WeekUforUnloved
#TankaThursday | #button
#mobilephotography #photography
#tanka
From last week's sculpture walk - https://nzsculptureonshore.co.nz/ - a rather dreary and sad picture of old, battered dolls in a baby carriage. From last week's sculpture walk - https://nzsculptureonshore.co.nz/ - a clay bust of an old woman, her face lined and lips drawn. From last week's sculpture walk - https://nzsculptureonshore.co.nz/ - a black and white photo of a doll-like figure - odd, eerie, curious - affixed to a metal background piece. From last week's sculpture walk - https://nzsculptureonshore.co.nz/ - a vase with old flowers placed in a cubbyhole window inside the old fort at Takapuna.
November 20, 2025 at 3:31 AM
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susansavagelee.bsky.social
What’s something in the publishing world that’s a mystery to you? For me, it’s self-publishing. I want to do trad publishing, but I’ve considered self-publishing. I just don’t even know where to begin #writingq #WritingCommunity
November 19, 2025 at 6:49 PM
intjohn.bsky.social
Moonlight pooled in ribbons, trembling when the hungry ghost arrived. Soft as breath, certain of its claim, patient and insatiable. I did not turn away. I did not flee. This house was always ours.

#BlueskyRelay
karla-eu.bsky.social Karla NAFO fella @karla-eu.bsky.social · 7d
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Mono-no-aware #物の哀れ, the very thing of #pathos, or Virgil's rerum lacrimae sunt—challenges our sense of static order...the universe is in flux, and so to appreciate, tend, and add to its beauty in each moment.

The #BlueSkyRelay #prompt for 19 November 2025 is #transience / #transient
Woodblock painting, drunken men dancing for a Samisen. Attributed to the 1890s by both the Museum of New Zealand and the Princeton Art Museum, although this time period succeeds Hokkei's death by four decades. Neither indicate that this is the time of its discovery, although Princeton does write "after Totoya Hokkei"
November 19, 2025 at 12:48 PM
intjohn.bsky.social
Four scars forming one purpose.

#WriterSky
#WritersOfBlueSky #WritingCommunity
kecreighton.bsky.social K.E. Creighton @kecreighton.bsky.social · 7d
Summarize what you're writing today in five words or fewer. #WriterSky #WritersOfBlueSky #WritingCommunity
November 18, 2025 at 7:06 PM
intjohn.bsky.social
The value of pi is three point one-four.
It isn’t less and it isn’t more.
But in Kings it’s simply three,
though Rome knew geometry,
from an all-being I’d expect the right score.

#WritingLifeMonthly #writingcommunity
#Limerick
traceyleewrites.bsky.social Tracey Lee @traceyleewrites.bsky.social · 8d
📚 #WritingLifeMonthly November Day 18📚

Sorry it’s late today. What’s a book others raved about but you secretly (or not so secretly) hated?

#writingcommunity #BookSky #BookSky💙📚 #bookskyclub #bookish #books #tbr #tbrpile #indie #amreading
November 18, 2025 at 1:00 PM
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lycoreia.bsky.social
I hardly know what I have said — my words put all their feathers on, and fluttered here and there.

— Emily Dickinson
a small bird (long-tailed tit) hopping from one twig to another in a thicket.
November 15, 2025 at 7:32 PM