Jen J.C.
@jennnne.bsky.social
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She/her🦋 Human (Rights! ✊️)🦋Religionless🦋 Baby Poet/writer🦋Anti-capitalist 🦋 DMs are not 4 solicitation or 1st contact 🦋 Poetry, love, humor, memes, tea, occasional adult themes 🩶cPTSD 🩶 🔞 🩷💜💙
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I'm gonna need all the healing vibes in all the worlds pointed at this guy, please. I'd even take thoughts and fucking prayers.
wyrdeone.bsky.social
Wading downstream from half a life led loose
All its wreckage bobbing by in the mind
Whimsical-like in the dappled light of memory

A bored and distant inner sun
Keeps checking his watch

It's almost quitting time

#poetry
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poetguygabe.bsky.social
the complete oeuvre
from cave art to AI art
of humanity
has inspired many but
didn't stop one single war

#blueskyrelay #oeuvre #tanka
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saltymactavish.bsky.social
His beard was like a temper tantrum. Her breath was better than her playlist. They made love in the Kohl’s parking lot.
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tristannuvola.com
sometimes plans slip from your hand;
yet many days end, sunset in the sand—
live by the shore, perhaps life turns grand.

#sunset #ocean #beach #rocks #twilight #seascape #nature #serenity #horizon #calm #eveninglight #coastalview #beautifulsky #poetry #photography
A tranquil sunset over a Porto shoreline, with the sky transitioning from deep blue to orange near the horizon. Gentle waves lap against dark rocks scattered in the shallow water, while the sandy beach in the foreground catches the fading light of dusk.
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poetkatiratejeda.bsky.social


#beinghuman #nostalgia
#WritersofSky #SkyPoets
#BlueSkyRelay
#FreeVerse
#Resist #Art #BookSky
#Wellness #Selfcare
#MentalHealthAwareness
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soulinquiries.bsky.social
✨️

Some readers are saying that 2025 is a "bridge" year from the old to the new

(2025 = 9 which is a completion year)

And that 2026 will kick off a new paradigm

(2026 = 1 which is new beginnings)

I - for one - certainly hope so.

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soulinquiries.bsky.social
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For those who pay attention to numerology
Today is the 9th day / 9th month / 9th year
Added together it reduces again to 9

In numerology, this relates to #completion
(1 is new beginnings)

Added with the lunar eclipse yesterday
What would be good
To finally finish/release in your life?

#ENDINGS
Picture of someone releasing a dove
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revsodhi.bsky.social
Slowly,
steadily
we let it slip
new day’s verve
dulled by fear
we fail to resist.

Shadows grow taller,
darkness enthrals;
astonishing dreams
schlepp toward
materialistic charm
daintily drawn,
then all devoured.

~rev
#verve
#vss365
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ctoddstoll.bsky.social
fully revealed

poetry/video: todd stoll ©

#Eros
#Poetry
#MagicalRealism
jennnne.bsky.social
🖤❤️‍🔥🖤
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arwashington.bsky.social
#HaikuFeels #Prompt #skeletel
@annemorrigan.bsky.social

Exsanguination

Press #skeletal mouth
against grey; hollow of thighs
I feel the draining—
this marriage of shadows haunt.
Stale pulse, becomes new flesh.

#Halloween #Haiku #Tanka
jennnne.bsky.social
Fancy food kink 🤤
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brusowrites.bsky.social
If you insist on being a masochist
I hope you use a tenderizer &
floof me into bolts of velvet.
Beat me to stiff peaks, add sugar
& dollop me onto pumpkin pie.
Whip me to legal pad yellow
& mount me with melted butter.
Macerate me in Madeira &
pour me over berries,
call me Sabayon…
The sun is beginning to rise in bright yellow orange horizon with dusk blue above. The landscape is dark & a telephone pole is prominent on the right side
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koelh.bsky.social
fog
cradled the night;
   city-haze curled
  along her skin.
it was late—
 so late,
  yet she stayed,

 scent of rain
   on her lips.

#haikufeels #haze #poetry #poem
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soulscratches.bsky.social
Morning meeting.....😎🐢
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jenniferchiera.bsky.social
Say it with me~

My heart is open to both giving and receiving.

#Dailyaffirmations 🕯
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koelh.bsky.social
city life blurs,
 we drift through traffic,
  calling it
meaning..

#micropoem #poetry #photography
city street blurred by motion; headlights, traffic lights, and faint silhouettes dissolve into haze.
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koelh.bsky.social
unafraid should life burn me,
wound me again—
for i have
climbed to the crest—
essence flowed into water,
breath into shape,
and
i let it consume me—

and this feeling,
this endless,
feeling,
set its seal on a
wish.

#poetry
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fluxofmind.ca
Molten red sky
Surveils greyscape
Smoke subsides
Fawn's first steps
Scrunched on #ash

#vss365
jennnne.bsky.social
What a lovely notion. Enjoy the communion and be well.
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madkane.bsky.social
My #handbag is always too small
Cuz I suffer from portable sprawl.
Seems I “need” so much junk,
Nothing short of a trunk
Could manage to handle my haul.

Happy #NationalHandbagDay!

#Handbags #Limerick #Limericks #Rhyme #Humor #Humour #Poetry #MicroPoetry #LightVerse #HandbagDay #PoetryCommunity
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oddly-me.bsky.social
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#oddlyme #art of #writing #macrostory #photograph #moth #monochrome
Inspired by #inktober #sting and #RetroArtPrompt #sink
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Complete story in ALT
From the Darkness

I had fled the noise and laughter for the quiet where flowers and weeds held their lonely vigil.

Beneath the great oak's funeral shade, a Black-eyed Susan stood, strong stemmed, her petals ghostly faded, her crown a wound of dark moss.

From the shadows, a moth rose like death and descended upon her.

It uncoiled its needle of hunger and drove it into Susie's black moist heart.

When the wind mourned through, she shuddered, collapsing deeper into the oak's embrace as the moth supped the last of her amber wine.

Kimberly Reed Oddly Me