Cody James
@wordsbycodyjames.bsky.social
Pinned
languid persuasion stands
before any directional path,
take a seat while you make
your choice, do you paint
yourself to lay in bed,
or do you face the day
in naked agony?
#poetry #poem #blueskypoet #creativewriting #dailyverse
before any directional path,
take a seat while you make
your choice, do you paint
yourself to lay in bed,
or do you face the day
in naked agony?
#poetry #poem #blueskypoet #creativewriting #dailyverse
languid persuasion stands
before any directional path,
take a seat while you make
your choice, do you paint
yourself to lay in bed,
or do you face the day
in naked agony?
#poetry #poem #blueskypoet #creativewriting #dailyverse
before any directional path,
take a seat while you make
your choice, do you paint
yourself to lay in bed,
or do you face the day
in naked agony?
#poetry #poem #blueskypoet #creativewriting #dailyverse
December 16, 2025 at 3:08 PM
languid persuasion stands
before any directional path,
take a seat while you make
your choice, do you paint
yourself to lay in bed,
or do you face the day
in naked agony?
#poetry #poem #blueskypoet #creativewriting #dailyverse
before any directional path,
take a seat while you make
your choice, do you paint
yourself to lay in bed,
or do you face the day
in naked agony?
#poetry #poem #blueskypoet #creativewriting #dailyverse
family deliberation falls on a tiger’s shoulders, a true quest through a jungle destined to kill you, to wrap around your neck its spiny veins
unquenched thirst for breath
tiny mule deer or charging boar have bested us again, leaving tiger hungry for tomorrow
#poetry #poem #blueskypoet #writing
unquenched thirst for breath
tiny mule deer or charging boar have bested us again, leaving tiger hungry for tomorrow
#poetry #poem #blueskypoet #writing
December 13, 2025 at 10:30 PM
family deliberation falls on a tiger’s shoulders, a true quest through a jungle destined to kill you, to wrap around your neck its spiny veins
unquenched thirst for breath
tiny mule deer or charging boar have bested us again, leaving tiger hungry for tomorrow
#poetry #poem #blueskypoet #writing
unquenched thirst for breath
tiny mule deer or charging boar have bested us again, leaving tiger hungry for tomorrow
#poetry #poem #blueskypoet #writing
sing me to your twilight
golden doves still
radiate in the dark
i spelled my soul to you
shrouded in dimness,
in return your crow brought
the spirit of the night
yes, sing me to your twilight
find me wrapped in essences
of feather and unlit dust
#poetry #blueskypoet #moodyverse #poem #mystery
golden doves still
radiate in the dark
i spelled my soul to you
shrouded in dimness,
in return your crow brought
the spirit of the night
yes, sing me to your twilight
find me wrapped in essences
of feather and unlit dust
#poetry #blueskypoet #moodyverse #poem #mystery
December 2, 2025 at 4:52 AM
sing me to your twilight
golden doves still
radiate in the dark
i spelled my soul to you
shrouded in dimness,
in return your crow brought
the spirit of the night
yes, sing me to your twilight
find me wrapped in essences
of feather and unlit dust
#poetry #blueskypoet #moodyverse #poem #mystery
golden doves still
radiate in the dark
i spelled my soul to you
shrouded in dimness,
in return your crow brought
the spirit of the night
yes, sing me to your twilight
find me wrapped in essences
of feather and unlit dust
#poetry #blueskypoet #moodyverse #poem #mystery
time moves to a standstill as
the clock ticks on
batteries haven’t run out just yet
i feel no change, no additional age has come to greet me, spend its time with me
weighed down under the warying sighs of discontent it brings
can life’s grandeur ensure smooth transitions?
#poetry #poem #blueskypoet
the clock ticks on
batteries haven’t run out just yet
i feel no change, no additional age has come to greet me, spend its time with me
weighed down under the warying sighs of discontent it brings
can life’s grandeur ensure smooth transitions?
#poetry #poem #blueskypoet
November 30, 2025 at 1:45 AM
time moves to a standstill as
the clock ticks on
batteries haven’t run out just yet
i feel no change, no additional age has come to greet me, spend its time with me
weighed down under the warying sighs of discontent it brings
can life’s grandeur ensure smooth transitions?
#poetry #poem #blueskypoet
the clock ticks on
batteries haven’t run out just yet
i feel no change, no additional age has come to greet me, spend its time with me
weighed down under the warying sighs of discontent it brings
can life’s grandeur ensure smooth transitions?
#poetry #poem #blueskypoet
rollers press down on time,
thinner and thinner it becomes
nearly transparent now but the naked eye
can still make out detail
once-native daily scenarios have become skewed and stretched further from descendent memory, to retain full
experience is to force the world to
rest on any axis
#poem #poetry
thinner and thinner it becomes
nearly transparent now but the naked eye
can still make out detail
once-native daily scenarios have become skewed and stretched further from descendent memory, to retain full
experience is to force the world to
rest on any axis
#poem #poetry
November 29, 2025 at 3:59 AM
one thing a dragonfly cannot stand is the buzzing of the bees
they crowd the skies with festering pollen
no choice left but to raise altitude
here the lungs work harder for oxygen,
wings overextended, compound eyes squint for a hint of some landing place
soon winter will save us
#poetry #poem
they crowd the skies with festering pollen
no choice left but to raise altitude
here the lungs work harder for oxygen,
wings overextended, compound eyes squint for a hint of some landing place
soon winter will save us
#poetry #poem
November 28, 2025 at 6:40 AM
why has rock fallen on thanks?
it came tumbling without warning,
flicking our giving nature like wet paper,
but what if we wanted to revisit those crumpled lines and their captive musings, they encapsulate a mood of some particular evening and offer its knowledge to any glancer
#poetry #blueskypoet
it came tumbling without warning,
flicking our giving nature like wet paper,
but what if we wanted to revisit those crumpled lines and their captive musings, they encapsulate a mood of some particular evening and offer its knowledge to any glancer
#poetry #blueskypoet
November 28, 2025 at 3:51 AM
why has rock fallen on thanks?
it came tumbling without warning,
flicking our giving nature like wet paper,
but what if we wanted to revisit those crumpled lines and their captive musings, they encapsulate a mood of some particular evening and offer its knowledge to any glancer
#poetry #blueskypoet
it came tumbling without warning,
flicking our giving nature like wet paper,
but what if we wanted to revisit those crumpled lines and their captive musings, they encapsulate a mood of some particular evening and offer its knowledge to any glancer
#poetry #blueskypoet
maybe i’ll pop in, why not?
i felt the wind, just like yesterday
it’s already promising to kiss me tomorrow
the birds have given me their choir,
just as they have with many others
i am no different, then
i will flock to the value in showing
my face day by day in any facet
#poetry #blueskypoet
i felt the wind, just like yesterday
it’s already promising to kiss me tomorrow
the birds have given me their choir,
just as they have with many others
i am no different, then
i will flock to the value in showing
my face day by day in any facet
#poetry #blueskypoet
November 27, 2025 at 5:20 AM
maybe i’ll pop in, why not?
i felt the wind, just like yesterday
it’s already promising to kiss me tomorrow
the birds have given me their choir,
just as they have with many others
i am no different, then
i will flock to the value in showing
my face day by day in any facet
#poetry #blueskypoet
i felt the wind, just like yesterday
it’s already promising to kiss me tomorrow
the birds have given me their choir,
just as they have with many others
i am no different, then
i will flock to the value in showing
my face day by day in any facet
#poetry #blueskypoet
feet to the sky,
hands in the dirt
watch as i appear quietly
dissipation subsides to
reveal the heart of a sapling,
home to feather and scale,
home to the wonder that lives
behind my eyes
#poetry #blueskypoet #dailywriting #verse #spokenword
hands in the dirt
watch as i appear quietly
dissipation subsides to
reveal the heart of a sapling,
home to feather and scale,
home to the wonder that lives
behind my eyes
#poetry #blueskypoet #dailywriting #verse #spokenword
November 26, 2025 at 1:56 PM
feet to the sky,
hands in the dirt
watch as i appear quietly
dissipation subsides to
reveal the heart of a sapling,
home to feather and scale,
home to the wonder that lives
behind my eyes
#poetry #blueskypoet #dailywriting #verse #spokenword
hands in the dirt
watch as i appear quietly
dissipation subsides to
reveal the heart of a sapling,
home to feather and scale,
home to the wonder that lives
behind my eyes
#poetry #blueskypoet #dailywriting #verse #spokenword
standing with my eyes bathed in blue filtered light, at the foot of bed, wife snoring, child still awake despite the time, why do these things swallow me whole, treat me like a small tomato, slice and divide me to garnish your tender salad
all i see has come with me from last time
#poetry #poem
all i see has come with me from last time
#poetry #poem
November 25, 2025 at 4:19 AM
yes the dreams we hold inside can melt to the nearest fresh spring, but that does not allude to wallowing in the swamp
leave that for the hungry alligators, the ones who swim endlessly without finding satisfaction, no happiness can come from a hungry mouth
#poetry #poetsofbluesky #poem #words #day
leave that for the hungry alligators, the ones who swim endlessly without finding satisfaction, no happiness can come from a hungry mouth
#poetry #poetsofbluesky #poem #words #day
November 24, 2025 at 5:15 AM
yes the dreams we hold inside can melt to the nearest fresh spring, but that does not allude to wallowing in the swamp
leave that for the hungry alligators, the ones who swim endlessly without finding satisfaction, no happiness can come from a hungry mouth
#poetry #poetsofbluesky #poem #words #day
leave that for the hungry alligators, the ones who swim endlessly without finding satisfaction, no happiness can come from a hungry mouth
#poetry #poetsofbluesky #poem #words #day
amused with approaching notion, seething for attention in my pocket, lovely with unfamiliar stride but welcome to bestow customs beneath shifting feet, i wonder what this visit brings, will we meet often or only briefly? leave me to contemplate the shadow you drag
#poetry #dailywriting #poem #writer
#poetry #dailywriting #poem #writer
November 24, 2025 at 3:37 AM
amused with approaching notion, seething for attention in my pocket, lovely with unfamiliar stride but welcome to bestow customs beneath shifting feet, i wonder what this visit brings, will we meet often or only briefly? leave me to contemplate the shadow you drag
#poetry #dailywriting #poem #writer
#poetry #dailywriting #poem #writer
Reposted by Cody James
Orion shining through the clouds in the early hours of this morning 😀 #Astronomy #Astrophotography
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the walls have fallen,
brick by brick sky has opened
to reveal a mushy center,
pure corpse wrapped in pumping blood,
light my fire in the dream of day
and meet me where the sun begins to shine
#poetry #poem #blueskypoets
brick by brick sky has opened
to reveal a mushy center,
pure corpse wrapped in pumping blood,
light my fire in the dream of day
and meet me where the sun begins to shine
#poetry #poem #blueskypoets
August 8, 2025 at 2:16 AM
the walls have fallen,
brick by brick sky has opened
to reveal a mushy center,
pure corpse wrapped in pumping blood,
light my fire in the dream of day
and meet me where the sun begins to shine
#poetry #poem #blueskypoets
brick by brick sky has opened
to reveal a mushy center,
pure corpse wrapped in pumping blood,
light my fire in the dream of day
and meet me where the sun begins to shine
#poetry #poem #blueskypoets