Chris Andrews
@chrisandprose.bsky.social
Enjoy writing, tangling myself up in deep thought 💭. I also like to paddle in the social shallows of friendly gatherings.
Music of the Beatles/Springsteen illuminates my cooking time. I try to encourage the imagination of adults.
Music of the Beatles/Springsteen illuminates my cooking time. I try to encourage the imagination of adults.
December 17, 2025 at 4:58 PM
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My life
Is shoddy bookcase
Full of tomes
That tell my all
Gone missing
From the top shelf
Are fave books
That leave me galled
I climb up
To investigate—
That’s when
I have my fall
Indignities
Of aging…
(Something, something)
Can’t #recall
🤔
#vss365
Is shoddy bookcase
Full of tomes
That tell my all
Gone missing
From the top shelf
Are fave books
That leave me galled
I climb up
To investigate—
That’s when
I have my fall
Indignities
Of aging…
(Something, something)
Can’t #recall
🤔
#vss365
an older man in a blue jacket is making a funny face .
Alt: an older man in a blue jacket looking confused
media.tenor.com
December 17, 2025 at 9:05 AM
Reposted by Chris Andrews
Reposted by Chris Andrews
Dylan watched the flight as they tore through the black in a new formation that he had devised after his unfortunate accident and near-death, and then made the #recall.
They had done well, learning, but The Enemy was learning, too. Dylan’s people just had to learn new tactics a lot faster.
#vss365
They had done well, learning, but The Enemy was learning, too. Dylan’s people just had to learn new tactics a lot faster.
#vss365
December 17, 2025 at 9:23 AM
I recall a Christmas,
When my grandfather glowed
With the warmth of a rare coal fire
Among the wrinkles,
A child still smiles
With the shine of dinky tin
The Pine,
Covered his shins
Today,
I recalled
All the festivities,
Hidden away in a draw
Encased,
In my grandfather’s snow globe.
#vss365
When my grandfather glowed
With the warmth of a rare coal fire
Among the wrinkles,
A child still smiles
With the shine of dinky tin
The Pine,
Covered his shins
Today,
I recalled
All the festivities,
Hidden away in a draw
Encased,
In my grandfather’s snow globe.
#vss365
December 17, 2025 at 8:31 AM
I recall a Christmas,
When my grandfather glowed
With the warmth of a rare coal fire
Among the wrinkles,
A child still smiles
With the shine of dinky tin
The Pine,
Covered his shins
Today,
I recalled
All the festivities,
Hidden away in a draw
Encased,
In my grandfather’s snow globe.
#vss365
When my grandfather glowed
With the warmth of a rare coal fire
Among the wrinkles,
A child still smiles
With the shine of dinky tin
The Pine,
Covered his shins
Today,
I recalled
All the festivities,
Hidden away in a draw
Encased,
In my grandfather’s snow globe.
#vss365
Reposted by Chris Andrews
#vss365 #prompt for
December 17, 2025 is #Recall
Because of course it is
Or as Arnold says : ”off course it is”
Was lucky to see Total Recall (1990)
two weeks ago on the big screen & it’s amazing
What a movie, great story & score
It always manages to blow my mind.
Away.
December 17, 2025 is #Recall
Because of course it is
Or as Arnold says : ”off course it is”
Was lucky to see Total Recall (1990)
two weeks ago on the big screen & it’s amazing
What a movie, great story & score
It always manages to blow my mind.
Away.
a row of blue and white lines moving in a dark room .
ALT: a row of blue and white lines moving in a dark room .
media.tenor.com
December 17, 2025 at 8:02 AM
December 16, 2025 at 5:21 PM
Reposted by Chris Andrews
I’m not just
a doll that you
stuck
in your house,
I’m not a
brick you can lay,
I’m not a trophy
for your shelf;
just stop talking
this story
is old,
I’m the villain
you’re the hero
you’re number one
I’m zero,
just stop talking,
put away your toys
and grow the fuck up
#poetry
a doll that you
stuck
in your house,
I’m not a
brick you can lay,
I’m not a trophy
for your shelf;
just stop talking
this story
is old,
I’m the villain
you’re the hero
you’re number one
I’m zero,
just stop talking,
put away your toys
and grow the fuck up
#poetry
December 16, 2025 at 1:48 AM
I’m not just
a doll that you
stuck
in your house,
I’m not a
brick you can lay,
I’m not a trophy
for your shelf;
just stop talking
this story
is old,
I’m the villain
you’re the hero
you’re number one
I’m zero,
just stop talking,
put away your toys
and grow the fuck up
#poetry
a doll that you
stuck
in your house,
I’m not a
brick you can lay,
I’m not a trophy
for your shelf;
just stop talking
this story
is old,
I’m the villain
you’re the hero
you’re number one
I’m zero,
just stop talking,
put away your toys
and grow the fuck up
#poetry
Reposted by Chris Andrews
Reposted by Chris Andrews
“Revels End” - Chapter 33 is posted!
In which a kidnapping occurs, someone’s leg reveals something, and a rescue plan is reluctantly considered …
Continuing the Discworld inspired story.
www.wattpad.com/story/394952...
In which a kidnapping occurs, someone’s leg reveals something, and a rescue plan is reluctantly considered …
Continuing the Discworld inspired story.
www.wattpad.com/story/394952...
Revels End - Jan Karlsson - Wattpad
Wilmuh Tremblerod knew from a young age that she would become the world's greatest playwright. Unfortunately, the world, and her talent (or lack of it) disagre...
www.wattpad.com
December 15, 2025 at 9:08 AM
“Revels End” - Chapter 33 is posted!
In which a kidnapping occurs, someone’s leg reveals something, and a rescue plan is reluctantly considered …
Continuing the Discworld inspired story.
www.wattpad.com/story/394952...
In which a kidnapping occurs, someone’s leg reveals something, and a rescue plan is reluctantly considered …
Continuing the Discworld inspired story.
www.wattpad.com/story/394952...
Reposted by Chris Andrews
Still in a state of shock trying to process the tragic loss of one of the most gifted men in the entertainment industry & his wife when the Embarrassment-in-Chief disgraces common human decency with this repulsive, deranged statement.
#NoWords 🤮
#NoWords 🤮
December 15, 2025 at 7:45 PM
Still in a state of shock trying to process the tragic loss of one of the most gifted men in the entertainment industry & his wife when the Embarrassment-in-Chief disgraces common human decency with this repulsive, deranged statement.
#NoWords 🤮
#NoWords 🤮
By the time she was five
Lily was the class's boho child
A face shaded by red petals
Expressions and surprising words
Overtones of a wild flower nectar
By the time she was ten
She’d take off,
Right in front of me
Stories and Words
beautifully composed
A woman I see
When I’m old
#vss365 #boho
Lily was the class's boho child
A face shaded by red petals
Expressions and surprising words
Overtones of a wild flower nectar
By the time she was ten
She’d take off,
Right in front of me
Stories and Words
beautifully composed
A woman I see
When I’m old
#vss365 #boho
December 15, 2025 at 5:28 PM
December 13, 2025 at 3:16 PM
Yesterday
I was halted
By the presence
Of the white moon
Basking
Transparent
In the Sunlight
Of a midday December
An Illusion of closeness
For my bones, overcome
With my first swallow of winter
Hints to me, the distance
Between me and you,
The apogee of a December moon.
#vss365 #apogee
I was halted
By the presence
Of the white moon
Basking
Transparent
In the Sunlight
Of a midday December
An Illusion of closeness
For my bones, overcome
With my first swallow of winter
Hints to me, the distance
Between me and you,
The apogee of a December moon.
#vss365 #apogee
December 13, 2025 at 1:39 PM
December 12, 2025 at 7:27 PM
The successor
For They
Inherit the flames
Careful,
For it hides
Somewhere in the bowels
The conjuring part of you
That you didn’t know
Conceals the rage,
Of the father’s past sins
#vss365 #successor
For They
Inherit the flames
Careful,
For it hides
Somewhere in the bowels
The conjuring part of you
That you didn’t know
Conceals the rage,
Of the father’s past sins
#vss365 #successor
December 12, 2025 at 9:56 AM
The successor
For They
Inherit the flames
Careful,
For it hides
Somewhere in the bowels
The conjuring part of you
That you didn’t know
Conceals the rage,
Of the father’s past sins
#vss365 #successor
For They
Inherit the flames
Careful,
For it hides
Somewhere in the bowels
The conjuring part of you
That you didn’t know
Conceals the rage,
Of the father’s past sins
#vss365 #successor
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Pause for a moment, and read...
• Seamus Heaney •
• Seamus Heaney •
December 11, 2025 at 12:34 PM
Pause for a moment, and read...
• Seamus Heaney •
• Seamus Heaney •
Reposted by Chris Andrews
There were still plenty of smugglers around that hadn’t joined the fight, but they weren’t Dylan’s problem. They could transport whatever #illicit cargo they pleased, he wasn’t the police. Now was he a smuggler anymore.
Which begged the question, what, in fact, was he now? Who was he?
#vss365
Which begged the question, what, in fact, was he now? Who was he?
#vss365
December 11, 2025 at 9:20 AM
For what it was,
I couldn't say it had a face,
For what it said,
The mist gathered in utter silence
Bewitched
A body lost to logical thought
But pure in rage and motion
To Unleash
From a caged frenzy,
The devil,
Rising in the blood. #vss365 #bewitched
I couldn't say it had a face,
For what it said,
The mist gathered in utter silence
Bewitched
A body lost to logical thought
But pure in rage and motion
To Unleash
From a caged frenzy,
The devil,
Rising in the blood. #vss365 #bewitched
December 10, 2025 at 8:56 PM
For what it was,
I couldn't say it had a face,
For what it said,
The mist gathered in utter silence
Bewitched
A body lost to logical thought
But pure in rage and motion
To Unleash
From a caged frenzy,
The devil,
Rising in the blood. #vss365 #bewitched
I couldn't say it had a face,
For what it said,
The mist gathered in utter silence
Bewitched
A body lost to logical thought
But pure in rage and motion
To Unleash
From a caged frenzy,
The devil,
Rising in the blood. #vss365 #bewitched
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Well, this was a little embarrassing. Esme, Rory’s witch, #bewitched by an old crone of a witch. Normally, such a witch as Esme wouldn’t be having with it, but, in the game, she was as vulnerable as anyone else.
For once, Rory couldn’t role play the character as he wanted. she Was stuck.
#vss365
For once, Rory couldn’t role play the character as he wanted. she Was stuck.
#vss365
December 10, 2025 at 9:26 AM
Well, this was a little embarrassing. Esme, Rory’s witch, #bewitched by an old crone of a witch. Normally, such a witch as Esme wouldn’t be having with it, but, in the game, she was as vulnerable as anyone else.
For once, Rory couldn’t role play the character as he wanted. she Was stuck.
#vss365
For once, Rory couldn’t role play the character as he wanted. she Was stuck.
#vss365
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Sometimes I read poems too quickly. This one deserves to be read slowly, to be read more than once, with attention paid to every word...
and 'we should be careful of each other, we should be kind while there is still time'
#poetry
#poemoftheday
and 'we should be careful of each other, we should be kind while there is still time'
#poetry
#poemoftheday
December 9, 2025 at 10:36 PM
Sometimes I read poems too quickly. This one deserves to be read slowly, to be read more than once, with attention paid to every word...
and 'we should be careful of each other, we should be kind while there is still time'
#poetry
#poemoftheday
and 'we should be careful of each other, we should be kind while there is still time'
#poetry
#poemoftheday
December 9, 2025 at 10:18 PM
A heart doesn’t admit consolations
How a soul becomes stranded,
Casted outside,
To be tortured
By the one person
Who can come and go as the heart pleases.
#vss365 #consolations
How a soul becomes stranded,
Casted outside,
To be tortured
By the one person
Who can come and go as the heart pleases.
#vss365 #consolations
December 9, 2025 at 8:50 PM
A heart doesn’t admit consolations
How a soul becomes stranded,
Casted outside,
To be tortured
By the one person
Who can come and go as the heart pleases.
#vss365 #consolations
How a soul becomes stranded,
Casted outside,
To be tortured
By the one person
Who can come and go as the heart pleases.
#vss365 #consolations