Scriberly
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October 8, 2025 at 9:06 AM
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∴ boar-gods brew'ng
butter'd beere bubbl'd—huzzah
howlkin bow to none
·
bracken-born þe tune
wildlings clash on barrel'd hides
heeds plenilune
·
fogdew glimm'rs, gleams
fang & paw drink her relic
nighte's feast fed full ∴
#vss365 #haikufeels #fullmoon #poemspell #huntermoon
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þ “th” as in this
butter'd beere bubbl'd—huzzah
howlkin bow to none
·
bracken-born þe tune
wildlings clash on barrel'd hides
heeds plenilune
·
fogdew glimm'rs, gleams
fang & paw drink her relic
nighte's feast fed full ∴
#vss365 #haikufeels #fullmoon #poemspell #huntermoon
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þ “th” as in this
October 7, 2025 at 2:00 PM
∴ boar-gods brew'ng
butter'd beere bubbl'd—huzzah
howlkin bow to none
·
bracken-born þe tune
wildlings clash on barrel'd hides
heeds plenilune
·
fogdew glimm'rs, gleams
fang & paw drink her relic
nighte's feast fed full ∴
#vss365 #haikufeels #fullmoon #poemspell #huntermoon
🗣️🗝️
þ “th” as in this
butter'd beere bubbl'd—huzzah
howlkin bow to none
·
bracken-born þe tune
wildlings clash on barrel'd hides
heeds plenilune
·
fogdew glimm'rs, gleams
fang & paw drink her relic
nighte's feast fed full ∴
#vss365 #haikufeels #fullmoon #poemspell #huntermoon
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þ “th” as in this
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October 7, 2025 at 1:19 PM
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the colour
of our #ashes I found
was red
when I inked our story
on this un-
clippable page
#vss365 #ash #Oulens
#haiku #senryu #tanka
#blueskypoets #blueskypoetry
#poetrycommunity #poems #poetry
of our #ashes I found
was red
when I inked our story
on this un-
clippable page
#vss365 #ash #Oulens
#haiku #senryu #tanka
#blueskypoets #blueskypoetry
#poetrycommunity #poems #poetry
October 8, 2025 at 2:50 PM
the colour
of our #ashes I found
was red
when I inked our story
on this un-
clippable page
#vss365 #ash #Oulens
#haiku #senryu #tanka
#blueskypoets #blueskypoetry
#poetrycommunity #poems #poetry
of our #ashes I found
was red
when I inked our story
on this un-
clippable page
#vss365 #ash #Oulens
#haiku #senryu #tanka
#blueskypoets #blueskypoetry
#poetrycommunity #poems #poetry
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a threnody
where my heart should be
its atavistic grame
pooling in ink blots & words
i #sublimate the urge poorly,
limning in broken thoughts & skin
as masked desires #clash
with a hope for better days
and the lunacy of a sickle moon
#vss365 #whistpr
where my heart should be
its atavistic grame
pooling in ink blots & words
i #sublimate the urge poorly,
limning in broken thoughts & skin
as masked desires #clash
with a hope for better days
and the lunacy of a sickle moon
#vss365 #whistpr
September 29, 2025 at 12:14 PM
a threnody
where my heart should be
its atavistic grame
pooling in ink blots & words
i #sublimate the urge poorly,
limning in broken thoughts & skin
as masked desires #clash
with a hope for better days
and the lunacy of a sickle moon
#vss365 #whistpr
where my heart should be
its atavistic grame
pooling in ink blots & words
i #sublimate the urge poorly,
limning in broken thoughts & skin
as masked desires #clash
with a hope for better days
and the lunacy of a sickle moon
#vss365 #whistpr
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October 2, 2025 at 11:47 PM
#Eventuality
Often culminates
In disappointment
And each day
There’s more of my heart
To sweep off the floor
And recycle
Right next to the bits
Of cardboard
I keep forgetting
To break down;
Maybe one day
Eventuality
Will be more
Than this constant ache
And will give me
Clarity
Instead.
#vss365
Often culminates
In disappointment
And each day
There’s more of my heart
To sweep off the floor
And recycle
Right next to the bits
Of cardboard
I keep forgetting
To break down;
Maybe one day
Eventuality
Will be more
Than this constant ache
And will give me
Clarity
Instead.
#vss365
September 25, 2025 at 2:20 AM
#Eventuality
Often culminates
In disappointment
And each day
There’s more of my heart
To sweep off the floor
And recycle
Right next to the bits
Of cardboard
I keep forgetting
To break down;
Maybe one day
Eventuality
Will be more
Than this constant ache
And will give me
Clarity
Instead.
#vss365
Often culminates
In disappointment
And each day
There’s more of my heart
To sweep off the floor
And recycle
Right next to the bits
Of cardboard
I keep forgetting
To break down;
Maybe one day
Eventuality
Will be more
Than this constant ache
And will give me
Clarity
Instead.
#vss365
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September 24, 2025 at 5:50 PM
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At the meeting, the Faction leaders asked him all the right questions, even wanted Dylan to lead part of the little fleet, but he knew it was all but an #eventuality that he would get pushed aside as the war progressed.
So he declined the responsibility, but agreed to work together.
#vss365
So he declined the responsibility, but agreed to work together.
#vss365
September 24, 2025 at 9:04 AM
At the meeting, the Faction leaders asked him all the right questions, even wanted Dylan to lead part of the little fleet, but he knew it was all but an #eventuality that he would get pushed aside as the war progressed.
So he declined the responsibility, but agreed to work together.
#vss365
So he declined the responsibility, but agreed to work together.
#vss365
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September 25, 2025 at 1:19 AM
The dreams always begin
The same way
#Bellwether omen
A black sheep
Leading the flock
And I’m somewhere
In the hedgerows
Waiting
For something to happen
And perhaps
That’s the sign
That even within
My own consciousness
I stand without;
A lucid intruder
Unable
To prevent
My own catastrophe
#vss365
The same way
#Bellwether omen
A black sheep
Leading the flock
And I’m somewhere
In the hedgerows
Waiting
For something to happen
And perhaps
That’s the sign
That even within
My own consciousness
I stand without;
A lucid intruder
Unable
To prevent
My own catastrophe
#vss365
September 24, 2025 at 3:32 AM
The dreams always begin
The same way
#Bellwether omen
A black sheep
Leading the flock
And I’m somewhere
In the hedgerows
Waiting
For something to happen
And perhaps
That’s the sign
That even within
My own consciousness
I stand without;
A lucid intruder
Unable
To prevent
My own catastrophe
#vss365
The same way
#Bellwether omen
A black sheep
Leading the flock
And I’m somewhere
In the hedgerows
Waiting
For something to happen
And perhaps
That’s the sign
That even within
My own consciousness
I stand without;
A lucid intruder
Unable
To prevent
My own catastrophe
#vss365
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oh, love
they named me
so many things I am not
and I carried their namings
shoulders besieged by the weight
footsteps heavy enough to crack concrete
till you plucked the words like harp strings
and made me light and music
you asked me which names
I actually belong to
and let me
rest there
#poetry
they named me
so many things I am not
and I carried their namings
shoulders besieged by the weight
footsteps heavy enough to crack concrete
till you plucked the words like harp strings
and made me light and music
you asked me which names
I actually belong to
and let me
rest there
#poetry
September 23, 2025 at 5:01 PM
oh, love
they named me
so many things I am not
and I carried their namings
shoulders besieged by the weight
footsteps heavy enough to crack concrete
till you plucked the words like harp strings
and made me light and music
you asked me which names
I actually belong to
and let me
rest there
#poetry
they named me
so many things I am not
and I carried their namings
shoulders besieged by the weight
footsteps heavy enough to crack concrete
till you plucked the words like harp strings
and made me light and music
you asked me which names
I actually belong to
and let me
rest there
#poetry
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wayfarer settles,
nesting inside my tree
talkative night owl
#haikuchallenge
#haiku
#poetry
#photography
photo by Kalidasan Gopi
nesting inside my tree
talkative night owl
#haikuchallenge
#haiku
#poetry
#photography
photo by Kalidasan Gopi
September 23, 2025 at 7:50 PM
wayfarer settles,
nesting inside my tree
talkative night owl
#haikuchallenge
#haiku
#poetry
#photography
photo by Kalidasan Gopi
nesting inside my tree
talkative night owl
#haikuchallenge
#haiku
#poetry
#photography
photo by Kalidasan Gopi
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millions sing, write, paint, pin-photographs & sell advice.. screaming-their-hearts-out about the fall & rise..offer ’sage’ wisdom..i want to talk about the place between:
read here-> tinyurl.com/mt9f9nem
©️WIPdww
#thoughts #quotes #zen #photography #spirituality #art #music #booksky #philosophy
read here-> tinyurl.com/mt9f9nem
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#thoughts #quotes #zen #photography #spirituality #art #music #booksky #philosophy
Dripping With Words (@drippingwithwords)
i’m the girl walking in between. the black of the fall. the moon of the rise. sans duality. but i can read thousands of stories, telling me i’ll be something special.. if i just do this. pick one idea...
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September 24, 2025 at 2:28 AM
millions sing, write, paint, pin-photographs & sell advice.. screaming-their-hearts-out about the fall & rise..offer ’sage’ wisdom..i want to talk about the place between:
read here-> tinyurl.com/mt9f9nem
©️WIPdww
#thoughts #quotes #zen #photography #spirituality #art #music #booksky #philosophy
read here-> tinyurl.com/mt9f9nem
©️WIPdww
#thoughts #quotes #zen #photography #spirituality #art #music #booksky #philosophy
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If you dream it, you can do it.
Make an enchanted crown of antlers & bones.
Haunt the darkness on the ragged edge of town.
Unfurl your great black wings, take flight across the forest, and teach the night your name.
Make an enchanted crown of antlers & bones.
Haunt the darkness on the ragged edge of town.
Unfurl your great black wings, take flight across the forest, and teach the night your name.
September 24, 2025 at 2:07 AM
If you dream it, you can do it.
Make an enchanted crown of antlers & bones.
Haunt the darkness on the ragged edge of town.
Unfurl your great black wings, take flight across the forest, and teach the night your name.
Make an enchanted crown of antlers & bones.
Haunt the darkness on the ragged edge of town.
Unfurl your great black wings, take flight across the forest, and teach the night your name.
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bellwether of taboo love,
Juliet dances
with heartache
#vss365 #bellwether
#haikufeels #ache
#haiku #poetry #art
#photography
#nature
photo: mine -Modern statue of
Juliet Capulet at an outdoor art park (Pyramid Hill in OH). She both dances & aches, knowing her love to Romeo is forbidden. See ALT.
Juliet dances
with heartache
#vss365 #bellwether
#haikufeels #ache
#haiku #poetry #art
#photography
#nature
photo: mine -Modern statue of
Juliet Capulet at an outdoor art park (Pyramid Hill in OH). She both dances & aches, knowing her love to Romeo is forbidden. See ALT.
September 24, 2025 at 2:56 AM
bellwether of taboo love,
Juliet dances
with heartache
#vss365 #bellwether
#haikufeels #ache
#haiku #poetry #art
#photography
#nature
photo: mine -Modern statue of
Juliet Capulet at an outdoor art park (Pyramid Hill in OH). She both dances & aches, knowing her love to Romeo is forbidden. See ALT.
Juliet dances
with heartache
#vss365 #bellwether
#haikufeels #ache
#haiku #poetry #art
#photography
#nature
photo: mine -Modern statue of
Juliet Capulet at an outdoor art park (Pyramid Hill in OH). She both dances & aches, knowing her love to Romeo is forbidden. See ALT.
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We can be far too hard on ourselves. It's important to give yourself more grace….yes, You, not others, but YOU.
September 23, 2025 at 10:56 PM
We can be far too hard on ourselves. It's important to give yourself more grace….yes, You, not others, but YOU.
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Dear #Daddy
If you're not gonna steal me away
then could you at least send me
a few more muses to worship me?
oh and also the Epstein list
Thanks
#poetry #raptureparty
If you're not gonna steal me away
then could you at least send me
a few more muses to worship me?
oh and also the Epstein list
Thanks
#poetry #raptureparty
September 23, 2025 at 1:24 PM
Dear #Daddy
If you're not gonna steal me away
then could you at least send me
a few more muses to worship me?
oh and also the Epstein list
Thanks
#poetry #raptureparty
If you're not gonna steal me away
then could you at least send me
a few more muses to worship me?
oh and also the Epstein list
Thanks
#poetry #raptureparty
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In his own, limited, way Dylan had become a #bellwether for the resistance against The Enemy. Those that believed him now expected him to know what to do, but though he had encountered them the most, he had no more knowledge than anyone else.
This needed military minds and scientists.
#vss365
This needed military minds and scientists.
#vss365
September 23, 2025 at 8:15 AM
In his own, limited, way Dylan had become a #bellwether for the resistance against The Enemy. Those that believed him now expected him to know what to do, but though he had encountered them the most, he had no more knowledge than anyone else.
This needed military minds and scientists.
#vss365
This needed military minds and scientists.
#vss365
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#frost blue eyes, brilliant skies
engage the clouds in pareidolia
hiding in her #cottage, lights out
watching for a #bellwether storm
the clouds grow black, smothering
as he walks up her garden path
then thunder, lead, dead as a door nail
& she burns the cottage down
#vss365 #whistpr #blueskyrelay
engage the clouds in pareidolia
hiding in her #cottage, lights out
watching for a #bellwether storm
the clouds grow black, smothering
as he walks up her garden path
then thunder, lead, dead as a door nail
& she burns the cottage down
#vss365 #whistpr #blueskyrelay
September 23, 2025 at 11:44 AM
#frost blue eyes, brilliant skies
engage the clouds in pareidolia
hiding in her #cottage, lights out
watching for a #bellwether storm
the clouds grow black, smothering
as he walks up her garden path
then thunder, lead, dead as a door nail
& she burns the cottage down
#vss365 #whistpr #blueskyrelay
engage the clouds in pareidolia
hiding in her #cottage, lights out
watching for a #bellwether storm
the clouds grow black, smothering
as he walks up her garden path
then thunder, lead, dead as a door nail
& she burns the cottage down
#vss365 #whistpr #blueskyrelay