OddlyMe
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The Silence of a Stone

endures grit
the hush of worry and concern
Its rest is contingent on nothing
dismissed and forsaken
yet it will not seek
nor forget
nor blunder
it simply endures
unmoved in its quiet truth

#oddlyme inspired by @wolftwinthomas.bsky.social
#poetry #micropoetry #photography
The Silence of a Stone

endures grit
the hush of worry and concern
Its rest is contingent on nothing
dismissed and forsaken
yet it will not seek
nor forget
nor blunder
it simply endures
unmoved in its quiet truth

Poem by Kimbelry Reed Oddlyme

The image is a photograph taken by me, Kimberly Reed, of two stones wrapped in cord.  Stone wrapping is one of my hobbies. 

#oddlyme inspired by @wolftwinthomas.bsky.social 
#poetry #micropoetry
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#oddlyme #art of #writing #macrostory #photograph #moth #monochrome
Inspired by #inktober #sting and #RetroArtPrompt #sink
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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
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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
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oddly-me.bsky.social
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in protest, I toss
turn and push... ugh... stay on your
own side of the bed
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#oddlyme
#senryu #poetry #micropoetry
oddly-me.bsky.social
howling in the cold
flies buzz, floors groan
clamoring with fatigue and mold
no candle lit, no truth to trust
just drifting, wanting something more

#oddlyme #poetry #micropoetry #brevity version
#pennedreveries #something-more
#RetroArtPrompt #clamor #cold
#vssmystery #howling
#Emoetry #fatique
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#oddlyme #art of #writing #poetry #micropoetry
#vssmystery #cold
#scribtober #candle
#Emoetry #Fatigue
#pennedreveries #not-falling
#RetroArtPrompt #resist
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This old haunted house
is shaking in the cold.
Flies buzzing,
chips munching, crunching,
as the floor groans with every step.
Fatigue clings like frost.
I’ve lit no candle,
I'm too busy resisting blatant lies.
I'm not falling for the noise,
just drifting here,
barely, barely awake.

Photograph and Poem by
©Kimberly Reed / Oddly me
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jiriki.bsky.social
I may be unemployed
but my moral compass works

I may be poor
but I can't be bought

you talk about good genes
I listen to my heart

#poem
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jiriki.bsky.social
the stars seem colder
tonight, I can hear autumn
sharpening its claws

#haiku 🌠
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dundunndunnno.bsky.social
If ever this heart knew the expiration of loving you
It would surely decline the decision to begin my admiration
And here goes my glorious regret at futile aspirations
Suffocating within naivety,
my own inspirations, dead to me

#poetry
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whispers615.bsky.social
The cloudy thoughts, hazy eyes and dull pains settle in for the weekend.

#haikufeels #poetry
#onelineoctober #monoku #haze
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edwardstjames.bsky.social
@alanparrywriter.co.uk @thebrokenspine.co.uk

#Poemsabout #ImperfectMe

Please see my poem for the prompt in the screenshots :) Thank you.
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enigmaticscribe.bsky.social
Were We watching,
where We were going,
when our Souls converged
into each other?
Or was Our connection,
a predicted collision,
foretold amongst Stars,
gazing down from the Heavens?

#poetry
#poetrycommunity
#poetrylovers
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inannaihwa.bsky.social
#poem #poetry #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity
#BlueSkyPoetry #SkyPoets @blueskypoetry.bsky.social
#BookSky #GermanBookSky #Lyrik #Gedicht #Lesen
Inanna Ihwa – Hungry Ghosts

A steady stream of musts and oughts,
Of worries and fears that paralyze thoughts
And hopeful goals with sharp barbed wires.
Whose heart has still dreams and passionate fires?

Progress dismantled by hierarchy’s rule.
The pace gets faster, gets cold and cruel.
Idleness over there, here just exhaustion,
Flak and demands by the kings of destruction.

Live up to the standards! You need to prove yourself!
But if you’re rich you’ll assuredly improve yourself.
Luxury’s seen as a skillset these days,
Money means genius, expertise … praise.

If you are smart, you just outsource your merit.
No one cares, if you exploit or inherit.
So you say, we all should do just the same,
Use others’ work and then brag without shame?

Revel in freedoms, expect to be served,
Feeling entitled to what’s not deserved?
Condescend smugly to those, who work hard
And keep all things running, say “No, you are barred”?
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rayhourigan.bsky.social
In the hollows of
My heart, dearest one, your love
Is mesmerising.
#SenseWrds #Prompt130 #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity
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songbir.de
Something blue meets something red:
Something living in its head.
My something turned so inside out
that someone thought that thing was dead.
Something grows out with a purpose:
CONNECT before CONNECTing's worthless,
but something's filled with empty spaces.
Broken dreams flood all her traces.
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songbir.de
There's nothing that I have wrote
that anyone should want to know.
I don't have a magic word
that can release all of this hurt.

Take this little piece of me.
I cast it off, into the sea.
But it finds itself back in my arms
'cause I can't bear to cause it harm.
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paddy-roberts.bsky.social
I am not dead;
Just lying here, communing with the forest's floor.
I have taken off my boots, and my summer coat.
I may be some time:
I might make a log of my thoughts.

#WildWalkPrompt #Log
sonnetsmith.bsky.social
Hello Wild walkĺ

If a tree falls in the forest. etc. etc. Something about Schrodingers noises except the tree is definitely dead.

#Log

Use the image/word to inspire your writing, then post using #WildWalkPrompt

#prompt #writesky #blueskypoets #writingprompt #nature #5amwritersclub
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songbir.de
Lonely soul
Holy so
Hold me so
Gently so
Worthy so
Love me so
Slowly so
Hurt me so
Haunted so
Hold me so
Wanted so
Touch me so
Lovely so
Know me so
Hold me close
Lonely soul.

#poetry #poem #<3
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rayhourigan.bsky.social
Trees can scream, it's in
The whispering leaves, clenched roots,
Clawing at the sky.
#OurPoetryX #WhisperingLeaves #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity
@ourpoetryx.bsky.social
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metaphor-imagine.bsky.social
#Emoetry

#Fatigue is not despair,
but it shares a border.
A poetry reading
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daveashleypoet.bsky.social
#fatigue #poem #emoetry #madrigal #coercive #abuse
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sonnetsmith.bsky.social
My contribution to #poemsabout #imperfectme
It's a piece that I've been meaning to write for a few weeks but never got round to it, so thank you
@alanparrywriter.co.uk @thebrokenspine.co.uk
For the push.

This is

Cracks In the Mirror

#poetry #blueskypoet #poem #mirror #identity #lost
It stares at me, from the other side of an empty room,
A face familiar, but still unrecognizable.
Silvered glass, which was not cracked last time I looked upon it
Now shattered into fragments, in each one an impostor. 

A thousand faces trapped within; not one is whom I seek,
It stares at me, from the other side of an empty room
And I stare back, wondering who this man before me is
The man with cracks that crawl across his myriad of masks. 

I know him not; I never have, but somehow he knows me
His crooked smiles, and weary eyes drill deep into my soul
He stares at me, from the other side of an empty room
From in between the cracks; a man I thought I used to know. 

Once upon a time I saw my own face in the mirror
A bright and beaming smile; that was who I'd always be,
But somehow I cant see him in the faces of the beast
That stares at me, from the other side of this still empty room.
oddly-me.bsky.social
Nope... but I'm sure the tongue knew all along... lol
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haikutsunami.bsky.social
nervous laughter
breaking awkward silence
into kinder pieces

#DailyHaikuPrompt
#Haiku #senryu #tanka
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oddly-me.bsky.social
sun shines bright and hot
I'm aching, racking, bending
scooping yellow leaves

#oddlyme
#DailyHaikuPrompt
#haiku #poetry #micropoetry