Robert J. W.
@robertjw4688.bsky.social
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Poet, writer, artist, mental health warrior/advocate
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TODAY IS THE DAY! My new #poetry collection, The Line Breaks Between Lives, is out now! I've put so much effort into this one; it's beautiful, it's ugly, it's witty. It bares teeth and blooms flowers!

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robertjw4688.bsky.social
I sit the pain down
for a candid conversation.
I let him burst
in terrifying clarity
while reminding him
of life's absurdity.
We hold each other
and watch this burning world
as we both smile.
The ash
becomes our blanket.
We drift into dawn
with fists scabbed
and free.

#emoetry #vss365 #poetry
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mwplovesmusic.bsky.social
As my life erupts,
the #ash of my goals
collects
at my feet like a gray
dusty carpet;
the rainbows and unicorns
replaced
by cats and bathrobes
while vacations become
things I once did;
this once was the thing
I wanted, and everything
I worked for,
now it’s the thing that
chokes me

#vss365 #poetry
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fliddais.bsky.social
A random fate
A candid take
On the fake I’ve become
Running from myself
I make it all up
Take what I was
And create something
Someone
Who might be loved

#emoetry #candid #poetry #writingcommunity #blueskypoetry
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irishlisa.bsky.social
Crimson hides in green
the forest holds its breath still
a song waits to rise

#whistpr #Crimson #Haiku #Haiga #Imageandverse #Poetry #Nature #Micropoetry #BlueskyPhotography #Birds #Birding
#Cardinal #NorthernCardinal #Wildlife #BackyardBirding
A bright crimson male Northern Cardinal with a black face mask perches on a branch. A thin twig crosses over his eyes. Behind him is a soft blur of green leaves.
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anntigone.bsky.social
Versions of me—
a jumble of different
jigsaw puzzle pieces
that don't fit together
and never did.

The shy & quiet me,
the sassy stinging
bumble bee,
the Queen of Irony—
just some samples
from my personality
tray.

Which one
will I be today?

Let's make a new one,

shall we?

#MPPrompt
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yeehawpoems.bsky.social
#Candid

We, warring amphibians
between corroded travesty
bemused corrupted tragedy
revolving door of infights

With parody arguments
and noteworthy box ranch
of #waffles and blue birds
It's not a clean thing

Tell me,
what do your castles stand for?

#poetry #emoetry
robertjw4688.bsky.social
There is a clash in me
between angels
and maggots.
I sink inside my thoughts
as the circles bend.
The night is beaming.
So should I.
Disgust can only win
so many times
before it gets tired of fame.
My shoulders erupt
into a dream.

I take flight.

#vss365 #emoetry #poetry
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raymonds-towers.bsky.social
#Green #pastures
are a story people tell
when days feel too ordinary,
a quiet confession
wrapped in hope,
that somewhere
the air is cleaner,
the clocks slower,
the voices kinder,
and the self
somehow restored—
as if contentment
were a landscape,
not a discipline
quietly practiced.

#OurPoetryX
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oldsoulprose.bsky.social
the moon clashes
with sunrise
the scent
of tobacco
permeating fields
corn
waiting for harvest
acorns
on the ground
a squirrel
foraging for winter

#clash
#vss365
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infinityloop.bsky.social
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We saw leafs
Casting shadows
On the the pebbled
River beds
As they float
In the Moonlight
Down a clear stream.

Cloudy nights
No shadow,
Muddy stream
Clash with clarity
In the Universal
Widows

Inventions of man’s
Mind #clash, in
Mirrors of destiny.

#vss365
robertjw4688.bsky.social
We grazed under streetlights
that flickered and groaned.
Nights associated
with hammers
stained by blue sky.
Social anxiety was dulled
in the milk of song.
We were abused by time
but our paper baptisms
were the ultimate healing.
Our skin grew gods
and we blushed
no more.

#poetry #vss365 #emoetry
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jzguzlowski.bsky.social
Poetry sits at the table
drinking coffee

she wonders
why it's so quiet here

she remembers all the coffee
she ever drank

and stirs the star of words
into the cup
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anntigone.bsky.social
Dark thoughts cling
like #dirt, making
a #mess of me
& screaming
loudly.

I #resist their #clamor,
breaking through
the tangle,
one #twig
at a time.

I won't #sink
in this #gloom
I'll find a boat
or lie back & float.
Either way,
it's not sink,
only swim.

#RetroArtPrompt
The week in one.
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koelh.bsky.social
even when life wounded me,
i did not retreat.
i bled into the world—
let it stain my hands,
my art, my heart—
it tore me apart.
i chose to stay—
even knowing how
easily
we can wound
again.

#poetry #emotionalalchemy
#humancondition
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raehrpalmer.bsky.social
it is a day to be celebrated
the day you finally #associate love
with safety, warmth, and caring
rather than defiance, sadness, and fear

when that day comes
we should celebrate you
because you got yourself here
as close to 'the other side'
as it is possible to be

#vss365