Combining novels, poetry and a part time PhD (end 2028) in the Officer Corps of the Royal Navy 1815-1870. Yorkshire and London. Married. No DMs.
#Author|#Poet|#vss365|#tanka|#haiku|#PoetsOfBlueSky
She lies in silence, spent
after the gore of the party
the meat locker of attraction
she reposes in the party dress
of dreams of the one
an ill-defined ephemeral shape
"In your arms" plays as a soundtrack
as her head massages her broken heart
#vss365#Artist Casey Childs
#EkphrasticVoice
i packed for a summer of german:
a notebook, two new verbs a day.
what i carried home was quieter.
how to sit alone at a café table
and not look like
i was waiting for someone.
#vss365#travel#poetry#micropoetry#BlueskyPoets
We live in a subduction
zone,
sinking plate
shoving us from
beneath
angering
a glacial covered
peak
filled with
ancient magma;
Our house,
in a valley
built by ancient
eruption
and lehar
tremors,
quakes,
weaken
and erode
our foundation,
I know
an eruption
will come,
leaving only
ash
#poetry
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No tricks to give, no treats to claim,
This shadow figure without a name,
Gliding soft through misty sheen,
To claim the woods of Halloween.
That’s where silver branches grow,
And heavy, silent fog hangs low.
Those plastic masks and children's games
Give way to things that have no names.
~FLM
For Lebanon
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“I am a kind word uttered and repeated by the voice of nature
I am a star fallen from the blue tent upon the green carpet . .”
— Khalil Gibran
Song of the Flower
#poetry#Lebanon
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Flowers for Lebanon
🎨 Bibi Zogbe 
#flowersonFriday
My soul mate,
diaphanous
ephemeral
entering my dreams
then in dawn's light
you disappear
evaporate
leaving no trace
but the dew
left upon my cheek
#SenseWrds 285
#Poetry
#BraveWrite#vss365#tanka#haiku#Poetry#commitment#photography
depression drowning
me in what we almost had
yet bluer than blue
my #commitment ran to the stars
while yours set them on fire
while we both ascribed
the end #fueling in the eyes
of one another
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Should I brave the comments
Hosts of haters on line
Exasperated by their
Lack of humanity
To tell you the truth,
Even funnier would be hatters
Remember, they are all mad!
#AcrosticOctober#Acrostic#Emoetry#Poetry
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the journey back
has left me
empty-handed,
my voice betrayed
by stage fright.
a liar, it seems,
who’s lost his [lyre].
no backtrack -
no Eurydice.
my commitment
to being [better]
has left me beneath
a godly sunset,
seeking the sin
of a shadow.
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#poetry#vss365
For you
I care,
More than
My heart
Says I
Should.
For you,
I deny
Its stubborn
Deniel
The reasons
They all
Begin
To complie
For my
Soul,
To be
Tortured,
For
The fuelling
Of its patrol
Still,
I'll keep
The ruse,
Of it
All being loose,
As is truth
These days
#vss365#fuelling
elizabeth holmes let nathan fielder film her last weeks before prison. most people are asking if she lied.
i couldn’t stop thinking about something else: a joke she couldn’t follow, tears she never wiped away, and the father nobody asked about.
So i made a substack about it!
What hell awaits us?
perhaps this is devils
botany, beautiful roses
taunting love,
bringing thorns;
eat the apple,
sit on the empty lap,
kiss the lips,
take a chance,
tell me your secrets-
No, no
I shall not
#ampersandafterdark#bedroomeyes#weirdmicro#foxprose#vssmagic#inkmine
@daveashleypoet.bsky.social
Christ my reading sucks
however hard I try, I fail,
on first reading I thought acoustic was
really the prompt
take it from me, I am not lazy
laugh if you will, I do
every single day
#AcrosticOctober#Poem#Acrostic
Arm out of socket
mind out of whack,
will I ever stop you,
or will you be the death
of me
Stalking me like
prey, falling off your
wagon
I make no excuses
but you will be the death
of me
You should have it all,
you did it all alone,
can’t afford the house
unless you are the death
of me
#poetry#DV
Let’s be Trite
You might very well be
the gateway to my soul,
the knower of all my noes,
the seer of hidden woes;
You are the music
to my daze,
the melody of my magic,
the tune of the tragic;
You are the light
that leads
as the darkness beckons,
You always call to me
#cassiopeian#poetry
my ex used to tell me i was replaceable. he said it the way you'd state a fact about the weather.
my first paid essay is out today. on stoicism, staying calm, and who gets to decide whose feelings count.
stillbecominglina.substack.com/p/the-privil...