a.d.
@admatthias.bsky.social
strolling thru meadows of melancholia,
gathering posies redolent of sorrow
~audhd~ocd~pdd~
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gathering posies redolent of sorrow
~audhd~ocd~pdd~
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Pinned
Reposted by a.d.
licking ash and #bones
a burning sunset of mayhemic fangs
its rictus, iron maw sears; mocking me
disabusing my fear
with ember remembrances
in a sermon of lashing tongues
it crackles accusations
from long-wronged voices
and i'm deafened by its taunts
submitting to its fiery recompense
#vss365
a burning sunset of mayhemic fangs
its rictus, iron maw sears; mocking me
disabusing my fear
with ember remembrances
in a sermon of lashing tongues
it crackles accusations
from long-wronged voices
and i'm deafened by its taunts
submitting to its fiery recompense
#vss365
February 9, 2026 at 12:35 PM
i am only small
her hand, it trembles so
—why does mummy cry
#completethehaiga 137
#haiga #haiku #poetry
her hand, it trembles so
—why does mummy cry
#completethehaiga 137
#haiga #haiku #poetry
February 8, 2026 at 11:53 PM
i am only small
her hand, it trembles so
—why does mummy cry
#completethehaiga 137
#haiga #haiku #poetry
her hand, it trembles so
—why does mummy cry
#completethehaiga 137
#haiga #haiku #poetry
Reposted by a.d.
#vss365
Her #blood is singing.
She senses me, the fire inside causing the vein in her neck to throb. It's not that I'm hungry, but the hum underneath her skin is maddening. I cross the room unseen, hidden between the soft beats of time. I am the deep shadows behind the curtain. We disappear.
Her #blood is singing.
She senses me, the fire inside causing the vein in her neck to throb. It's not that I'm hungry, but the hum underneath her skin is maddening. I cross the room unseen, hidden between the soft beats of time. I am the deep shadows behind the curtain. We disappear.
February 7, 2026 at 4:14 AM
Reposted by a.d.
Reposted by a.d.
& there you were
outside being bound
flesh, blood & bones
a shimmer skin poem
a malleable universe
of infinite switches
tingle limb-ing whims, witches
we recite death
as a finality
because in a version of life
we are mad scramblers
the nautilus curled long lines
of hungry mouths
#vss365
outside being bound
flesh, blood & bones
a shimmer skin poem
a malleable universe
of infinite switches
tingle limb-ing whims, witches
we recite death
as a finality
because in a version of life
we are mad scramblers
the nautilus curled long lines
of hungry mouths
#vss365
a black and white photo of a woman with a map on her face
Alt: a black and white photo of a woman with a map of ley lines moving over her face
media.tenor.com
February 7, 2026 at 3:40 PM
& there you were
outside being bound
flesh, blood & bones
a shimmer skin poem
a malleable universe
of infinite switches
tingle limb-ing whims, witches
we recite death
as a finality
because in a version of life
we are mad scramblers
the nautilus curled long lines
of hungry mouths
#vss365
outside being bound
flesh, blood & bones
a shimmer skin poem
a malleable universe
of infinite switches
tingle limb-ing whims, witches
we recite death
as a finality
because in a version of life
we are mad scramblers
the nautilus curled long lines
of hungry mouths
#vss365
Reposted by a.d.
finding nature's path
walk along the river mend
leaving past behind
#dailyhaikuprompt #mend #haiku
#writingprompt #blueskypoets
#micropoetry #poetry
walk along the river mend
leaving past behind
#dailyhaikuprompt #mend #haiku
#writingprompt #blueskypoets
#micropoetry #poetry
February 6, 2026 at 8:17 PM
finding nature's path
walk along the river mend
leaving past behind
#dailyhaikuprompt #mend #haiku
#writingprompt #blueskypoets
#micropoetry #poetry
walk along the river mend
leaving past behind
#dailyhaikuprompt #mend #haiku
#writingprompt #blueskypoets
#micropoetry #poetry
Reposted by a.d.
countless trees
reached to a blushing sky
offering condolences
for the #wound of man
what had become
of her earthly charge
tears fell wistfully
while she remembered
songs from a joyous #nest
instead of death knells
wrought by the cuckoos
who infected it
#vss365 #emoetry #wistful
#wildwalkprompt
reached to a blushing sky
offering condolences
for the #wound of man
what had become
of her earthly charge
tears fell wistfully
while she remembered
songs from a joyous #nest
instead of death knells
wrought by the cuckoos
who infected it
#vss365 #emoetry #wistful
#wildwalkprompt
February 6, 2026 at 1:09 PM
Reposted by a.d.
Her tracks
disappear
like a ghost
as she folds
and folds
further into
herself
seeking escape,
terrified
mortified
of the vast
deep dark
oceans of
the lonely life
before her
#promptcombo @hool415.bsky.social #vss365 #emoetry #poetry
disappear
like a ghost
as she folds
and folds
further into
herself
seeking escape,
terrified
mortified
of the vast
deep dark
oceans of
the lonely life
before her
#promptcombo @hool415.bsky.social #vss365 #emoetry #poetry
February 4, 2026 at 1:51 PM
Her tracks
disappear
like a ghost
as she folds
and folds
further into
herself
seeking escape,
terrified
mortified
of the vast
deep dark
oceans of
the lonely life
before her
#promptcombo @hool415.bsky.social #vss365 #emoetry #poetry
disappear
like a ghost
as she folds
and folds
further into
herself
seeking escape,
terrified
mortified
of the vast
deep dark
oceans of
the lonely life
before her
#promptcombo @hool415.bsky.social #vss365 #emoetry #poetry
Reposted by a.d.
we spent days bending nails
to pick locks on long trains
no whistle stops in a wilderness of politics
your ghost follows
soul observed to bones as a hunger
of honed habitation and spirit wear
marks left behind where
when and what may or may not be
those why(s) we still worship things #vss365
to pick locks on long trains
no whistle stops in a wilderness of politics
your ghost follows
soul observed to bones as a hunger
of honed habitation and spirit wear
marks left behind where
when and what may or may not be
those why(s) we still worship things #vss365
February 4, 2026 at 2:32 PM
we spent days bending nails
to pick locks on long trains
no whistle stops in a wilderness of politics
your ghost follows
soul observed to bones as a hunger
of honed habitation and spirit wear
marks left behind where
when and what may or may not be
those why(s) we still worship things #vss365
to pick locks on long trains
no whistle stops in a wilderness of politics
your ghost follows
soul observed to bones as a hunger
of honed habitation and spirit wear
marks left behind where
when and what may or may not be
those why(s) we still worship things #vss365
accompanied
by the ghosts of you
wondering which version
of happy you'll wear today
#terrified to be unmasked...
but sorrow is like a fleet in being
the everpresent threat & torment
& when you stop trying
to fool the world w/ a smile
you realise they've all been fooling you
#vss365 #ghost #emoetry
by the ghosts of you
wondering which version
of happy you'll wear today
#terrified to be unmasked...
but sorrow is like a fleet in being
the everpresent threat & torment
& when you stop trying
to fool the world w/ a smile
you realise they've all been fooling you
#vss365 #ghost #emoetry
February 4, 2026 at 12:57 PM
accompanied
by the ghosts of you
wondering which version
of happy you'll wear today
#terrified to be unmasked...
but sorrow is like a fleet in being
the everpresent threat & torment
& when you stop trying
to fool the world w/ a smile
you realise they've all been fooling you
#vss365 #ghost #emoetry
by the ghosts of you
wondering which version
of happy you'll wear today
#terrified to be unmasked...
but sorrow is like a fleet in being
the everpresent threat & torment
& when you stop trying
to fool the world w/ a smile
you realise they've all been fooling you
#vss365 #ghost #emoetry
February 3, 2026 at 10:05 PM
#pain tastes like gunmetal
mania, a 9-volt on the tongue
you get used to the flavours
soon the craving takes over
- it's dry like sawdust -
and the desperate hunger
clawing at your arm
itching at your temple
once #rejected by intellect
becomes metastatic
much akin to so-called love
#vss365 #emoetry
mania, a 9-volt on the tongue
you get used to the flavours
soon the craving takes over
- it's dry like sawdust -
and the desperate hunger
clawing at your arm
itching at your temple
once #rejected by intellect
becomes metastatic
much akin to so-called love
#vss365 #emoetry
February 3, 2026 at 8:13 PM
cursing the storms
so obsessed with the puddles
that you miss the rain
#dailyhaikuprompt #rain #haiku
#writingprompt #blueskypoets
#micropoetry #poetry
so obsessed with the puddles
that you miss the rain
#dailyhaikuprompt #rain #haiku
#writingprompt #blueskypoets
#micropoetry #poetry
February 2, 2026 at 5:24 PM
cursing the storms
so obsessed with the puddles
that you miss the rain
#dailyhaikuprompt #rain #haiku
#writingprompt #blueskypoets
#micropoetry #poetry
so obsessed with the puddles
that you miss the rain
#dailyhaikuprompt #rain #haiku
#writingprompt #blueskypoets
#micropoetry #poetry