Allyson Joule
@allysonjoule.bsky.social
Writer/Poet, Singer, Cosplayer, Geek, Buddhist, Truthsayer, INFP
LGBTQIA+ Safe Space
(All posted works written by me, unless otherwise stated.)
https://www.allysonjoule.com/
LGBTQIA+ Safe Space
(All posted works written by me, unless otherwise stated.)
https://www.allysonjoule.com/
FUCK CANCER! π₯
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James Van Der Beek, 'Dawson's Creek' and 'Varsity Blues' star, dies at 48
The actor was diagnosed with stage 3 colorectal cancer in November 2024.
www.nbcnews.com
February 11, 2026 at 9:08 PM
FUCK CANCER! π₯
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Cold settles into the quiet spaces
where you used to be.
Snow gathers on the windowsill
like words you never said.
I reach for you, but only feel
a stretch of winter air.
Nights are heavy with
the weight of your absence.
I miss you most when the world's
white & there's no one left to hold.
#poetry
where you used to be.
Snow gathers on the windowsill
like words you never said.
I reach for you, but only feel
a stretch of winter air.
Nights are heavy with
the weight of your absence.
I miss you most when the world's
white & there's no one left to hold.
#poetry
February 10, 2026 at 4:12 PM
Cold settles into the quiet spaces
where you used to be.
Snow gathers on the windowsill
like words you never said.
I reach for you, but only feel
a stretch of winter air.
Nights are heavy with
the weight of your absence.
I miss you most when the world's
white & there's no one left to hold.
#poetry
where you used to be.
Snow gathers on the windowsill
like words you never said.
I reach for you, but only feel
a stretch of winter air.
Nights are heavy with
the weight of your absence.
I miss you most when the world's
white & there's no one left to hold.
#poetry
Yep...<sigh>...yep...
February 9, 2026 at 11:39 PM
Yep...<sigh>...yep...
OK, group recitation!
February 9, 2026 at 5:08 PM
OK, group recitation!
Reposted by Allyson Joule
Gestapos opened fire, striking Martinez 5 times in the arm, chest & both legs
1 gestapo had body cam ... Martinez has said in court that it shows an officer shouting "do something b--"
The gestapo who shot her, in a group text: "I fired 5 rounds & she had 7 holes. Put that in your book, boys."
1 gestapo had body cam ... Martinez has said in court that it shows an officer shouting "do something b--"
The gestapo who shot her, in a group text: "I fired 5 rounds & she had 7 holes. Put that in your book, boys."
'My own government attempted to execute me,' Chicago woman shot by Border Patrol testifies
Marimar Martinez said she believes that she survived her encounter with Border Patrol agents so she could share her story.
www.yahoo.com
February 4, 2026 at 8:59 PM
Gestapos opened fire, striking Martinez 5 times in the arm, chest & both legs
1 gestapo had body cam ... Martinez has said in court that it shows an officer shouting "do something b--"
The gestapo who shot her, in a group text: "I fired 5 rounds & she had 7 holes. Put that in your book, boys."
1 gestapo had body cam ... Martinez has said in court that it shows an officer shouting "do something b--"
The gestapo who shot her, in a group text: "I fired 5 rounds & she had 7 holes. Put that in your book, boys."
Woke up with this sentence bouncing around in my head...
"I knew you werenβt mine, but I still loved you in the spaces where hope and restraint quietly collide."
"I knew you werenβt mine, but I still loved you in the spaces where hope and restraint quietly collide."
February 3, 2026 at 1:49 PM
Woke up with this sentence bouncing around in my head...
"I knew you werenβt mine, but I still loved you in the spaces where hope and restraint quietly collide."
"I knew you werenβt mine, but I still loved you in the spaces where hope and restraint quietly collide."
This is so cool! I can't wait to hear it. π₯°
February 2, 2026 at 11:05 PM
This is so cool! I can't wait to hear it. π₯°
For my third poetry book, I'm considering a collection of erotic poems. What do you think?
February 2, 2026 at 1:50 AM
For my third poetry book, I'm considering a collection of erotic poems. What do you think?
Stay warm everyone! (Hopefully by cuddling with someone you love π)
January 24, 2026 at 7:01 PM
Stay warm everyone! (Hopefully by cuddling with someone you love π)
I donβt ask for promises,
or certainty,
or a future written in ink.
I only ask that you
stay still long enough
to let my love reach you
and trust me to hold
what you carry, gently.
#poem #poetry #loveisanactionverb
or certainty,
or a future written in ink.
I only ask that you
stay still long enough
to let my love reach you
and trust me to hold
what you carry, gently.
#poem #poetry #loveisanactionverb
January 20, 2026 at 4:25 PM
I donβt ask for promises,
or certainty,
or a future written in ink.
I only ask that you
stay still long enough
to let my love reach you
and trust me to hold
what you carry, gently.
#poem #poetry #loveisanactionverb
or certainty,
or a future written in ink.
I only ask that you
stay still long enough
to let my love reach you
and trust me to hold
what you carry, gently.
#poem #poetry #loveisanactionverb
Almost makes it worth getting sick...
January 15, 2026 at 5:18 AM
Almost makes it worth getting sick...
It gives me hope
when I realize
my heart still knows
what you need,
that my presence
can reach you beneath
your sorrow's armor.
I touch you in
the quiet places,
where truth loosens
and tears arrive.
And you let it happen,
because you don't
know itβs me.
#poem #poetry #heartbreak
when I realize
my heart still knows
what you need,
that my presence
can reach you beneath
your sorrow's armor.
I touch you in
the quiet places,
where truth loosens
and tears arrive.
And you let it happen,
because you don't
know itβs me.
#poem #poetry #heartbreak
January 15, 2026 at 2:06 AM
It gives me hope
when I realize
my heart still knows
what you need,
that my presence
can reach you beneath
your sorrow's armor.
I touch you in
the quiet places,
where truth loosens
and tears arrive.
And you let it happen,
because you don't
know itβs me.
#poem #poetry #heartbreak
when I realize
my heart still knows
what you need,
that my presence
can reach you beneath
your sorrow's armor.
I touch you in
the quiet places,
where truth loosens
and tears arrive.
And you let it happen,
because you don't
know itβs me.
#poem #poetry #heartbreak
Reposting as Saturday's long-form poem. Enjoy!
January 10, 2026 at 4:10 PM
Reposting as Saturday's long-form poem. Enjoy!
Depends on the day π
January 6, 2026 at 5:53 PM
Depends on the day π
I miss you in the
quiet places
where my thoughts
slow down enough
to notice the ache.
Your absence presses
against my chest
like weather,
unavoidable,
changing the shape
of every day.
I carry your name
through ordinary hours,
and everything I do
feels like waiting.
#poetry #lonelyday
quiet places
where my thoughts
slow down enough
to notice the ache.
Your absence presses
against my chest
like weather,
unavoidable,
changing the shape
of every day.
I carry your name
through ordinary hours,
and everything I do
feels like waiting.
#poetry #lonelyday
January 6, 2026 at 4:52 PM
I miss you in the
quiet places
where my thoughts
slow down enough
to notice the ache.
Your absence presses
against my chest
like weather,
unavoidable,
changing the shape
of every day.
I carry your name
through ordinary hours,
and everything I do
feels like waiting.
#poetry #lonelyday
quiet places
where my thoughts
slow down enough
to notice the ache.
Your absence presses
against my chest
like weather,
unavoidable,
changing the shape
of every day.
I carry your name
through ordinary hours,
and everything I do
feels like waiting.
#poetry #lonelyday
The calendar turns,
bright and ceremonial,
but my chest carries
the same old fracture.
January arrives with
clean air and loud promises
but never asked my
heart for permission.
I step into the new year
with your name still aching,
learning that time moves forward while yearning stays.
#poetry
bright and ceremonial,
but my chest carries
the same old fracture.
January arrives with
clean air and loud promises
but never asked my
heart for permission.
I step into the new year
with your name still aching,
learning that time moves forward while yearning stays.
#poetry
January 3, 2026 at 10:24 PM
The calendar turns,
bright and ceremonial,
but my chest carries
the same old fracture.
January arrives with
clean air and loud promises
but never asked my
heart for permission.
I step into the new year
with your name still aching,
learning that time moves forward while yearning stays.
#poetry
bright and ceremonial,
but my chest carries
the same old fracture.
January arrives with
clean air and loud promises
but never asked my
heart for permission.
I step into the new year
with your name still aching,
learning that time moves forward while yearning stays.
#poetry