Ann Tigone
@anntigone.bsky.social
Poet. Movie geek. Dramatic but lazy. Wistfully nonchalant. Passionately disinterested in oxymorons.
The question
repeated itself in my mind—
it said, time & again
you do the same old thing,
when will you learn?
& I replied,
stop dreaming?
Stop being a hopeless
romantic?
Never—
even when
I'm returned to stardust,
I'll spread my dreams
like fireworks
to light the universe.
#FromOneLine 405
repeated itself in my mind—
it said, time & again
you do the same old thing,
when will you learn?
& I replied,
stop dreaming?
Stop being a hopeless
romantic?
Never—
even when
I'm returned to stardust,
I'll spread my dreams
like fireworks
to light the universe.
#FromOneLine 405
February 10, 2026 at 1:21 PM
The question
repeated itself in my mind—
it said, time & again
you do the same old thing,
when will you learn?
& I replied,
stop dreaming?
Stop being a hopeless
romantic?
Never—
even when
I'm returned to stardust,
I'll spread my dreams
like fireworks
to light the universe.
#FromOneLine 405
repeated itself in my mind—
it said, time & again
you do the same old thing,
when will you learn?
& I replied,
stop dreaming?
Stop being a hopeless
romantic?
Never—
even when
I'm returned to stardust,
I'll spread my dreams
like fireworks
to light the universe.
#FromOneLine 405
When I see a sapling
reach toward the sun
it's to you
my thoughts turn
watching the waves
grasp for the shore
there in my mind
you appear
observing a bee
seek the ideal flower
I can't but ponder
how you are
& I wonder
when you see the breeze
press her lips
to the trees—
do you ever
think of me?
reach toward the sun
it's to you
my thoughts turn
watching the waves
grasp for the shore
there in my mind
you appear
observing a bee
seek the ideal flower
I can't but ponder
how you are
& I wonder
when you see the breeze
press her lips
to the trees—
do you ever
think of me?
February 10, 2026 at 12:56 PM
When I see a sapling
reach toward the sun
it's to you
my thoughts turn
watching the waves
grasp for the shore
there in my mind
you appear
observing a bee
seek the ideal flower
I can't but ponder
how you are
& I wonder
when you see the breeze
press her lips
to the trees—
do you ever
think of me?
reach toward the sun
it's to you
my thoughts turn
watching the waves
grasp for the shore
there in my mind
you appear
observing a bee
seek the ideal flower
I can't but ponder
how you are
& I wonder
when you see the breeze
press her lips
to the trees—
do you ever
think of me?
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Sunlight banned shadows
Now they hide in dark corners
And conspire with night.
#haikufeels #ban #senryu #haiku
Now they hide in dark corners
And conspire with night.
#haikufeels #ban #senryu #haiku
February 10, 2026 at 12:30 PM
Sunlight banned shadows
Now they hide in dark corners
And conspire with night.
#haikufeels #ban #senryu #haiku
Now they hide in dark corners
And conspire with night.
#haikufeels #ban #senryu #haiku
The tenor of my heart
wavered, an offbeat key,
when you thundered in
in your quiet way,
gently seismic
your instincts knew
it wasn't raucousness
would make me swoon,
my ear more attuned
to subtle cues—
your quirky mind,
your witty ways
created the quake
that subtly shook me
off my feet.
#inkmine
wavered, an offbeat key,
when you thundered in
in your quiet way,
gently seismic
your instincts knew
it wasn't raucousness
would make me swoon,
my ear more attuned
to subtle cues—
your quirky mind,
your witty ways
created the quake
that subtly shook me
off my feet.
#inkmine
February 10, 2026 at 12:23 PM
The tenor of my heart
wavered, an offbeat key,
when you thundered in
in your quiet way,
gently seismic
your instincts knew
it wasn't raucousness
would make me swoon,
my ear more attuned
to subtle cues—
your quirky mind,
your witty ways
created the quake
that subtly shook me
off my feet.
#inkmine
wavered, an offbeat key,
when you thundered in
in your quiet way,
gently seismic
your instincts knew
it wasn't raucousness
would make me swoon,
my ear more attuned
to subtle cues—
your quirky mind,
your witty ways
created the quake
that subtly shook me
off my feet.
#inkmine
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Such a dazzling glare
To look into someone's soul
See the beauty there.
#haikufeels #glare #senryu #haiku
To look into someone's soul
See the beauty there.
#haikufeels #glare #senryu #haiku
February 10, 2026 at 11:39 AM
Such a dazzling glare
To look into someone's soul
See the beauty there.
#haikufeels #glare #senryu #haiku
To look into someone's soul
See the beauty there.
#haikufeels #glare #senryu #haiku
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February 9, 2026 at 11:38 PM
And there it is,
the ache of defeat—
to take a stand
or throw in the towel?
Or maybe choose
the unpopular opinion—
run straight at the squall,
dressed in the plumage
of defeat, delighting in
its accoutrements
I'll make a jester of it
'til the storm passes
and hope returns.
the ache of defeat—
to take a stand
or throw in the towel?
Or maybe choose
the unpopular opinion—
run straight at the squall,
dressed in the plumage
of defeat, delighting in
its accoutrements
I'll make a jester of it
'til the storm passes
and hope returns.
February 10, 2026 at 10:27 AM
And there it is,
the ache of defeat—
to take a stand
or throw in the towel?
Or maybe choose
the unpopular opinion—
run straight at the squall,
dressed in the plumage
of defeat, delighting in
its accoutrements
I'll make a jester of it
'til the storm passes
and hope returns.
the ache of defeat—
to take a stand
or throw in the towel?
Or maybe choose
the unpopular opinion—
run straight at the squall,
dressed in the plumage
of defeat, delighting in
its accoutrements
I'll make a jester of it
'til the storm passes
and hope returns.
Abysm in crisis
It stared into existence
Found too much meaning.
#haikuhorrorprompt #abysm #haiku #senryu
It stared into existence
Found too much meaning.
#haikuhorrorprompt #abysm #haiku #senryu
February 10, 2026 at 7:58 AM
Abysm in crisis
It stared into existence
Found too much meaning.
#haikuhorrorprompt #abysm #haiku #senryu
It stared into existence
Found too much meaning.
#haikuhorrorprompt #abysm #haiku #senryu
T'was a love hate thing
Curses offered up like prayers
Confused devotion.
#weirdmicro #ConfusedDevotion #haiku #senryu
Curses offered up like prayers
Confused devotion.
#weirdmicro #ConfusedDevotion #haiku #senryu
February 10, 2026 at 7:52 AM
T'was a love hate thing
Curses offered up like prayers
Confused devotion.
#weirdmicro #ConfusedDevotion #haiku #senryu
Curses offered up like prayers
Confused devotion.
#weirdmicro #ConfusedDevotion #haiku #senryu
When your eyes linger
Stanzas etched across my heart
More than words can say.
#bedroomeyes #morethanwordscansay #haiku #senryu
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Stanzas etched across my heart
More than words can say.
#bedroomeyes #morethanwordscansay #haiku #senryu
@oldsoulprose.bsky.social
February 10, 2026 at 7:51 AM
When your eyes linger
Stanzas etched across my heart
More than words can say.
#bedroomeyes #morethanwordscansay #haiku #senryu
@oldsoulprose.bsky.social
Stanzas etched across my heart
More than words can say.
#bedroomeyes #morethanwordscansay #haiku #senryu
@oldsoulprose.bsky.social
Teens under lamplight
Shy kisses, his cheeks matching
Her violet hair.
#DailyHaikuPrompt #Violet #Lamplight #haiku #senryu
Shy kisses, his cheeks matching
Her violet hair.
#DailyHaikuPrompt #Violet #Lamplight #haiku #senryu
February 10, 2026 at 7:51 AM
Teens under lamplight
Shy kisses, his cheeks matching
Her violet hair.
#DailyHaikuPrompt #Violet #Lamplight #haiku #senryu
Shy kisses, his cheeks matching
Her violet hair.
#DailyHaikuPrompt #Violet #Lamplight #haiku #senryu
Should time roll out
its oubliette
making me forget
everything between
one life & the next
I would make
a deal with fate
to hide a memory
of us
& as time's back
was turned
fate could intervene
reuniting us
at destiny's tree
where details
recalled would
be nothing
to love reborn
& lived again.
its oubliette
making me forget
everything between
one life & the next
I would make
a deal with fate
to hide a memory
of us
& as time's back
was turned
fate could intervene
reuniting us
at destiny's tree
where details
recalled would
be nothing
to love reborn
& lived again.
February 9, 2026 at 10:08 PM
Should time roll out
its oubliette
making me forget
everything between
one life & the next
I would make
a deal with fate
to hide a memory
of us
& as time's back
was turned
fate could intervene
reuniting us
at destiny's tree
where details
recalled would
be nothing
to love reborn
& lived again.
its oubliette
making me forget
everything between
one life & the next
I would make
a deal with fate
to hide a memory
of us
& as time's back
was turned
fate could intervene
reuniting us
at destiny's tree
where details
recalled would
be nothing
to love reborn
& lived again.
On the barren earth-
there-
the tiniest crack,
from which
a sapling peeks
reaching gingerly
toward the sun,
as if checking—
will it nourish
or burn?
because even hope
can hurt
when you've learned
not to trust
all that it promises.
#mpprompt
there-
the tiniest crack,
from which
a sapling peeks
reaching gingerly
toward the sun,
as if checking—
will it nourish
or burn?
because even hope
can hurt
when you've learned
not to trust
all that it promises.
#mpprompt
Today's #poetryprompt:
A little different today. Sit down, take a deep breath, imagine you have just received some really good news.
Now write.
#MPPrompt
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A little different today. Sit down, take a deep breath, imagine you have just received some really good news.
Now write.
#MPPrompt
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February 9, 2026 at 4:38 PM
On the barren earth-
there-
the tiniest crack,
from which
a sapling peeks
reaching gingerly
toward the sun,
as if checking—
will it nourish
or burn?
because even hope
can hurt
when you've learned
not to trust
all that it promises.
#mpprompt
there-
the tiniest crack,
from which
a sapling peeks
reaching gingerly
toward the sun,
as if checking—
will it nourish
or burn?
because even hope
can hurt
when you've learned
not to trust
all that it promises.
#mpprompt
I should challenge
my memory,
the way it files
in detail when
soldiers of fate
attacked with
devastating force,
leaving bones
of chances lost
but not the vactions
or happy hours
reading in the yard,
adventures taken,
chances won
hard to ascend
to a better mood
when my mind only
replays gloom.
my memory,
the way it files
in detail when
soldiers of fate
attacked with
devastating force,
leaving bones
of chances lost
but not the vactions
or happy hours
reading in the yard,
adventures taken,
chances won
hard to ascend
to a better mood
when my mind only
replays gloom.
February 9, 2026 at 2:32 PM
I should challenge
my memory,
the way it files
in detail when
soldiers of fate
attacked with
devastating force,
leaving bones
of chances lost
but not the vactions
or happy hours
reading in the yard,
adventures taken,
chances won
hard to ascend
to a better mood
when my mind only
replays gloom.
my memory,
the way it files
in detail when
soldiers of fate
attacked with
devastating force,
leaving bones
of chances lost
but not the vactions
or happy hours
reading in the yard,
adventures taken,
chances won
hard to ascend
to a better mood
when my mind only
replays gloom.
Poor, starving vampire
Grasps at a blood oasis
Human neck mirage.
#haikuhorrorprompt #Oasis #haiku #senryu
Grasps at a blood oasis
Human neck mirage.
#haikuhorrorprompt #Oasis #haiku #senryu
February 9, 2026 at 8:31 AM
Poor, starving vampire
Grasps at a blood oasis
Human neck mirage.
#haikuhorrorprompt #Oasis #haiku #senryu
Grasps at a blood oasis
Human neck mirage.
#haikuhorrorprompt #Oasis #haiku #senryu
I, of finite calm
Of nerves ever frayed threadbare
But of endless love.
#bedroomeyes #EndlessLove #haiku #senryu
@oldsoulprose.bsky.social
Of nerves ever frayed threadbare
But of endless love.
#bedroomeyes #EndlessLove #haiku #senryu
@oldsoulprose.bsky.social
February 9, 2026 at 8:30 AM
I, of finite calm
Of nerves ever frayed threadbare
But of endless love.
#bedroomeyes #EndlessLove #haiku #senryu
@oldsoulprose.bsky.social
Of nerves ever frayed threadbare
But of endless love.
#bedroomeyes #EndlessLove #haiku #senryu
@oldsoulprose.bsky.social
Birds patiently wait
A procedural silence
'Til dawn's curtains drawn.
#weirdmicro #ProceduralSilence #haiku #senryu
A procedural silence
'Til dawn's curtains drawn.
#weirdmicro #ProceduralSilence #haiku #senryu
February 9, 2026 at 8:00 AM
Birds patiently wait
A procedural silence
'Til dawn's curtains drawn.
#weirdmicro #ProceduralSilence #haiku #senryu
A procedural silence
'Til dawn's curtains drawn.
#weirdmicro #ProceduralSilence #haiku #senryu
The moon, Selene—
Spring's lantern, lighting the way
For Persephone.
#DailyHaikuPrompt #SpringLantern #Moon #haiku #senryu
Spring's lantern, lighting the way
For Persephone.
#DailyHaikuPrompt #SpringLantern #Moon #haiku #senryu
February 9, 2026 at 7:59 AM
The moon, Selene—
Spring's lantern, lighting the way
For Persephone.
#DailyHaikuPrompt #SpringLantern #Moon #haiku #senryu
Spring's lantern, lighting the way
For Persephone.
#DailyHaikuPrompt #SpringLantern #Moon #haiku #senryu
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Do not sell the red bike.
Fix the chain.
You know how.
Eat slower.
Look at birds
even the boring ones.
#mpprompt #poetry #prompt #poetryprompt #writing
Fix the chain.
You know how.
Eat slower.
Look at birds
even the boring ones.
#mpprompt #poetry #prompt #poetryprompt #writing
Today's #poetryprompt:
You opened up a box you found buried in the back yard, and it contained this poem.
#MPPrompt
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You opened up a box you found buried in the back yard, and it contained this poem.
#MPPrompt
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February 8, 2026 at 1:52 PM
Do not sell the red bike.
Fix the chain.
You know how.
Eat slower.
Look at birds
even the boring ones.
#mpprompt #poetry #prompt #poetryprompt #writing
Fix the chain.
You know how.
Eat slower.
Look at birds
even the boring ones.
#mpprompt #poetry #prompt #poetryprompt #writing
As a child
she was too grown—
eyes that made
the adults wary
like she might know
secrets she shouldn't
as an adult
she was a child—
lost,
ever seeking
out a place
she couldn't find
before she died
she smiled
like the secrets
of her childhood
had come back
to her—
the map
to that place
discovered.
she was too grown—
eyes that made
the adults wary
like she might know
secrets she shouldn't
as an adult
she was a child—
lost,
ever seeking
out a place
she couldn't find
before she died
she smiled
like the secrets
of her childhood
had come back
to her—
the map
to that place
discovered.
February 8, 2026 at 4:23 PM
As a child
she was too grown—
eyes that made
the adults wary
like she might know
secrets she shouldn't
as an adult
she was a child—
lost,
ever seeking
out a place
she couldn't find
before she died
she smiled
like the secrets
of her childhood
had come back
to her—
the map
to that place
discovered.
she was too grown—
eyes that made
the adults wary
like she might know
secrets she shouldn't
as an adult
she was a child—
lost,
ever seeking
out a place
she couldn't find
before she died
she smiled
like the secrets
of her childhood
had come back
to her—
the map
to that place
discovered.
What is peace?
Does the sound
of grass growing
come close?
Quiet enough to hear
the universe happening
all around us
not the relentless noise
that obscures the size
even of our own
tiny space
I want to hear
how small I am
all the time
so I can know
that the pain
is small too.
#FaeSense
Does the sound
of grass growing
come close?
Quiet enough to hear
the universe happening
all around us
not the relentless noise
that obscures the size
even of our own
tiny space
I want to hear
how small I am
all the time
so I can know
that the pain
is small too.
#FaeSense
February 8, 2026 at 3:32 PM
What is peace?
Does the sound
of grass growing
come close?
Quiet enough to hear
the universe happening
all around us
not the relentless noise
that obscures the size
even of our own
tiny space
I want to hear
how small I am
all the time
so I can know
that the pain
is small too.
#FaeSense
Does the sound
of grass growing
come close?
Quiet enough to hear
the universe happening
all around us
not the relentless noise
that obscures the size
even of our own
tiny space
I want to hear
how small I am
all the time
so I can know
that the pain
is small too.
#FaeSense
Reposted by Ann Tigone
Show me
all the parts of you
that you do not love
so I know where to begin.
all the parts of you
that you do not love
so I know where to begin.
February 8, 2026 at 1:10 PM
Show me
all the parts of you
that you do not love
so I know where to begin.
all the parts of you
that you do not love
so I know where to begin.
Reposted by Ann Tigone
February 8, 2026 at 1:41 PM