Ann Tigone
@anntigone.bsky.social
Poet. Movie geek. Dramatic but lazy. Wistfully nonchalant. Passionately disinterested in oxymorons.
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.
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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.
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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
She considered it
A peculiar proposal
But agreed, intrigued.
#weirdmicro #peculiarproposal #haiku #senryu
A peculiar proposal
But agreed, intrigued.
#weirdmicro #peculiarproposal #haiku #senryu
February 8, 2026 at 1:30 PM
She considered it
A peculiar proposal
But agreed, intrigued.
#weirdmicro #peculiarproposal #haiku #senryu
A peculiar proposal
But agreed, intrigued.
#weirdmicro #peculiarproposal #haiku #senryu
February 8, 2026 at 12:48 PM
Reposted by Ann Tigone
Good afternoon, friends. I've created a new list at @weirdmicro.bsky.social of writers of weird tales and dark balladry to make it easier for us to support each other's writing. Think of it as a #WeirdMicro Writers' Group. Please follow and spread the word.
#WeirdMicro #GrimScribe
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#WeirdMicro #GrimScribe #DawnChorus
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February 7, 2026 at 7:15 PM
Good afternoon, friends. I've created a new list at @weirdmicro.bsky.social of writers of weird tales and dark balladry to make it easier for us to support each other's writing. Think of it as a #WeirdMicro Writers' Group. Please follow and spread the word.
#WeirdMicro #GrimScribe
#WeirdMicro #GrimScribe
Reposted by Ann Tigone
February 7, 2026 at 7:09 PM
The clock ticked
close to ten
when your eyes
locked on to mine—
that devilish shine
you kissed
the soft, pale skin
of my slender neck
& right there & then
I began to ascend
to that blissful
sacred city
of us—
no knock
upon the door,
or anything more
could interrupt,
the splendour—
of our ascent.
close to ten
when your eyes
locked on to mine—
that devilish shine
you kissed
the soft, pale skin
of my slender neck
& right there & then
I began to ascend
to that blissful
sacred city
of us—
no knock
upon the door,
or anything more
could interrupt,
the splendour—
of our ascent.
February 8, 2026 at 10:35 AM
The clock ticked
close to ten
when your eyes
locked on to mine—
that devilish shine
you kissed
the soft, pale skin
of my slender neck
& right there & then
I began to ascend
to that blissful
sacred city
of us—
no knock
upon the door,
or anything more
could interrupt,
the splendour—
of our ascent.
close to ten
when your eyes
locked on to mine—
that devilish shine
you kissed
the soft, pale skin
of my slender neck
& right there & then
I began to ascend
to that blissful
sacred city
of us—
no knock
upon the door,
or anything more
could interrupt,
the splendour—
of our ascent.
Reposted by Ann Tigone
her nest compiled
of books journals
pencils, placed
strategically
sanctuary
haven
#WildWalkPrompt nest #poetry
of books journals
pencils, placed
strategically
sanctuary
haven
#WildWalkPrompt nest #poetry
February 6, 2026 at 7:51 AM
her nest compiled
of books journals
pencils, placed
strategically
sanctuary
haven
#WildWalkPrompt nest #poetry
of books journals
pencils, placed
strategically
sanctuary
haven
#WildWalkPrompt nest #poetry
Bodies entangled
Our souls dancing together
Two hearts beat as one.
#bedroomeyes #TwoHeartsBeatAsOne #haiku #senryu
@oldsoulprose.bsky.social
Our souls dancing together
Two hearts beat as one.
#bedroomeyes #TwoHeartsBeatAsOne #haiku #senryu
@oldsoulprose.bsky.social
February 8, 2026 at 9:58 AM
Bodies entangled
Our souls dancing together
Two hearts beat as one.
#bedroomeyes #TwoHeartsBeatAsOne #haiku #senryu
@oldsoulprose.bsky.social
Our souls dancing together
Two hearts beat as one.
#bedroomeyes #TwoHeartsBeatAsOne #haiku #senryu
@oldsoulprose.bsky.social
Afterlife admin
Files of damned and blessed sorted
Neatly in two piles.
#haikuhorrorprompt #Sorted #haiku #senryu
Files of damned and blessed sorted
Neatly in two piles.
#haikuhorrorprompt #Sorted #haiku #senryu
February 8, 2026 at 9:54 AM
Afterlife admin
Files of damned and blessed sorted
Neatly in two piles.
#haikuhorrorprompt #Sorted #haiku #senryu
Files of damned and blessed sorted
Neatly in two piles.
#haikuhorrorprompt #Sorted #haiku #senryu
The cosmos once snowed
A great big flurry of stars
Spangled Milky Way.
#DailyHaikuPrompt #Flurry #MilkyWay #haiku #senryu
A great big flurry of stars
Spangled Milky Way.
#DailyHaikuPrompt #Flurry #MilkyWay #haiku #senryu
February 8, 2026 at 9:53 AM
The cosmos once snowed
A great big flurry of stars
Spangled Milky Way.
#DailyHaikuPrompt #Flurry #MilkyWay #haiku #senryu
A great big flurry of stars
Spangled Milky Way.
#DailyHaikuPrompt #Flurry #MilkyWay #haiku #senryu
The shore could
forget the waves
were the seas
to drain away
the dawn could
lose sight
of the light
if the sun
declined to shine
& clouds might not
miss the rain
if ever
a long drought came
But no matter,
the passing time
or anything
that might arise
I could never
forget your eyes.
#poem #poetry
forget the waves
were the seas
to drain away
the dawn could
lose sight
of the light
if the sun
declined to shine
& clouds might not
miss the rain
if ever
a long drought came
But no matter,
the passing time
or anything
that might arise
I could never
forget your eyes.
#poem #poetry
February 7, 2026 at 8:23 PM
I gave up religion
long ago
but in you
I find
an undeniable truth
in the comfort
of your skin,
I find something
to believe in
When your hand
is in mine,
there
I access
the divine
I need no church
to worship in
when the door
to us
is always open.
#poem #poetry #skypoets #blueskypoetry
long ago
but in you
I find
an undeniable truth
in the comfort
of your skin,
I find something
to believe in
When your hand
is in mine,
there
I access
the divine
I need no church
to worship in
when the door
to us
is always open.
#poem #poetry #skypoets #blueskypoetry
February 7, 2026 at 3:39 PM
I gave up religion
long ago
but in you
I find
an undeniable truth
in the comfort
of your skin,
I find something
to believe in
When your hand
is in mine,
there
I access
the divine
I need no church
to worship in
when the door
to us
is always open.
#poem #poetry #skypoets #blueskypoetry
long ago
but in you
I find
an undeniable truth
in the comfort
of your skin,
I find something
to believe in
When your hand
is in mine,
there
I access
the divine
I need no church
to worship in
when the door
to us
is always open.
#poem #poetry #skypoets #blueskypoetry