Ann Tigone
@anntigone.bsky.social
Poet. Movie geek. Dramatic but lazy. Wistfully nonchalant. Passionately disinterested in oxymorons.
Pinned
I thought of you today
as the sun snuck out
from behind a cloud
you blossomed into view
when I saw a new shoot
about to bloom
you flowed into my mind
on a gentle wave
as I watched the sea
softly sway
or do I fool myself
to say such things?
When in truth
I think of you
always.
#poem #poetry
as the sun snuck out
from behind a cloud
you blossomed into view
when I saw a new shoot
about to bloom
you flowed into my mind
on a gentle wave
as I watched the sea
softly sway
or do I fool myself
to say such things?
When in truth
I think of you
always.
#poem #poetry
February 19, 2026 at 7:06 PM
Reposted by Ann Tigone
If I hired some lights
For the inside of my mind
Would a good mood thrive?
#haikufeels #hire #senryu #haiku
For the inside of my mind
Would a good mood thrive?
#haikufeels #hire #senryu #haiku
February 19, 2026 at 4:18 PM
If I hired some lights
For the inside of my mind
Would a good mood thrive?
#haikufeels #hire #senryu #haiku
For the inside of my mind
Would a good mood thrive?
#haikufeels #hire #senryu #haiku
Deer stands mystified
Headlights shining like bright eyes
Growling metal beast.
#vs365 #mystified #senryu #haiku
Headlights shining like bright eyes
Growling metal beast.
#vs365 #mystified #senryu #haiku
February 19, 2026 at 4:12 PM
Deer stands mystified
Headlights shining like bright eyes
Growling metal beast.
#vs365 #mystified #senryu #haiku
Headlights shining like bright eyes
Growling metal beast.
#vs365 #mystified #senryu #haiku
What is this hope
that climbed
inside my heart
and made
a home there?
What is
this sunshine
gleaming
inside my mind
no matter
the weather?
What are these
glorious chords
my body strums
when I'm in
his arms?
Surely the answer
cannot be found
in just one tiny
little word?
#mpprompt
that climbed
inside my heart
and made
a home there?
What is
this sunshine
gleaming
inside my mind
no matter
the weather?
What are these
glorious chords
my body strums
when I'm in
his arms?
Surely the answer
cannot be found
in just one tiny
little word?
#mpprompt
Today's #poetryprompt:
If love is the answer, what was the question?
#MPPrompt
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If love is the answer, what was the question?
#MPPrompt
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February 19, 2026 at 3:43 PM
What is this hope
that climbed
inside my heart
and made
a home there?
What is
this sunshine
gleaming
inside my mind
no matter
the weather?
What are these
glorious chords
my body strums
when I'm in
his arms?
Surely the answer
cannot be found
in just one tiny
little word?
#mpprompt
that climbed
inside my heart
and made
a home there?
What is
this sunshine
gleaming
inside my mind
no matter
the weather?
What are these
glorious chords
my body strums
when I'm in
his arms?
Surely the answer
cannot be found
in just one tiny
little word?
#mpprompt
Some days
the chimera rages
within me,
breathing fire
and I can't muster
Bellerophon
to twist the spear
clean through,
stripping away
my darker mood —
to limit the harm
she can do.
only afterwards
can I notice
and evaluate
the wreckage
and try to fix
the damage.
the chimera rages
within me,
breathing fire
and I can't muster
Bellerophon
to twist the spear
clean through,
stripping away
my darker mood —
to limit the harm
she can do.
only afterwards
can I notice
and evaluate
the wreckage
and try to fix
the damage.
February 19, 2026 at 11:21 AM
Some days
the chimera rages
within me,
breathing fire
and I can't muster
Bellerophon
to twist the spear
clean through,
stripping away
my darker mood —
to limit the harm
she can do.
only afterwards
can I notice
and evaluate
the wreckage
and try to fix
the damage.
the chimera rages
within me,
breathing fire
and I can't muster
Bellerophon
to twist the spear
clean through,
stripping away
my darker mood —
to limit the harm
she can do.
only afterwards
can I notice
and evaluate
the wreckage
and try to fix
the damage.
His delicate skill
removing silk, began my
graceful undoing.
#weirdmicro #gracefulundoing #haiku #senryu
removing silk, began my
graceful undoing.
#weirdmicro #gracefulundoing #haiku #senryu
February 19, 2026 at 11:08 AM
His delicate skill
removing silk, began my
graceful undoing.
#weirdmicro #gracefulundoing #haiku #senryu
removing silk, began my
graceful undoing.
#weirdmicro #gracefulundoing #haiku #senryu
He is fresh water
Found in the desert, he is
my four leaf clover.
#DailyHaikuPrompt #freshwater #clover #haiku #senryu
Found in the desert, he is
my four leaf clover.
#DailyHaikuPrompt #freshwater #clover #haiku #senryu
February 19, 2026 at 10:57 AM
He is fresh water
Found in the desert, he is
my four leaf clover.
#DailyHaikuPrompt #freshwater #clover #haiku #senryu
Found in the desert, he is
my four leaf clover.
#DailyHaikuPrompt #freshwater #clover #haiku #senryu
He smiled, handed me
A giant blood filled bouquet
Dripping in roses.
#haikuhorrorprompt #bloodfilled
#haiku #senryu
A giant blood filled bouquet
Dripping in roses.
#haikuhorrorprompt #bloodfilled
#haiku #senryu
February 19, 2026 at 8:47 AM
He smiled, handed me
A giant blood filled bouquet
Dripping in roses.
#haikuhorrorprompt #bloodfilled
#haiku #senryu
A giant blood filled bouquet
Dripping in roses.
#haikuhorrorprompt #bloodfilled
#haiku #senryu
She chewed up partners
Like a carniverous plant
Venus maneater.
#bedroomeyes #maneater
#haiku #senryu
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Like a carniverous plant
Venus maneater.
#bedroomeyes #maneater
#haiku #senryu
@oldsoulprose.bsky.social
February 19, 2026 at 8:46 AM
She chewed up partners
Like a carniverous plant
Venus maneater.
#bedroomeyes #maneater
#haiku #senryu
@oldsoulprose.bsky.social
Like a carniverous plant
Venus maneater.
#bedroomeyes #maneater
#haiku #senryu
@oldsoulprose.bsky.social
February 19, 2026 at 8:44 AM
Since I was a kid
I've been allergic
to loudness—
motorbikes,
traffic lights,
noisy trains,
beeping sounds,
car horns,
slammed doors,
blaring tunes—
noise, noise,
more & more
& as I get older
I find it harder
& harder
'cause all I want,
all I ever want,
is just a little more
Quiet.
#mpprompt
I've been allergic
to loudness—
motorbikes,
traffic lights,
noisy trains,
beeping sounds,
car horns,
slammed doors,
blaring tunes—
noise, noise,
more & more
& as I get older
I find it harder
& harder
'cause all I want,
all I ever want,
is just a little more
Quiet.
#mpprompt
Today's #poetryprompt:
Write me a poem about an allergy! Can be to a real thing or something less tangible.
#MPPrompt
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Write me a poem about an allergy! Can be to a real thing or something less tangible.
#MPPrompt
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Follow for daily prompts
February 18, 2026 at 9:20 PM
Since I was a kid
I've been allergic
to loudness—
motorbikes,
traffic lights,
noisy trains,
beeping sounds,
car horns,
slammed doors,
blaring tunes—
noise, noise,
more & more
& as I get older
I find it harder
& harder
'cause all I want,
all I ever want,
is just a little more
Quiet.
#mpprompt
I've been allergic
to loudness—
motorbikes,
traffic lights,
noisy trains,
beeping sounds,
car horns,
slammed doors,
blaring tunes—
noise, noise,
more & more
& as I get older
I find it harder
& harder
'cause all I want,
all I ever want,
is just a little more
Quiet.
#mpprompt
Reposted by Ann Tigone
Work to Live
Labour lifts us from the ground,
Whilst machines are ever bound,
We seek moments more profound.
We clock out for sunsets' hue,
Robots clock for eons through,
Never knowing skies of blue.
#poem #poemoftheday #poetry #poems #bluesky #blueskypoetry #blueskyart #art #life
Labour lifts us from the ground,
Whilst machines are ever bound,
We seek moments more profound.
We clock out for sunsets' hue,
Robots clock for eons through,
Never knowing skies of blue.
#poem #poemoftheday #poetry #poems #bluesky #blueskypoetry #blueskyart #art #life
February 15, 2026 at 4:21 AM
Work to Live
Labour lifts us from the ground,
Whilst machines are ever bound,
We seek moments more profound.
We clock out for sunsets' hue,
Robots clock for eons through,
Never knowing skies of blue.
#poem #poemoftheday #poetry #poems #bluesky #blueskypoetry #blueskyart #art #life
Labour lifts us from the ground,
Whilst machines are ever bound,
We seek moments more profound.
We clock out for sunsets' hue,
Robots clock for eons through,
Never knowing skies of blue.
#poem #poemoftheday #poetry #poems #bluesky #blueskypoetry #blueskyart #art #life
Reposted by Ann Tigone
February 18, 2026 at 8:26 PM
Reposted by Ann Tigone
February 15, 2026 at 1:11 PM
Reposted by Ann Tigone
Some connections quiet the noise of everything else…
February 18, 2026 at 8:06 PM
Some connections quiet the noise of everything else…
Reposted by Ann Tigone
Reposted by Ann Tigone
#poetry
When broken waves
Bounce #bouncy on seas
To shores of forgotten promises
Shadowing tides gasp
To reach the sky for mercy
Before hearts sink forever-lie
Treasures under the sea
Precious so out of grasp
Broken promises broken sea shells
Sandcastles tear away
#vss365 📸 Astragal
When broken waves
Bounce #bouncy on seas
To shores of forgotten promises
Shadowing tides gasp
To reach the sky for mercy
Before hearts sink forever-lie
Treasures under the sea
Precious so out of grasp
Broken promises broken sea shells
Sandcastles tear away
#vss365 📸 Astragal
February 18, 2026 at 2:38 PM
Reposted by Ann Tigone
Heroes behind the
Scenes, our nurses, carers,
The hands of healing.
#FreeVerseFebruary #heroes #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity
@daveashleypoet.bsky.social
Scenes, our nurses, carers,
The hands of healing.
#FreeVerseFebruary #heroes #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity
@daveashleypoet.bsky.social
February 17, 2026 at 12:16 PM
Heroes behind the
Scenes, our nurses, carers,
The hands of healing.
#FreeVerseFebruary #heroes #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity
@daveashleypoet.bsky.social
Scenes, our nurses, carers,
The hands of healing.
#FreeVerseFebruary #heroes #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity
@daveashleypoet.bsky.social
It was not the sum
of what came before
brought me to your door
it wasn't by threading
the bones of the past
I arrived in your arms
nor was it a feast
of earlier foibles
took me to your table
it was walking steadfast
along a future path
led me straight
to your heart.
#sensewrds 186
of what came before
brought me to your door
it wasn't by threading
the bones of the past
I arrived in your arms
nor was it a feast
of earlier foibles
took me to your table
it was walking steadfast
along a future path
led me straight
to your heart.
#sensewrds 186
February 18, 2026 at 7:34 PM
It was not the sum
of what came before
brought me to your door
it wasn't by threading
the bones of the past
I arrived in your arms
nor was it a feast
of earlier foibles
took me to your table
it was walking steadfast
along a future path
led me straight
to your heart.
#sensewrds 186
of what came before
brought me to your door
it wasn't by threading
the bones of the past
I arrived in your arms
nor was it a feast
of earlier foibles
took me to your table
it was walking steadfast
along a future path
led me straight
to your heart.
#sensewrds 186
Will you still love me
When all I have left to give
is my aching soul?
#bedroomeyes #WillYouStillLoveMe
#haiku #senryu
@oldsoulprose.bsky.social
When all I have left to give
is my aching soul?
#bedroomeyes #WillYouStillLoveMe
#haiku #senryu
@oldsoulprose.bsky.social
February 18, 2026 at 3:42 PM
Will you still love me
When all I have left to give
is my aching soul?
#bedroomeyes #WillYouStillLoveMe
#haiku #senryu
@oldsoulprose.bsky.social
When all I have left to give
is my aching soul?
#bedroomeyes #WillYouStillLoveMe
#haiku #senryu
@oldsoulprose.bsky.social
February 18, 2026 at 3:10 PM
Reposted by Ann Tigone
At the long day's end
Twilight kisses light goodnight
Sneaks off with the dark.
#haikufeels #end #senryu #haiku
Twilight kisses light goodnight
Sneaks off with the dark.
#haikufeels #end #senryu #haiku
February 18, 2026 at 3:06 PM
At the long day's end
Twilight kisses light goodnight
Sneaks off with the dark.
#haikufeels #end #senryu #haiku
Twilight kisses light goodnight
Sneaks off with the dark.
#haikufeels #end #senryu #haiku
As you watch the time,
those hands dancing
to a hypnotic beat,
seeing an abundance
of hours & minutes,
seconds that seem
infinite—
don't forget to look
away & get on
with living
because either way,
looking or not,
the time ticks
and you
don't
ever
get
it
back.
#mpprompt
those hands dancing
to a hypnotic beat,
seeing an abundance
of hours & minutes,
seconds that seem
infinite—
don't forget to look
away & get on
with living
because either way,
looking or not,
the time ticks
and you
don't
ever
get
it
back.
#mpprompt
Today's #poetryprompt:
Write me a poem that is also a warning!
#MPPrompt
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Write me a poem that is also a warning!
#MPPrompt
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Follow for daily prompts
February 18, 2026 at 2:08 PM
As you watch the time,
those hands dancing
to a hypnotic beat,
seeing an abundance
of hours & minutes,
seconds that seem
infinite—
don't forget to look
away & get on
with living
because either way,
looking or not,
the time ticks
and you
don't
ever
get
it
back.
#mpprompt
those hands dancing
to a hypnotic beat,
seeing an abundance
of hours & minutes,
seconds that seem
infinite—
don't forget to look
away & get on
with living
because either way,
looking or not,
the time ticks
and you
don't
ever
get
it
back.
#mpprompt
In days gone by
we'd court lawlessness
for a mind-blowing high
now, more inclined
to consult the rule book—
thumb its pages
curled up on the couch,
stemming the urge
to go wild
but sometimes
the high highs
come calling,
& we give in
'cause to live each day
run of the mill
is a slow way
to die.
we'd court lawlessness
for a mind-blowing high
now, more inclined
to consult the rule book—
thumb its pages
curled up on the couch,
stemming the urge
to go wild
but sometimes
the high highs
come calling,
& we give in
'cause to live each day
run of the mill
is a slow way
to die.
February 18, 2026 at 10:00 AM
In days gone by
we'd court lawlessness
for a mind-blowing high
now, more inclined
to consult the rule book—
thumb its pages
curled up on the couch,
stemming the urge
to go wild
but sometimes
the high highs
come calling,
& we give in
'cause to live each day
run of the mill
is a slow way
to die.
we'd court lawlessness
for a mind-blowing high
now, more inclined
to consult the rule book—
thumb its pages
curled up on the couch,
stemming the urge
to go wild
but sometimes
the high highs
come calling,
& we give in
'cause to live each day
run of the mill
is a slow way
to die.
Your mind, an unmapped
Sphere, I plan to chart a course
Over each square inch.
#weirdmicro #UnmappedSphere #haiku #senryu
Sphere, I plan to chart a course
Over each square inch.
#weirdmicro #UnmappedSphere #haiku #senryu
February 18, 2026 at 8:40 AM
Your mind, an unmapped
Sphere, I plan to chart a course
Over each square inch.
#weirdmicro #UnmappedSphere #haiku #senryu
Sphere, I plan to chart a course
Over each square inch.
#weirdmicro #UnmappedSphere #haiku #senryu