Ann Tigone
@anntigone.bsky.social
Poet. Movie geek. Dramatic but lazy. Wistfully nonchalant. Passionately disinterested in oxymorons.
Pinned
How long will we stay
this way?
where your heart
is the beat of my own
where as soon
as you're gone
I long for your return
where the feeling
of your skin
is my religion
and thoughts of you
are the air
I breath in
please say—
always.
#FromOneLine 406
this way?
where your heart
is the beat of my own
where as soon
as you're gone
I long for your return
where the feeling
of your skin
is my religion
and thoughts of you
are the air
I breath in
please say—
always.
#FromOneLine 406
February 20, 2026 at 10:07 AM
How long will we stay
this way?
where your heart
is the beat of my own
where as soon
as you're gone
I long for your return
where the feeling
of your skin
is my religion
and thoughts of you
are the air
I breath in
please say—
always.
#FromOneLine 406
this way?
where your heart
is the beat of my own
where as soon
as you're gone
I long for your return
where the feeling
of your skin
is my religion
and thoughts of you
are the air
I breath in
please say—
always.
#FromOneLine 406
Once I was
a whisker away
from leaving
the town behind—
the one in my mind,
where the censor resides
boosted, overjoyed
by the idea
of freedom
but when
I got within range
of the border & its
defined surrounds,
I slowed down
remembering
I built these walls
and this is a prison
I put myself in.
a whisker away
from leaving
the town behind—
the one in my mind,
where the censor resides
boosted, overjoyed
by the idea
of freedom
but when
I got within range
of the border & its
defined surrounds,
I slowed down
remembering
I built these walls
and this is a prison
I put myself in.
February 20, 2026 at 9:55 AM
Once I was
a whisker away
from leaving
the town behind—
the one in my mind,
where the censor resides
boosted, overjoyed
by the idea
of freedom
but when
I got within range
of the border & its
defined surrounds,
I slowed down
remembering
I built these walls
and this is a prison
I put myself in.
a whisker away
from leaving
the town behind—
the one in my mind,
where the censor resides
boosted, overjoyed
by the idea
of freedom
but when
I got within range
of the border & its
defined surrounds,
I slowed down
remembering
I built these walls
and this is a prison
I put myself in.
Reposted by Ann Tigone
February 20, 2026 at 12:50 AM
Each day I set sail
On imagination's sea
Poetic journey.
#DailyHaikuPrompt #day #sail #haiku #senryu
On imagination's sea
Poetic journey.
#DailyHaikuPrompt #day #sail #haiku #senryu
February 20, 2026 at 7:50 AM
Each day I set sail
On imagination's sea
Poetic journey.
#DailyHaikuPrompt #day #sail #haiku #senryu
On imagination's sea
Poetic journey.
#DailyHaikuPrompt #day #sail #haiku #senryu
Vengeful sphinx's curse
Fertile soil turned to stone ground
Before their stunned eyes.
#haikuhorrorprompt #StoneGround
#haiku #senryu
Fertile soil turned to stone ground
Before their stunned eyes.
#haikuhorrorprompt #StoneGround
#haiku #senryu
February 20, 2026 at 7:43 AM
Vengeful sphinx's curse
Fertile soil turned to stone ground
Before their stunned eyes.
#haikuhorrorprompt #StoneGround
#haiku #senryu
Fertile soil turned to stone ground
Before their stunned eyes.
#haikuhorrorprompt #StoneGround
#haiku #senryu
Ever building walls
The reluctant architect
Of my own prison.
#weirdmicro #ReluctantArchitect #haiku #senryu
The reluctant architect
Of my own prison.
#weirdmicro #ReluctantArchitect #haiku #senryu
February 20, 2026 at 7:42 AM
Ever building walls
The reluctant architect
Of my own prison.
#weirdmicro #ReluctantArchitect #haiku #senryu
The reluctant architect
Of my own prison.
#weirdmicro #ReluctantArchitect #haiku #senryu
Modern love? No thanks
Give me old school romance, love
letters, holding hands.
#bedroomeyes #modernlove
#haiku #senryu
@oldsoulprose.bsky.social
Give me old school romance, love
letters, holding hands.
#bedroomeyes #modernlove
#haiku #senryu
@oldsoulprose.bsky.social
February 20, 2026 at 7:37 AM
Modern love? No thanks
Give me old school romance, love
letters, holding hands.
#bedroomeyes #modernlove
#haiku #senryu
@oldsoulprose.bsky.social
Give me old school romance, love
letters, holding hands.
#bedroomeyes #modernlove
#haiku #senryu
@oldsoulprose.bsky.social
February 20, 2026 at 7:23 AM
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
I repost replies. Follow for daily prompts
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
@oldsoulprose.bsky.social
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
I repost replies.
Follow for daily prompts
Write me a poem about an allergy! Can be to a real thing or something less tangible.
#MPPrompt
I repost replies.
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
