Ann Tigone
@anntigone.bsky.social
Poet. Movie geek. Dramatic but lazy. Wistfully nonchalant. Passionately disinterested in oxymorons.
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In this #minuscle world in a cosmos so vast wide, can we let bygones gently slide
Weight of old grudges like anchors bind but forgiveness a balm for hearts maligned
With open hearts compassion our creed, for in forgiving we find true freedom, but forgetting, maybe indeed
#vss365 #poetry #prose
Weight of old grudges like anchors bind but forgiveness a balm for hearts maligned
With open hearts compassion our creed, for in forgiving we find true freedom, but forgetting, maybe indeed
#vss365 #poetry #prose
February 15, 2026 at 2:19 PM
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@sonnetsmith.bsky.social I thought I'd try a love poem in honour of the day, so I hope you don't mind I've roped in some help from other prompts!
#WildWalkPrompt #Wither
#vss365 #Kiss
#BSPP50 #Yearn
#poetry
#WildWalkPrompt #Wither
#vss365 #Kiss
#BSPP50 #Yearn
#poetry
February 14, 2026 at 6:01 PM
@sonnetsmith.bsky.social I thought I'd try a love poem in honour of the day, so I hope you don't mind I've roped in some help from other prompts!
#WildWalkPrompt #Wither
#vss365 #Kiss
#BSPP50 #Yearn
#poetry
#WildWalkPrompt #Wither
#vss365 #Kiss
#BSPP50 #Yearn
#poetry
February 15, 2026 at 4:53 PM
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February 15, 2026 at 4:39 PM
If we cannot kiss
let the sun be my lips
warming the softness
of your cheeks
If I can't hold you
let a blanket be my arms
wrapped gently
around your shoulders
If we cannot talk
let the breeze be my mouth
whispering words
into your heart
Dearest one,
feel my love
all around you.
#poem
let the sun be my lips
warming the softness
of your cheeks
If I can't hold you
let a blanket be my arms
wrapped gently
around your shoulders
If we cannot talk
let the breeze be my mouth
whispering words
into your heart
Dearest one,
feel my love
all around you.
#poem
February 15, 2026 at 12:26 PM
If we cannot kiss
let the sun be my lips
warming the softness
of your cheeks
If I can't hold you
let a blanket be my arms
wrapped gently
around your shoulders
If we cannot talk
let the breeze be my mouth
whispering words
into your heart
Dearest one,
feel my love
all around you.
#poem
let the sun be my lips
warming the softness
of your cheeks
If I can't hold you
let a blanket be my arms
wrapped gently
around your shoulders
If we cannot talk
let the breeze be my mouth
whispering words
into your heart
Dearest one,
feel my love
all around you.
#poem
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a sip and another
my tongue a bitter
field of dark poppies
swaying like thoughts
unfinished
#poetry #smallpoemsunday
#smallpoem
my tongue a bitter
field of dark poppies
swaying like thoughts
unfinished
#poetry #smallpoemsunday
#smallpoem
February 15, 2026 at 7:56 AM
a sip and another
my tongue a bitter
field of dark poppies
swaying like thoughts
unfinished
#poetry #smallpoemsunday
#smallpoem
my tongue a bitter
field of dark poppies
swaying like thoughts
unfinished
#poetry #smallpoemsunday
#smallpoem
I rather not spend time
in the hatred junkyard—
the smell makes my
soul wither
cleverer to hang out
in that half-way arena
where my feelings
can simmer
& I can take a look
in the mirror to figure out
who the hatred's about,
them or me?
That's my key to victory
when dark feelings
overwhelm me.
in the hatred junkyard—
the smell makes my
soul wither
cleverer to hang out
in that half-way arena
where my feelings
can simmer
& I can take a look
in the mirror to figure out
who the hatred's about,
them or me?
That's my key to victory
when dark feelings
overwhelm me.
February 15, 2026 at 9:58 AM
I rather not spend time
in the hatred junkyard—
the smell makes my
soul wither
cleverer to hang out
in that half-way arena
where my feelings
can simmer
& I can take a look
in the mirror to figure out
who the hatred's about,
them or me?
That's my key to victory
when dark feelings
overwhelm me.
in the hatred junkyard—
the smell makes my
soul wither
cleverer to hang out
in that half-way arena
where my feelings
can simmer
& I can take a look
in the mirror to figure out
who the hatred's about,
them or me?
That's my key to victory
when dark feelings
overwhelm me.
Trumpets face the sun
Morning glories' orchestra
Notes to welcome dawn.
#DailyHaikuPrompt #Note #MorningGlory #haiku #senryu
Morning glories' orchestra
Notes to welcome dawn.
#DailyHaikuPrompt #Note #MorningGlory #haiku #senryu
February 15, 2026 at 9:36 AM
Trumpets face the sun
Morning glories' orchestra
Notes to welcome dawn.
#DailyHaikuPrompt #Note #MorningGlory #haiku #senryu
Morning glories' orchestra
Notes to welcome dawn.
#DailyHaikuPrompt #Note #MorningGlory #haiku #senryu
It's not hard to say
I'm sorry, you relent when
It's sealed with a kiss.
#bedroomeyes #HardToSayImSorry
#haiku #senryu
@oldsoulprose.bsky.social
I'm sorry, you relent when
It's sealed with a kiss.
#bedroomeyes #HardToSayImSorry
#haiku #senryu
@oldsoulprose.bsky.social
February 15, 2026 at 9:24 AM
It's not hard to say
I'm sorry, you relent when
It's sealed with a kiss.
#bedroomeyes #HardToSayImSorry
#haiku #senryu
@oldsoulprose.bsky.social
I'm sorry, you relent when
It's sealed with a kiss.
#bedroomeyes #HardToSayImSorry
#haiku #senryu
@oldsoulprose.bsky.social
Foolish dreams crumbled
Downfall unavoidable
Reality crash.
#weirdmicro #UnavoidableReality #haiku #senryu
Downfall unavoidable
Reality crash.
#weirdmicro #UnavoidableReality #haiku #senryu
February 15, 2026 at 9:17 AM
Foolish dreams crumbled
Downfall unavoidable
Reality crash.
#weirdmicro #UnavoidableReality #haiku #senryu
Downfall unavoidable
Reality crash.
#weirdmicro #UnavoidableReality #haiku #senryu
Fungi lurk in gloom
In contempt of the sunlight
Making shady deals.
#haikuhorrorprompt #Contempt
#haiku #senryu
In contempt of the sunlight
Making shady deals.
#haikuhorrorprompt #Contempt
#haiku #senryu
February 15, 2026 at 9:17 AM
Fungi lurk in gloom
In contempt of the sunlight
Making shady deals.
#haikuhorrorprompt #Contempt
#haiku #senryu
In contempt of the sunlight
Making shady deals.
#haikuhorrorprompt #Contempt
#haiku #senryu
Transmuting my kiss
To a warm summer breeze
Sent straight to your lips.
#BSPP50 #Transmute #haiku #senryu
To a warm summer breeze
Sent straight to your lips.
#BSPP50 #Transmute #haiku #senryu
February 15, 2026 at 9:15 AM
Transmuting my kiss
To a warm summer breeze
Sent straight to your lips.
#BSPP50 #Transmute #haiku #senryu
To a warm summer breeze
Sent straight to your lips.
#BSPP50 #Transmute #haiku #senryu
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February 14, 2026 at 4:24 PM
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I was over it when
I saw you
standing
in the moonlight
you kissed your palms
opened them
to the stars
every wish
I ever knew
flew up
with them
body and soul
our hearts
broken into
a millard pieces
of stardust
fell as rain
flowers felt
how every day
when in Love is #vss365 #emoetry
I saw you
standing
in the moonlight
you kissed your palms
opened them
to the stars
every wish
I ever knew
flew up
with them
body and soul
our hearts
broken into
a millard pieces
of stardust
fell as rain
flowers felt
how every day
when in Love is #vss365 #emoetry
February 14, 2026 at 5:10 PM
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February 12, 2026 at 3:09 PM
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HAPPY VALENTINES DAY
February 14, 2026 at 12:29 PM
HAPPY VALENTINES DAY
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Gathering What Remains
I have been practicing
the art of gathering—
not people,
not apologies,
not proof.
But what remains.
The breath I dropped
in arguments that went nowhere.
The shards of laughter
that slipped between hospital corridors.
The small, feral joys
#MPPrompt #PoetryPrompt
I have been practicing
the art of gathering—
not people,
not apologies,
not proof.
But what remains.
The breath I dropped
in arguments that went nowhere.
The shards of laughter
that slipped between hospital corridors.
The small, feral joys
#MPPrompt #PoetryPrompt
February 14, 2026 at 4:20 PM
Gathering What Remains
I have been practicing
the art of gathering—
not people,
not apologies,
not proof.
But what remains.
The breath I dropped
in arguments that went nowhere.
The shards of laughter
that slipped between hospital corridors.
The small, feral joys
#MPPrompt #PoetryPrompt
I have been practicing
the art of gathering—
not people,
not apologies,
not proof.
But what remains.
The breath I dropped
in arguments that went nowhere.
The shards of laughter
that slipped between hospital corridors.
The small, feral joys
#MPPrompt #PoetryPrompt
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Gratitude Repost Coming:
I owe some people hi-fives. ⤵️
Check my Wall 🤍
During my eyesight crisis and surgery, when vision went sideways and turned to haze, my #bsky folx didn’t just send well-wishes—you became my sight. Your art, your energy, relentless posts—reposts; creativity kept me tethered.
I owe some people hi-fives. ⤵️
Check my Wall 🤍
During my eyesight crisis and surgery, when vision went sideways and turned to haze, my #bsky folx didn’t just send well-wishes—you became my sight. Your art, your energy, relentless posts—reposts; creativity kept me tethered.
![[ a note of thanks ]
This suite of posts: Your artwork, your lives, your brilliance—gathered here like proof that community isn’t just a word, it’s hands extended in the dark. Your posts in my wall as gratitude.
You held me through the blur. When my eyes failed, yours became mine—your art, your words, your light kept the world visible. You didn’t just watch from a distance. You reached through screens and satellites, sent energy I could feel even when I couldn’t see.
Surgery came. Vision returns slowly but steadily . But what you gave me doesn’t fade.Thank you for being my eyes when I had little. With everything—my support.
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February 13, 2026 at 9:38 PM
Gratitude Repost Coming:
I owe some people hi-fives. ⤵️
Check my Wall 🤍
During my eyesight crisis and surgery, when vision went sideways and turned to haze, my #bsky folx didn’t just send well-wishes—you became my sight. Your art, your energy, relentless posts—reposts; creativity kept me tethered.
I owe some people hi-fives. ⤵️
Check my Wall 🤍
During my eyesight crisis and surgery, when vision went sideways and turned to haze, my #bsky folx didn’t just send well-wishes—you became my sight. Your art, your energy, relentless posts—reposts; creativity kept me tethered.
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@daveashleypoet.bsky.social
It's Valentine's Day, so just for you, I have really gone all out on the #angst
(I'm sorry, I just don't know how to stop it.)
#FreeVerseFebruary #Deliquesce
#Poetry
It's Valentine's Day, so just for you, I have really gone all out on the #angst
(I'm sorry, I just don't know how to stop it.)
#FreeVerseFebruary #Deliquesce
#Poetry
February 14, 2026 at 1:55 PM
@daveashleypoet.bsky.social
It's Valentine's Day, so just for you, I have really gone all out on the #angst
(I'm sorry, I just don't know how to stop it.)
#FreeVerseFebruary #Deliquesce
#Poetry
It's Valentine's Day, so just for you, I have really gone all out on the #angst
(I'm sorry, I just don't know how to stop it.)
#FreeVerseFebruary #Deliquesce
#Poetry
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yesterday's
window pane remains
covered in frost
tempted by spring
the heat of your kiss
melancholy weaves
tales of the heart
close to midnight
dreams are
all that remain
#bedroomeyes
#foxprose
#loveletters
#FebruaryFlux
#BSPP50
window pane remains
covered in frost
tempted by spring
the heat of your kiss
melancholy weaves
tales of the heart
close to midnight
dreams are
all that remain
#bedroomeyes
#foxprose
#loveletters
#FebruaryFlux
#BSPP50
February 11, 2026 at 7:27 PM
yesterday's
window pane remains
covered in frost
tempted by spring
the heat of your kiss
melancholy weaves
tales of the heart
close to midnight
dreams are
all that remain
#bedroomeyes
#foxprose
#loveletters
#FebruaryFlux
#BSPP50
window pane remains
covered in frost
tempted by spring
the heat of your kiss
melancholy weaves
tales of the heart
close to midnight
dreams are
all that remain
#bedroomeyes
#foxprose
#loveletters
#FebruaryFlux
#BSPP50
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February 13, 2026 at 5:01 PM
𝐆𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞
Into the basket of my heart,
I gather all the things
that bring you closer to me
so that when we're apart,
I may take them back out,
arranging them closely
as though
your very arms
did surround me.
#mpprompt
Into the basket of my heart,
I gather all the things
that bring you closer to me
so that when we're apart,
I may take them back out,
arranging them closely
as though
your very arms
did surround me.
#mpprompt
Today's #poetryprompt:
Lately I've been obsessed with the word "gather" or "gathering." Write me a poem titled "Gathering ______"
#MPPrompt
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Lately I've been obsessed with the word "gather" or "gathering." Write me a poem titled "Gathering ______"
#MPPrompt
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Follow for daily prompts
February 14, 2026 at 3:56 PM
𝐆𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞
Into the basket of my heart,
I gather all the things
that bring you closer to me
so that when we're apart,
I may take them back out,
arranging them closely
as though
your very arms
did surround me.
#mpprompt
Into the basket of my heart,
I gather all the things
that bring you closer to me
so that when we're apart,
I may take them back out,
arranging them closely
as though
your very arms
did surround me.
#mpprompt
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February 14, 2026 at 1:35 AM