Boomshockalocka
@boomshockalocka.bsky.social
Avid reader
supporter of art
Listener of music.
Severe Autism
Scott Mitchell
(most of my poetry lives in the replies section)
supporter of art
Listener of music.
Severe Autism
Scott Mitchell
(most of my poetry lives in the replies section)
Reposted by Boomshockalocka
November 17, 2025 at 7:28 PM
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#BadPoet #Poetry #writing
“Unless”
Unless it’s marked with meaning,
stamped with fire within the fold,
it drifts into the background
where forgotten stories mold.
For words without a signal,
without weight or woven thread,
are pages left unopened,
unread lines the heart won’t wed.
🧵1/4
“Unless”
Unless it’s marked with meaning,
stamped with fire within the fold,
it drifts into the background
where forgotten stories mold.
For words without a signal,
without weight or woven thread,
are pages left unopened,
unread lines the heart won’t wed.
🧵1/4
November 16, 2025 at 11:52 PM
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#poetry #mpprompt #chapter
The chapter closed
Doors were nailed shut
Rats broke the windows
Vine crept around railings
Bats homed the rafters
Now condemned for safety
Bulldozed to rubble
Piles of grey slabs form
Around oxidized metal
Except address for mailing
It's gone completely;
A chapter begins
The chapter closed
Doors were nailed shut
Rats broke the windows
Vine crept around railings
Bats homed the rafters
Now condemned for safety
Bulldozed to rubble
Piles of grey slabs form
Around oxidized metal
Except address for mailing
It's gone completely;
A chapter begins
August 31, 2025 at 4:47 PM
Grasping
Reaching
Shambling
Rambling
I only ask
That when the music stops
You keep moving
#poetry #writtenwhileasleep
Reaching
Shambling
Rambling
I only ask
That when the music stops
You keep moving
#poetry #writtenwhileasleep
November 12, 2025 at 10:58 PM
Grasping
Reaching
Shambling
Rambling
I only ask
That when the music stops
You keep moving
#poetry #writtenwhileasleep
Reaching
Shambling
Rambling
I only ask
That when the music stops
You keep moving
#poetry #writtenwhileasleep
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Slipping a piece in late in the day for the #PoemsAbout prompt #LockedDoors (after a day being poorly), will return tomorrow to read the others. Thanks as every week to @thebrokenspine.co.uk @alanparrywriter.co.uk 💜🙏
November 7, 2025 at 8:46 PM
Slipping a piece in late in the day for the #PoemsAbout prompt #LockedDoors (after a day being poorly), will return tomorrow to read the others. Thanks as every week to @thebrokenspine.co.uk @alanparrywriter.co.uk 💜🙏
In the echos
Of a violent aftermath
In a wreckage
Of doors forced open
Lies a man
Who still doesn't know
Where he belongs.
Nor how much to give.
Doors beyond doors
hide floors beyond floors
How many keys
Must I make?
#poemsabout #lockeddoors #poetry
Of a violent aftermath
In a wreckage
Of doors forced open
Lies a man
Who still doesn't know
Where he belongs.
Nor how much to give.
Doors beyond doors
hide floors beyond floors
How many keys
Must I make?
#poemsabout #lockeddoors #poetry
#LockedDoors drops tomorrow.
This isn’t metaphor. This is muscle memory.
Write what you couldn’t say at the time.
Tag it. Use Alt Text. No early posts.
Inbox prompts (for masochists and truth-tellers): shorturl.at/0Xm7A
This isn’t metaphor. This is muscle memory.
Write what you couldn’t say at the time.
Tag it. Use Alt Text. No early posts.
Inbox prompts (for masochists and truth-tellers): shorturl.at/0Xm7A
November 8, 2025 at 12:32 AM
In the echos
Of a violent aftermath
In a wreckage
Of doors forced open
Lies a man
Who still doesn't know
Where he belongs.
Nor how much to give.
Doors beyond doors
hide floors beyond floors
How many keys
Must I make?
#poemsabout #lockeddoors #poetry
Of a violent aftermath
In a wreckage
Of doors forced open
Lies a man
Who still doesn't know
Where he belongs.
Nor how much to give.
Doors beyond doors
hide floors beyond floors
How many keys
Must I make?
#poemsabout #lockeddoors #poetry
A whirling, swirling, burling world
Warily, daringly dealing with furls
Paring till parity bares its pearls
Swearing, verily not to reel from the curls.
#poetry
Warily, daringly dealing with furls
Paring till parity bares its pearls
Swearing, verily not to reel from the curls.
#poetry
November 6, 2025 at 5:16 PM
A whirling, swirling, burling world
Warily, daringly dealing with furls
Paring till parity bares its pearls
Swearing, verily not to reel from the curls.
#poetry
Warily, daringly dealing with furls
Paring till parity bares its pearls
Swearing, verily not to reel from the curls.
#poetry
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called my
self
tornado-
hurricane,
self
deprecation of
my destructive
nature;
I’ll build a house
tear the roof
off,
erect a tower
demolish it,
make bridges
burn them,
this is my story;
sound the siren
changed paths
don’t get caught
in the fray
#promptcombo #storm #poetry @rfsmith.bsky.social
self
tornado-
hurricane,
self
deprecation of
my destructive
nature;
I’ll build a house
tear the roof
off,
erect a tower
demolish it,
make bridges
burn them,
this is my story;
sound the siren
changed paths
don’t get caught
in the fray
#promptcombo #storm #poetry @rfsmith.bsky.social
November 4, 2025 at 3:35 PM
called my
self
tornado-
hurricane,
self
deprecation of
my destructive
nature;
I’ll build a house
tear the roof
off,
erect a tower
demolish it,
make bridges
burn them,
this is my story;
sound the siren
changed paths
don’t get caught
in the fray
#promptcombo #storm #poetry @rfsmith.bsky.social
self
tornado-
hurricane,
self
deprecation of
my destructive
nature;
I’ll build a house
tear the roof
off,
erect a tower
demolish it,
make bridges
burn them,
this is my story;
sound the siren
changed paths
don’t get caught
in the fray
#promptcombo #storm #poetry @rfsmith.bsky.social
Brief Moments of Happiness
The more I tell myself to fight, to capture what I need. The more I realize all is right when I live life at my speed. Why to ever seek for more when I've found an inner peace.
True satisfaction
What you need is what you have
Joys of living well
#poetry
The more I tell myself to fight, to capture what I need. The more I realize all is right when I live life at my speed. Why to ever seek for more when I've found an inner peace.
True satisfaction
What you need is what you have
Joys of living well
#poetry
November 1, 2025 at 9:18 AM
Brief Moments of Happiness
The more I tell myself to fight, to capture what I need. The more I realize all is right when I live life at my speed. Why to ever seek for more when I've found an inner peace.
True satisfaction
What you need is what you have
Joys of living well
#poetry
The more I tell myself to fight, to capture what I need. The more I realize all is right when I live life at my speed. Why to ever seek for more when I've found an inner peace.
True satisfaction
What you need is what you have
Joys of living well
#poetry
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Yeah. It's very easy to dismiss AI narration for Genshin tutorials with "oh well at least it's not a character" but work is work. That's the issue.
Voice acting is already a shallow pool. Draining it further hurts everyone.
It's not just the characters with prints and con invites. It's the job.
Voice acting is already a shallow pool. Draining it further hurts everyone.
It's not just the characters with prints and con invites. It's the job.
Two years ago they probably would've got Yuri Lowenthal to narrate this. Now it's just a job that could've gone to a VO artist, but didn't! It's degrading the quality for the fans, and disrespecting the work of voice actors
October 25, 2025 at 8:47 PM
Yeah. It's very easy to dismiss AI narration for Genshin tutorials with "oh well at least it's not a character" but work is work. That's the issue.
Voice acting is already a shallow pool. Draining it further hurts everyone.
It's not just the characters with prints and con invites. It's the job.
Voice acting is already a shallow pool. Draining it further hurts everyone.
It's not just the characters with prints and con invites. It's the job.
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Clown Of Evolution
a glitch in time
stuffing our mouthholes
with organic matter
hoping to survive
while grasses
would chuckle about
human hubris
us — accelerants of decay
destroying what feeds us
clown of evolution
#poetry #freeverse #poetrycommunity
a glitch in time
stuffing our mouthholes
with organic matter
hoping to survive
while grasses
would chuckle about
human hubris
us — accelerants of decay
destroying what feeds us
clown of evolution
#poetry #freeverse #poetrycommunity
October 25, 2025 at 5:18 AM
Clown Of Evolution
a glitch in time
stuffing our mouthholes
with organic matter
hoping to survive
while grasses
would chuckle about
human hubris
us — accelerants of decay
destroying what feeds us
clown of evolution
#poetry #freeverse #poetrycommunity
a glitch in time
stuffing our mouthholes
with organic matter
hoping to survive
while grasses
would chuckle about
human hubris
us — accelerants of decay
destroying what feeds us
clown of evolution
#poetry #freeverse #poetrycommunity
The Unassertive
I have found much
In the way I've been
Seems the #key to my heart
's now frayed and thin
From what you say
And what I hear
Now's a good time
T' give in to fear
So give me reason
A sharpened spear
Prod me forward
If your assertion's clear
#poetry #BlueSkyRelay #Emoetry
I have found much
In the way I've been
Seems the #key to my heart
's now frayed and thin
From what you say
And what I hear
Now's a good time
T' give in to fear
So give me reason
A sharpened spear
Prod me forward
If your assertion's clear
#poetry #BlueSkyRelay #Emoetry
October 25, 2025 at 3:33 AM
The Unassertive
I have found much
In the way I've been
Seems the #key to my heart
's now frayed and thin
From what you say
And what I hear
Now's a good time
T' give in to fear
So give me reason
A sharpened spear
Prod me forward
If your assertion's clear
#poetry #BlueSkyRelay #Emoetry
I have found much
In the way I've been
Seems the #key to my heart
's now frayed and thin
From what you say
And what I hear
Now's a good time
T' give in to fear
So give me reason
A sharpened spear
Prod me forward
If your assertion's clear
#poetry #BlueSkyRelay #Emoetry
Paradox of Undesired Rewards
Everyone tells me to stab
To struggle and grab
And fight for the right
to be me.
But I am me.
I want what I have
Have what I need and
Only need what I want
Why should I fight
Through fear and despair
For the promise
Of a distant sea?
#poetry
Everyone tells me to stab
To struggle and grab
And fight for the right
to be me.
But I am me.
I want what I have
Have what I need and
Only need what I want
Why should I fight
Through fear and despair
For the promise
Of a distant sea?
#poetry
October 23, 2025 at 2:07 AM
Paradox of Undesired Rewards
Everyone tells me to stab
To struggle and grab
And fight for the right
to be me.
But I am me.
I want what I have
Have what I need and
Only need what I want
Why should I fight
Through fear and despair
For the promise
Of a distant sea?
#poetry
Everyone tells me to stab
To struggle and grab
And fight for the right
to be me.
But I am me.
I want what I have
Have what I need and
Only need what I want
Why should I fight
Through fear and despair
For the promise
Of a distant sea?
#poetry
Loops Again
All this chatter
Ever fatter
Does it even
Really matter
When being scored
On each new floor
Just to push
Through further doors
At each new score
And every door
A metal gate
To the killing floor.
Red lights chatter
Ever madder
Once more we know
It's time to scatter
#poetry
#agency
All this chatter
Ever fatter
Does it even
Really matter
When being scored
On each new floor
Just to push
Through further doors
At each new score
And every door
A metal gate
To the killing floor.
Red lights chatter
Ever madder
Once more we know
It's time to scatter
#poetry
#agency
October 17, 2025 at 8:43 PM
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The Tale Unwritten
Why should I be
A story told
As everyone
Wants of me?
A quiet tale
Of work and struggle
And selling
Three for three
I'd rather sit,
Let it all unfold
Than chase
forever,
A quarry sold.
That I can
Barely see.
#poetry
Why should I be
A story told
As everyone
Wants of me?
A quiet tale
Of work and struggle
And selling
Three for three
I'd rather sit,
Let it all unfold
Than chase
forever,
A quarry sold.
That I can
Barely see.
#poetry
October 2, 2025 at 4:20 PM
The Tale Unwritten
Why should I be
A story told
As everyone
Wants of me?
A quiet tale
Of work and struggle
And selling
Three for three
I'd rather sit,
Let it all unfold
Than chase
forever,
A quarry sold.
That I can
Barely see.
#poetry
Why should I be
A story told
As everyone
Wants of me?
A quiet tale
Of work and struggle
And selling
Three for three
I'd rather sit,
Let it all unfold
Than chase
forever,
A quarry sold.
That I can
Barely see.
#poetry
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Trying to work my way through all the #Emoetry prompts I've missed today..
Not particularly happy with this almost #TerzaRima but it's... well...
It exists...
Hopefully I'll warm my words up a bit soon...
Not particularly happy with this almost #TerzaRima but it's... well...
It exists...
Hopefully I'll warm my words up a bit soon...
September 17, 2025 at 10:02 AM
Trying to work my way through all the #Emoetry prompts I've missed today..
Not particularly happy with this almost #TerzaRima but it's... well...
It exists...
Hopefully I'll warm my words up a bit soon...
Not particularly happy with this almost #TerzaRima but it's... well...
It exists...
Hopefully I'll warm my words up a bit soon...
In You, I Now Hear
Another hidden word
In the dialect of souls
Another blessed symbol
I refuse to comprehend.
Another missing turn
In the dialogue on whole
Another competition
Of disparate sought ends
Another dissolution
Of what I thought was love
Of You, I Still Hear
#poetry
Another hidden word
In the dialect of souls
Another blessed symbol
I refuse to comprehend.
Another missing turn
In the dialogue on whole
Another competition
Of disparate sought ends
Another dissolution
Of what I thought was love
Of You, I Still Hear
#poetry
September 17, 2025 at 12:17 AM
In You, I Now Hear
Another hidden word
In the dialect of souls
Another blessed symbol
I refuse to comprehend.
Another missing turn
In the dialogue on whole
Another competition
Of disparate sought ends
Another dissolution
Of what I thought was love
Of You, I Still Hear
#poetry
Another hidden word
In the dialect of souls
Another blessed symbol
I refuse to comprehend.
Another missing turn
In the dialogue on whole
Another competition
Of disparate sought ends
Another dissolution
Of what I thought was love
Of You, I Still Hear
#poetry
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August 9, 2025 at 4:50 PM
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This is so unfair! I can’t imagine nobody but you voicing Beast Boy. You’re too irreplaceable and part of Teen Titans. #SaveBeastBoy
Greg Cipes, the voice of Beast Boy in ‘Teen Titans Go!’ reveals he was fired by Warner Bros on Valentine’s Day after he publicly posted about his Parkinson’s disease diagnosis.
He says he has been discriminated against and could possibly be replaced for the new season.
He says he has been discriminated against and could possibly be replaced for the new season.
September 7, 2025 at 8:55 PM
This is so unfair! I can’t imagine nobody but you voicing Beast Boy. You’re too irreplaceable and part of Teen Titans. #SaveBeastBoy
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Sneak peek of the upcoming zine. Thanks to everyone who's involved to make this dream a reality!
We launch on Kofi on Sept. 30th, with a special sneak peek open mic on Sept. 26th from 2-4pm EST. All proceeds to benefit the ACLU. Come check us out!
#poetrycommunity #poets #writingcommunity #writers
We launch on Kofi on Sept. 30th, with a special sneak peek open mic on Sept. 26th from 2-4pm EST. All proceeds to benefit the ACLU. Come check us out!
#poetrycommunity #poets #writingcommunity #writers
September 4, 2025 at 11:17 AM
Sneak peek of the upcoming zine. Thanks to everyone who's involved to make this dream a reality!
We launch on Kofi on Sept. 30th, with a special sneak peek open mic on Sept. 26th from 2-4pm EST. All proceeds to benefit the ACLU. Come check us out!
#poetrycommunity #poets #writingcommunity #writers
We launch on Kofi on Sept. 30th, with a special sneak peek open mic on Sept. 26th from 2-4pm EST. All proceeds to benefit the ACLU. Come check us out!
#poetrycommunity #poets #writingcommunity #writers
The dancing shadows
Hide creeping fingers
That drag themselves
Through my skull.
Weaving tapestries
Into my soul
Floating cobwebs
across my skin
Showing me
New views unseen
And whispering
old truths unheard
I tell myself
That it's not real
But what should I believe,
When nothing is?
#poetry
Hide creeping fingers
That drag themselves
Through my skull.
Weaving tapestries
Into my soul
Floating cobwebs
across my skin
Showing me
New views unseen
And whispering
old truths unheard
I tell myself
That it's not real
But what should I believe,
When nothing is?
#poetry
August 26, 2025 at 10:01 AM
The dancing shadows
Hide creeping fingers
That drag themselves
Through my skull.
Weaving tapestries
Into my soul
Floating cobwebs
across my skin
Showing me
New views unseen
And whispering
old truths unheard
I tell myself
That it's not real
But what should I believe,
When nothing is?
#poetry
Hide creeping fingers
That drag themselves
Through my skull.
Weaving tapestries
Into my soul
Floating cobwebs
across my skin
Showing me
New views unseen
And whispering
old truths unheard
I tell myself
That it's not real
But what should I believe,
When nothing is?
#poetry