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Ash & Ink
@bundtkake.bsky.social
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I will stand in the way. I promise. Just a guy trying to do the same as everyone differently. Malignant poet.
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bundtkake.bsky.social
Everybody wants to be a freedom fighter until it's time to do freedom fighter shit.

Reposting from ages ago. (Last April) #poetry #blueskypoet
#fuckICE #resist #trueblue #Bondiisscum #FDJT
Hands On The work will be done in the mud If it is done right, there will be No hopeful photos No clever signs It will be shovels and Bone, bile, and rage The soil we turn Will be our own There won't be heroes Only sacrifices, stars on the wall Of memory. Dirty hands, and a steel will.
February 12, 2026 at 4:28 PM
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anntigone.bsky.social
It's funny the way light
can dance & play—
how it flickers
through the pane

it's lovely the way light
might not be light at all
but hope—
flitting in
at the edges of despair

it's wonderful how light
can be not light at all
but you—
the way
your soul shines
through the window
of my mind.

#poem
February 12, 2026 at 10:35 AM
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fizzytwizler.bsky.social
#vss365 #poetry

It’s a fusion
Of colours
Like rainbows
And shadows
Grey and black
Specks of white
That work
Together

Setting alight
My imagination
Though pages
Of a book
Are black and white

My mind sees more
That’s how the magic works
#Dark or bright
February 12, 2026 at 11:59 AM
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mwplovesmusic.bsky.social
Yesterday
I heard the offbeat
sound,
grass growing
as all I touched
turned violent hatred,
I lived in Dostoevsky
and died in Woolf;

that was my
heart breaking
and the stones filling my
pockets
maybe I am the criminal
and my life is the sentence

#bedroomeyes #vssdaily #vss365 #faesense #poetry
February 11, 2026 at 6:06 PM
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marcialynnpaul.bsky.social
A WARLOCK ON...

#poetry
#prompt
#inkmine ⤵️
#spokenword
#vss365 touch
#moonmystic ⤵️
#2wordprompt ⤵️
#firewords280 ⤵️
#emoetry empathy
#RetroArtPrompt ⤵️
#BraveWrite tangible
#Solseed Valentine_Day
#OurPoetryX plan_ahead
#dailyimageprompt hobbit
#FreeVerseFebruary circean
#bedroomeyesprompt yesterday
February 11, 2026 at 9:45 PM
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arwashington.bsky.social
She’s Transitioned—

Yesterday lingered on the windowsill
a thin veil, I could not sift in my hands. Your name moved through the house as stolen wind,underneath gossamer dust amid crevices—settling—corners I still avoid.

A #Solseed Joint #unsexy
#bedroomeyes #Yesterday
#skypoets #poetrycommunity
February 11, 2026 at 12:00 PM
bundtkake.bsky.social
#Emoetry #empathy #poetry

A dark take on #empathy? Yeah, probably, but I get to be a bitch sometimes too.
Here is a #poem about it..
Suffer Well I would suffer, And suffer well, If it meant that, You suffered too. I would stick pins in me If they promised to hurt us both. If our connection finally Yielded some tangible results, Instead of just empty words And solitude. I would suffer it all If it meant that you Finally felt What I did When you said it wasn't real And then used it anyway.
February 11, 2026 at 2:48 PM
bundtkake.bsky.social
#vss365 #touch #poetry

Maybe it is time for a leap of faith?
It's possible, but either way, here is a #poem
Maybe, Son My son tells me his head Touches the sky every time He goes outside, And when he jumps He is in space, And flying until he lands. Maybe it is as simple As that. Maybe I just forgot How easy magic is When you stop looking For why it works. My head touches the sky. It is hard to say it doesn't. Shall I jump?
February 11, 2026 at 2:41 PM
bundtkake.bsky.social
#vss365 #ache #poetry

I do solemnly swear I will defend...

Here is a #poem
Receipt My Right knee A perpetual dull ache Memory written On my nerves A part of who I became A reminder to remember The cost I paid And what I still owe I limp a little when it's cold My scar shows when it's warm I always notice it Even when I don't pay attention to it The reminder of the cost I paid And what I still owe
February 10, 2026 at 6:43 PM
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rayhourigan.bsky.social
At the wake, the ache
Of loss permeated the
Air with quiet sobs.
#vss365 #ache #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity
@nathanbrazil.bsky.social
February 10, 2026 at 6:45 AM
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jenthorne.bsky.social
@daveashleypoet.bsky.social
Bet you didn't think I could make this prompt angsty? Think again.

#FreeVerseFebruary
#Sumptous
SUMPTUOUS Dressed up, dragged out, promised I’d enjoy it, I stepped into a world that was never built for me. A sumptuous feast for every sense. Penguin men in polished shoes escorting gilded women through a glittering palace, a shrine to excess. Tables groaned beneath abundance, every dish a declaration. Champagne chiming on silver trays, cocktails sweating in every hand. I sat at the back with my water, my plate almost bare, thinking of my quiet kitchen, the fridge light on an empty shelf, and all the people who go without while food spilled onto marble floors.
February 10, 2026 at 1:28 PM
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madp03t.bsky.social
words gather,
then hesitate.

meaning shifts,
just out of reach.

an #ache settles,
language shaped,
meant to land
without knowing.

#vss365 #prompt #poetry #writing #5amwritersclub
February 10, 2026 at 1:20 PM
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anntigone.bsky.social
The tenor of my heart
wavered, an offbeat key,
when you thundered in
in your quiet way,
gently seismic

your instincts knew
it wasn't raucousness
would make me swoon,
my ear more attuned
to subtle cues—

your quirky mind,
your witty ways
created the quake
that subtly shook me
off my feet.

#inkmine
February 10, 2026 at 12:23 PM
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scoopskie.bsky.social
I want to move on
But a longing sneaks in
Like a snake
Shedding its skin
Leaving old scars behind
Being free from old sin
The shell that was
Holds the imprints
Of how I’ve grown
Of what I’d been
I can’t just leave it
So I’m stuck again

#BSPP50 #longing #thingtowriteabout #sneak
February 10, 2026 at 4:47 PM
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admatthias.bsky.social
licking ash and #bones
a burning sunset of mayhemic fangs
its rictus, iron maw sears; mocking me
disabusing my fear
with ember remembrances
in a sermon of lashing tongues
it crackles accusations
from long-wronged voices
and i'm deafened by its taunts
submitting to its fiery recompense

#vss365
February 9, 2026 at 12:35 PM
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scoopskie.bsky.social
A cut through the skin
Then slowly peel back
Layer by layer
Held with a tack
Exposing deep within
Found far in the back
The heart of the matter
Covered in a plaque
Of confused devotion
So slimy and black

#weirdmicro #confuseddevotion
February 10, 2026 at 4:09 PM
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fliddais.bsky.social
Ache revives in
A heart again
Weakened by years
Of mistrust, mental
Gymnastics, a backflip
Side hustle into
Muscle memory
You left not me, the
Other way you see is
Simply not how it went
A conclusion met long
Ago, even so, the ache
Weakens the heart again

#vss365 #ache
#writingcommunity
#poetry
February 10, 2026 at 4:13 PM
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scoopskie.bsky.social
#vss365 #bones #ache #cassiopeian #offer #poetry
Corn was once a goddess, The Maya once worshipped, Now it’s just manufactured, Into fattening syrups. Is that why I’m punished, With corns on my toes, That ache something fierce, Reaching to the bones. Maybe I need to offer, Something to the goddess, An ancient sacrificial ritual, Perhaps my podiatrist.
February 10, 2026 at 4:32 PM
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yeehawpoems.bsky.social
Plantago lanceolata

#poetry
Plantago lanceolata I don't want you to get tired of me but talking to you's my only comfort when it's so loud inside my head I'm scared I'm fatiguing you so I pull away so you can't leave and I fear I've already said this before I don't know what to name this because I don't want to tarnish an innocent floral with my me I know I'm being really selfish at the confluence of realizing again that I'm not sure you really liked me I saw a weed on my break turns out it's medicinal but it doesn't have flowers I guess it doesn't really matter and I don't know what to say but thanks for reading this
February 9, 2026 at 2:27 PM
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jenthorne.bsky.social
@nathanbrazil.bsky.social I do love it when a prompt means I can go full on goth!

#vss365 #bones
#poem #poetry
Boneyard I was exhumed from the mire of womb-dark, a lattice of bone, slick with the sorrow of blood. My skull, a cradle for torment. A serpent of vertebrae, coiled in waiting. Growing with the misery of slow transformation. Each lengthening limb betrayed the loss of innocence. Each joint a hinge on which agony pivoted. I walked as a marionette of marrow, veiled in clinging, guilt-riddled flesh, piloted by a tyrant mind whispering pain into the abyss. Doomed to rot as time gnaws through bones, brittle with memory. The pressure of regret warps my spine, ribs become tight fists, locked around an anthracite heart. I shrank into the echo of a life, blocking out all traces of feeling, shielding myself from hurt. And when the final breath fled, when the battery ceased its beat, broken for a final time, I remained. A shrine of torment trapped within a cathedral of calcium, a fragile cage for what once was.
February 9, 2026 at 2:42 PM
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robertjw4688.bsky.social
I'm gonna try to start practicing radical acceptance. Wish me luck! Also, today isn't my birthday. I just used it as a metaphor 😊

#vss365 #bones #emoetry #challenge #poetry #mentalhealth
FINDING A DIAMOND IN THE FOURTH HUMOR I pour green tea over my enervated skeleton, music steaming from every bone. Something good will happen today and I will claw at this excessive black bile until I find it. The challenge of acceptance is not in the pointing finger but in the arms' embrace. These inordinate bad days are just a singular whisper in a stadium filled with my every birthday party. I'm celebrating whether I age or not.
February 9, 2026 at 2:51 PM
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drdeepakdev.bsky.social
RADIANCE
— what the roses kept when she left

Some departures return as light. This poem listens for what lingers after the room empties.

#24hrbybt #poetrysupportbybt #photochallenge
February 9, 2026 at 4:04 PM
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drdeepakdev.bsky.social
OUTSOURCED
— the luxury of not thinking

A #cult begins as convenience—
doubt delegated, wonder rationed,
complexity replaced with a single bright sentence.
Soon belief is rented,
judgement amortised,
and the mind discovers how easily
freedom masquerades
as relief.
February 9, 2026 at 3:15 PM
bundtkake.bsky.social
#vss365 #bones #poetry

Chaos. Only the next step I take is important. After this post, anyway, so...here is a #poem
Stop Making Sense It doesn't have to make sense. It just is. Are the reasons important in the Moment? Which piece of bacon caused The cardiac arrest? No. Just keep pumping the chest Ah ha ha ha stayin' alive , Life or death, and it's all ridiculous, Nothing has to make sense. My car runs on dinosaur bones. It's all chaos. Some of it just has good branding, And a better PR team. The more sane you try and make it, The crazier you get. It just is. Take a breath, Shake your head, And go on. It doesn't matter if it makes sense.
February 9, 2026 at 4:28 PM
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owlnsquirrels1111.bsky.social
And here’s a small piece in this month’s Post. Many thanks to Peter Devonald @pdevonald.bsky.social for including this piece. 🙏
#Oulens
An image showing various poems by different authors. My piece as follows: Love the way you’d rather love - C. Oulens …for, my true — a false to you? I knew of a true/false love once — it stayed true even in letting go of you…
February 8, 2026 at 2:59 PM