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Deanna Be 🌻
@deannabe.bsky.social
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🌻 | Poet, author, personal growth practitioner
🌀 | I make mindful tools + digital guides for self-discovery
💫 | (for free) on Substack 🔗 deannabe.substack.com
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‘Love Chateau’

Better to have loved and lost… 🏚️

#writing #poetry #BookSky #poetrysky #NationalPoetryMonth #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity #vss
Text post of a poem on crumpled paper. Poem reads: Here is my shelter. Each brick your broken promise. The archway, our open-ended plans tiled with shards of love letters returned to sender. Here, I take my shelter from the frost across your heart. And the fire in my eyes, it keeps me warm. Written by: Deanna Be @sunrisescribe.bsky.social
April 4, 2025 at 7:57 PM
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‘Medium Hot Coffee’

Old homework from a poetry class I took. Can you tell that I like caffeine? ☕️ 🤩

#writing #poetry #BookSky #poetrysky #NationalPoetryMonth #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity #vss
Text post of a poem on crumpled paper. Poem reads: Heat of my hand’s touch Cradling brown and cream Greeting me with warmth A silver wisp of steam A burnt caramel note Seeped from amber pools Drawn in busy batches Poured over sips and sighs Raising heavy eyes Written by: Deanna Be @sunrisescribe.bsky.social
April 3, 2025 at 8:54 PM
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‘Cover Letter Required’

This one's more about energy than form. The job market’s become less of a market and more of a slaughterhouse, amirite? 💼

#writing #poetry #BookSky #poetrysky #NationalPoetryMonth #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity #vss
Text post of a poem on crumpled paper. Poem reads: Allow me to be the first to say in your virtual office, this cyber sitting room with Zoom background decor, that I hate your corporate culture surveys. I hate your free text response boxes with 300 character counts and your unlimited arrogance to believe in any answer for “Why would you like to work here?” That isn’t: “I need money.” You expect me to grin alligators and nibble shit as if it’s Almas caviar but I’ve been treading water far too long to tilt my chin up any higher. I realize you’d prefer I do my gliding ballet, building up your empire en pointe. But I am too sick of this Lindy Hop Charleston Swing, this game of python and mouse to jitter any further on this false pretense. You, your self, seems real enough. You standard-issue from behind the screen. So, won’t you permit me authenticity too and I’ll let my thinning hair down for a while? Written by: Deanna Be @sunrisescribe.bsky.social
April 2, 2025 at 9:06 PM
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‘Brooding’

When you first started dating, did you ever have that petty moment post-breakup where you all you could think about was who’s “taking your place?” 🤕

#writing #poetry #BookSky #poetrysky #NationalPoetryMonth #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity #vss
Text post of a poem on crumpled paper. Poem reads: Now, I suppose you taste like my successor. 
Saline scented ingratiation caked against hot flesh. A warmth in bed sighing over our mess. But there’s still a crumb of us on the edge of my jaw, at the fringes of my shoulders collapsed against each other clawing for saccharine-sweet nothings I’ll never have again. Skin taught to knuckles begging to break open like a seedling cast into barren land. Written by: Deanna Be @sunrisescribe.bsky.social
April 1, 2025 at 8:34 PM
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‘Never Overdue’ 📚

They really did close the library closest to my house 😔💔

#writing #poetry #prompt #education #vssdaily #BookSky #poetrysky #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity
March 3, 2025 at 10:50 PM
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‘Cold Blooded’ 🐍

One-sided love is never enough for any of us.
#writing #poetry #BookSky #poetrysky #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity #vss
Text post of a poem on crumpled paper. Poem reads: How honest of you To shed my love Like any other creature Unaware of what warmth is Written by: Deanna Be @sunrisescribe.bsky.social
January 31, 2025 at 8:01 PM
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As a former child who was into Tetris, I can’t express how good it feels when I use an uncommon word in a poem and it fits *perfectly*

It’s like a brain massage. I will chase that high to the ends of the earth
January 30, 2025 at 12:00 AM
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Wanted to respond to a poetry prompt today but the past day was unusually rough and I’m still learning how to recover. So I’ll be enjoying everyone else’s beautiful poems in the meantime 💕
January 28, 2025 at 6:35 PM
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Choose 20 books that have stayed with you or influenced you. One book per day for 20 days, in no particular order. No explanations, no reviews, just covers.

#Books
#BookSky 💙📚
#BookChallenge 💙📚

Day 4:
January 27, 2025 at 11:01 PM
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‘Shipping’

Inspired by a convo about the number What Is This Feeling? from #Wicked lol 🩷💚

#vss365 #writing #poetry #prompts #congeal #poetrysky #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity #vss
Text post of a poem on crumpled paper. Poem reads: I carry a quiet affection for the enemy to lovers trope. The will-they-won’t-they couple of barely even friends stricken by feeling. It’s the potential for the antagonist in us all to be redeemed. Unlikely pairs would taste as sweet when warring philosophies congeal into a fresh worldview, softening the hard lens of life in black-and-white like icicles watery and reflecting new shapes of the world. Written by: Deanna Be @sunrisescribe.bsky.social
January 27, 2025 at 9:51 PM
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Apparently I think in poem now because I can’t stop reading or overhearing odd little phrases and writing them down like a chipmunk getting ready for winter “future title!” 🐿️ “theme inspo!” 🐿️
January 27, 2025 at 5:31 AM
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Choose 20 books that have stayed with you or influenced you. One book per day for 20 days, in no particular order. No explanations, no reviews, just covers.

#Books
#BookSky 💙📚
#BookChallenge 💙📚

Day 3:
January 26, 2025 at 10:49 PM
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What wild attempts at “feeling better” under the weight of collective despair are we trying today?

For me, it’s a hot cup of coffee and the rest of those Oreo minis.
a cartoon of spongebob squarepants sitting at a table in a diner .
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January 26, 2025 at 6:09 PM
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Good things of the day, #food edition:

- Banana pancakes and turkey bacon made by The One 💕
- Oreo minis
January 26, 2025 at 2:35 AM
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Choose 20 books that have stayed with you or influenced you. One book per day for 20 days, in no particular order. No explanations, no reviews, just covers.

#Books
#BookSky 💙📚
#BookChallenge 💙📚

Day 2:
January 25, 2025 at 11:01 PM
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This week was complex, a lot of wonderful ups thanks to the #poetrycommunity here 💕 and also some real downs.

But I just discovered the #bloomscrolling feed and am feeling a bit more optimistic 🌻
January 25, 2025 at 6:20 PM
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I’m SO here for this 😍 Choose 20 books that have stayed with you or influenced you. One book per day for 20 days, in no particular order. No explanations, no reviews, just covers.

#Books
#BookSky
#BookChallenge

Day 1:
Cover of the novel ‘The Bluest Eye’ by Toni Morrison
January 24, 2025 at 10:22 PM
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‘The Drafting Phase’

Writing this one was fun 😊 Thanks for the prompt @brokenspinearts.bsky.social
@alanparry83.bsky.social ! 📝

#BlankPages #writing #poetry #prompts #poetrysky #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity #vss
Text post of a poem on crumpled paper. Poem reads: What-Will-Be dozes comfortably on the other side of the eclipse; the underbelly of creation constantly obscured by thinking– humanity’s most hallowed gift and most intimate prison. There is in fact a way out of this dungeon of the mind: An ageless ladder made of silk wafting in the wind like tender leaves on the crests of trees like wisps of air threading between treetops, their leaves wafting in the wind. And clambering up this fragile escape reveals the eclipse’s edge; where sunlight winks and presses through cellulose and membrane forcing a new perspective on the spectrum of green on the continuum of the newborn and still to be changed. A blank page all at once dismissive and elated at the prospect of becoming whole. Written by: Deanna Be @sunrisescribe.bsky.social
January 24, 2025 at 8:34 PM
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Believe it or not, I’ve built my entire day around buying a single scoop of ice cream. Mind you, it’s ice cream from Salt & Straw. And, double mind you, it’s The Best Flavor: bananas foster with candied pecans– pronounced whichever way you’d like as it always translates to: time well spent. 🍨 💕
A holding up a red and white paper cup containing a single scoop of ice cream with a brown plastic spoon stuck in the side.
January 23, 2025 at 9:24 PM
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“Making people happy
makes me
happy.” Everyone’s favorite
feature, even mine. It made me
feel useful
somewhat safe to gracefully avoid
disagreement. Growing
up in ornamental
shapes. A topiary
#fawn pretending
hedge clippers don’t hurt.

#vss365 #poetry #poetrysky #writingcommunity
vignettes.bsky.social Rachel @vignettes.bsky.social · Jan 23
Exhibiting affection and devotion, court, please, seeking favor to pandering and groveling.

Your #vss365 #Prompt word is #fawn

🎨Artwork: Enjoy the Ride by Catrin Welz-Stein
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January 23, 2025 at 8:02 PM
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I’m writing poem drafts for submission next month that use curse words & I’m avoiding checking the guidelines just yet because they go hard ngl
January 23, 2025 at 6:33 PM
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How am I supposed to write
strong fiction
When real life has become
true absurdity?

#writing #poetry #poetrysky #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity #vss
January 23, 2025 at 4:03 AM
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Completed another personal challenge, writing from as many prompts as I could find 🥳 Doing this both to work my poetry muscles and to teach myself that I can just be an artist, I don’t need to be a critic censoring myself. I even surprise myself at times 🥰

#PromptSafari #poetrysky #writingcommunity
January 22, 2025 at 11:08 PM
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‘Highly Likely’
This is a poem for The One, who teaches me so gently that true love is real. 💟

#lace #vss365 #writing #poetry #prompts #poetrysky #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity #vss
Text post of a poem on crumpled paper. Poem reads: Each time we laugh together over our first encounter, I drift deeper in love. A meetup in a coffee shop steeped with apprehension and unseen similarities. "Who would've thought?" Of all our dances still to be had, films yet to be seen, meals to be shared. Of Us, seated at the horizon of a remarkable year. You lace your fingers with mine. "I wouldnt've had it any other way."
January 22, 2025 at 10:30 PM