Enigmatic Scribe
@enigmaticscribe.bsky.social
Former journalist. Fan of Science, Astronomy, Archaeology, Herb Gardening, and National Parks.
Sometimes, I write poetry.
Ponderings and Poems:
https://bsky.app/profile/did:plc:6povejcqns2h53wnyuqbg2f7/feed/aaagiw6ljfxos
Sometimes, I write poetry.
Ponderings and Poems:
https://bsky.app/profile/did:plc:6povejcqns2h53wnyuqbg2f7/feed/aaagiw6ljfxos
Pinned
Persephone has left
for the Underworld,
along with
the wildflowers,
she so gracefully
gathers.
Though their absence
is brief,
they are destined, each,
to return,
once again,
in the Spring.
#GreekMythology
#poetry
#SkyPoets
#poetrycommunity
for the Underworld,
along with
the wildflowers,
she so gracefully
gathers.
Though their absence
is brief,
they are destined, each,
to return,
once again,
in the Spring.
#GreekMythology
#poetry
#SkyPoets
#poetrycommunity
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Pondering odd things
like clocktowers
& dreams
then a fantasy
flits in—
you & me
in a dim lit old library,
exploring academia
& sin—
bodies pressed
into bookshelves,
bindings imprinting
on skin
your hand on my mouth
muffling the din
danger of alerting
the librarian,
only adds
to the thrill.
like clocktowers
& dreams
then a fantasy
flits in—
you & me
in a dim lit old library,
exploring academia
& sin—
bodies pressed
into bookshelves,
bindings imprinting
on skin
your hand on my mouth
muffling the din
danger of alerting
the librarian,
only adds
to the thrill.
November 18, 2025 at 8:50 AM
Pondering odd things
like clocktowers
& dreams
then a fantasy
flits in—
you & me
in a dim lit old library,
exploring academia
& sin—
bodies pressed
into bookshelves,
bindings imprinting
on skin
your hand on my mouth
muffling the din
danger of alerting
the librarian,
only adds
to the thrill.
like clocktowers
& dreams
then a fantasy
flits in—
you & me
in a dim lit old library,
exploring academia
& sin—
bodies pressed
into bookshelves,
bindings imprinting
on skin
your hand on my mouth
muffling the din
danger of alerting
the librarian,
only adds
to the thrill.
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the pillow you hold at night
that first drop of moonlight
the fire in your heart glowing bright..
~M. Mann
#poetry #photography #heart #writersofbluesky
that first drop of moonlight
the fire in your heart glowing bright..
~M. Mann
#poetry #photography #heart #writersofbluesky
November 17, 2025 at 10:04 PM
the pillow you hold at night
that first drop of moonlight
the fire in your heart glowing bright..
~M. Mann
#poetry #photography #heart #writersofbluesky
that first drop of moonlight
the fire in your heart glowing bright..
~M. Mann
#poetry #photography #heart #writersofbluesky
Under final moments
of day’s departure,
geese took flight
toward eastern skies,
to welcome the Sun
upon returning,
in the Golden Hour
of tomorrow morning.
#poetry
#poetrycommunity
📸: mine
of day’s departure,
geese took flight
toward eastern skies,
to welcome the Sun
upon returning,
in the Golden Hour
of tomorrow morning.
#poetry
#poetrycommunity
📸: mine
November 18, 2025 at 10:39 PM
Under final moments
of day’s departure,
geese took flight
toward eastern skies,
to welcome the Sun
upon returning,
in the Golden Hour
of tomorrow morning.
#poetry
#poetrycommunity
📸: mine
of day’s departure,
geese took flight
toward eastern skies,
to welcome the Sun
upon returning,
in the Golden Hour
of tomorrow morning.
#poetry
#poetrycommunity
📸: mine
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stressful day...
breathe in calm, deep breaths
exhale soft into the wind
then breathe once again
#oddlyme
#DailyHaikuPrompt #micropoetry
#haiku #poetry #poem
breathe in calm, deep breaths
exhale soft into the wind
then breathe once again
#oddlyme
#DailyHaikuPrompt #micropoetry
#haiku #poetry #poem
October 20, 2025 at 4:25 PM
stressful day...
breathe in calm, deep breaths
exhale soft into the wind
then breathe once again
#oddlyme
#DailyHaikuPrompt #micropoetry
#haiku #poetry #poem
breathe in calm, deep breaths
exhale soft into the wind
then breathe once again
#oddlyme
#DailyHaikuPrompt #micropoetry
#haiku #poetry #poem
Golden Morning…
📸: mine
📸: mine
October 20, 2025 at 4:37 PM
Golden Morning…
📸: mine
📸: mine
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☕️Good morning, lovelies☕️
From my world to yours…💙🤍🩵
From my world to yours…💙🤍🩵
October 16, 2025 at 4:34 PM
☕️Good morning, lovelies☕️
From my world to yours…💙🤍🩵
From my world to yours…💙🤍🩵
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I am the bolt
Of lightening
Striking jolt
So frightening
I am the you
#Undertone of me
‘Tis true
Time to set free
I am the light
No longer there
Be brave & write to fight
Soar Freebird from shame’s lair
I am the We
One voice
To be
Or not to be
Our Choice
#BraveWrite #vss365 #Poetry
#Poem #Poet
Of lightening
Striking jolt
So frightening
I am the you
#Undertone of me
‘Tis true
Time to set free
I am the light
No longer there
Be brave & write to fight
Soar Freebird from shame’s lair
I am the We
One voice
To be
Or not to be
Our Choice
#BraveWrite #vss365 #Poetry
#Poem #Poet
a man and a woman are sleeping on a bed .
Alt: a man and a woman are sleeping on a bed .
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October 13, 2025 at 12:43 PM
I am the bolt
Of lightening
Striking jolt
So frightening
I am the you
#Undertone of me
‘Tis true
Time to set free
I am the light
No longer there
Be brave & write to fight
Soar Freebird from shame’s lair
I am the We
One voice
To be
Or not to be
Our Choice
#BraveWrite #vss365 #Poetry
#Poem #Poet
Of lightening
Striking jolt
So frightening
I am the you
#Undertone of me
‘Tis true
Time to set free
I am the light
No longer there
Be brave & write to fight
Soar Freebird from shame’s lair
I am the We
One voice
To be
Or not to be
Our Choice
#BraveWrite #vss365 #Poetry
#Poem #Poet
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October 11, 2025 at 3:20 PM
Come sunrise, I journey,
to the sacred lake,
where twilight dreams,
retire to fade,
for glimpse at Hers,
before dissipating,
like a morning mist,
whence dawn is breaking.
#poetrycommunity
#poem
#poetry
to the sacred lake,
where twilight dreams,
retire to fade,
for glimpse at Hers,
before dissipating,
like a morning mist,
whence dawn is breaking.
#poetrycommunity
#poem
#poetry
October 14, 2025 at 8:46 PM
Come sunrise, I journey,
to the sacred lake,
where twilight dreams,
retire to fade,
for glimpse at Hers,
before dissipating,
like a morning mist,
whence dawn is breaking.
#poetrycommunity
#poem
#poetry
to the sacred lake,
where twilight dreams,
retire to fade,
for glimpse at Hers,
before dissipating,
like a morning mist,
whence dawn is breaking.
#poetrycommunity
#poem
#poetry
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Awakened
with birdsong~
I do not
have to land
on this ground
I will stay
with my head
in the clouds
#poem #poetry #photography #naturephotography #trees #birds #bnw #eastcoastkin
with birdsong~
I do not
have to land
on this ground
I will stay
with my head
in the clouds
#poem #poetry #photography #naturephotography #trees #birds #bnw #eastcoastkin
October 11, 2025 at 4:41 AM
Awakened
with birdsong~
I do not
have to land
on this ground
I will stay
with my head
in the clouds
#poem #poetry #photography #naturephotography #trees #birds #bnw #eastcoastkin
with birdsong~
I do not
have to land
on this ground
I will stay
with my head
in the clouds
#poem #poetry #photography #naturephotography #trees #birds #bnw #eastcoastkin
October 13, 2025 at 10:35 PM
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On #IndigenousPeoplesDay, I'm reflecting on those who first called this land home, their enduring legacy of gentleness, beauty, and respect for all life, and how white supremacy has attempted and is still attempting to erase it.
October 13, 2025 at 2:56 PM
On #IndigenousPeoplesDay, I'm reflecting on those who first called this land home, their enduring legacy of gentleness, beauty, and respect for all life, and how white supremacy has attempted and is still attempting to erase it.
Happy Indigenous Peoples' Day - honoring those who walked these lands in tune with nature for centuries before the Europeans’ arrival and who continue to fight as caretakers of Mother Earth.
#IndigenousPeoplesDay
📸: mine
#IndigenousPeoplesDay
📸: mine
October 13, 2025 at 4:42 PM
Happy Indigenous Peoples' Day - honoring those who walked these lands in tune with nature for centuries before the Europeans’ arrival and who continue to fight as caretakers of Mother Earth.
#IndigenousPeoplesDay
📸: mine
#IndigenousPeoplesDay
📸: mine
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October 9, 2025 at 3:25 PM
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Eyes that shine
Eyes that come alive
Eyes seeing you
Only you.
Eyes that come alive
Eyes seeing you
Only you.
October 12, 2025 at 3:02 AM
Eyes that shine
Eyes that come alive
Eyes seeing you
Only you.
Eyes that come alive
Eyes seeing you
Only you.
Conservation areas do more than just protect nature and the habitats of plants and animals.
They also help preserve our Souls.
#hikingtrail
#nature
#naturepreserve
#woodlandwonders
📸: mine
They also help preserve our Souls.
#hikingtrail
#nature
#naturepreserve
#woodlandwonders
📸: mine
October 12, 2025 at 7:53 PM
Conservation areas do more than just protect nature and the habitats of plants and animals.
They also help preserve our Souls.
#hikingtrail
#nature
#naturepreserve
#woodlandwonders
📸: mine
They also help preserve our Souls.
#hikingtrail
#nature
#naturepreserve
#woodlandwonders
📸: mine
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I often dream
of spaces where
I wander, room to
room -
It's where I process;
where I haunt, revisit
conflict's ghosts.
In fact, I'll have you
know, there was once
one in mind for you -
a space
I wandered, always
searching, always
wondering -
why?
#poem #poetry #dreams #healing #photography
of spaces where
I wander, room to
room -
It's where I process;
where I haunt, revisit
conflict's ghosts.
In fact, I'll have you
know, there was once
one in mind for you -
a space
I wandered, always
searching, always
wondering -
why?
#poem #poetry #dreams #healing #photography
October 11, 2025 at 1:22 AM
I often dream
of spaces where
I wander, room to
room -
It's where I process;
where I haunt, revisit
conflict's ghosts.
In fact, I'll have you
know, there was once
one in mind for you -
a space
I wandered, always
searching, always
wondering -
why?
#poem #poetry #dreams #healing #photography
of spaces where
I wander, room to
room -
It's where I process;
where I haunt, revisit
conflict's ghosts.
In fact, I'll have you
know, there was once
one in mind for you -
a space
I wandered, always
searching, always
wondering -
why?
#poem #poetry #dreams #healing #photography
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We are getting some of Fall’s golden highlights here! 📷 🍂…
October 3, 2025 at 8:52 PM
We are getting some of Fall’s golden highlights here! 📷 🍂…
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Falling for the Feeling…🌺
October 8, 2025 at 10:06 AM
Falling for the Feeling…🌺
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October 11, 2025 at 7:19 PM
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October 12, 2025 at 1:45 PM
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October 12, 2025 at 3:46 PM