@funnyfrogget.bsky.social
Teacher, wanna-be poet, wisecracker, pacifist
Here for the poetry & the people, not for the politics
He/Him
Longer writing: https://medium.com/me/stories/public
Here for the poetry & the people, not for the politics
He/Him
Longer writing: https://medium.com/me/stories/public
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The #ink I write with
is magic ink. It can
conjure up moments
of beauty, joy, solace
and calm. It can anchor
memories in time &
space & it can help
me understand.
This ink I write with
is magic ink.
#blueskyrelay
is magic ink. It can
conjure up moments
of beauty, joy, solace
and calm. It can anchor
memories in time &
space & it can help
me understand.
This ink I write with
is magic ink.
#blueskyrelay
February 1, 2026 at 6:10 PM
February 1, 2026 at 5:50 PM
& in a dream, I raced
through the streets
of a rollercoaster town
in a Mini Cooper -
never mind that I was
sometimes in the drivers seat
& sometimes on the back bench
or that I actually don't know
how to drive at all...
#MPPrompt
through the streets
of a rollercoaster town
in a Mini Cooper -
never mind that I was
sometimes in the drivers seat
& sometimes on the back bench
or that I actually don't know
how to drive at all...
#MPPrompt
January 31, 2026 at 7:22 PM
& in a dream, I raced
through the streets
of a rollercoaster town
in a Mini Cooper -
never mind that I was
sometimes in the drivers seat
& sometimes on the back bench
or that I actually don't know
how to drive at all...
#MPPrompt
through the streets
of a rollercoaster town
in a Mini Cooper -
never mind that I was
sometimes in the drivers seat
& sometimes on the back bench
or that I actually don't know
how to drive at all...
#MPPrompt
In my next life,
I want to be a #penguin
But I don't like the cold so much,
so maybe I could be reincarnated
in Argentina - did you know
that there are penguins in Fireland,
happily waddling through the Bosque?
#thingstowriteabout
I want to be a #penguin
But I don't like the cold so much,
so maybe I could be reincarnated
in Argentina - did you know
that there are penguins in Fireland,
happily waddling through the Bosque?
#thingstowriteabout
January 31, 2026 at 2:02 PM
In my next life,
I want to be a #penguin
But I don't like the cold so much,
so maybe I could be reincarnated
in Argentina - did you know
that there are penguins in Fireland,
happily waddling through the Bosque?
#thingstowriteabout
I want to be a #penguin
But I don't like the cold so much,
so maybe I could be reincarnated
in Argentina - did you know
that there are penguins in Fireland,
happily waddling through the Bosque?
#thingstowriteabout
Tomorrow
sounds like an Irish jig,
played with much heart
on a not so well-tuned
fiddle; like a fun punk song
with a chorus that we can all
sing along to or like a room
full of kids, singing their favourite
songs all at once. I hope.
& not like war drums, goose steps
or the #thrum of an atom bomb
sounds like an Irish jig,
played with much heart
on a not so well-tuned
fiddle; like a fun punk song
with a chorus that we can all
sing along to or like a room
full of kids, singing their favourite
songs all at once. I hope.
& not like war drums, goose steps
or the #thrum of an atom bomb
Today's #poetryprompt:
What does tomorrow sound like?
#MPPrompt
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What does tomorrow sound like?
#MPPrompt
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Follow for daily prompts
January 30, 2026 at 4:43 PM
Tomorrow
sounds like an Irish jig,
played with much heart
on a not so well-tuned
fiddle; like a fun punk song
with a chorus that we can all
sing along to or like a room
full of kids, singing their favourite
songs all at once. I hope.
& not like war drums, goose steps
or the #thrum of an atom bomb
sounds like an Irish jig,
played with much heart
on a not so well-tuned
fiddle; like a fun punk song
with a chorus that we can all
sing along to or like a room
full of kids, singing their favourite
songs all at once. I hope.
& not like war drums, goose steps
or the #thrum of an atom bomb
I walk all over the place,
you can see me on buses,
trains & boats (if they're
not on strike), occasionally,
I'll even ride my bicycle
past your window (though
not at night) - but I never
learned to drive a #car -
partly resistance &
partly rebellion - I am
a lorry drivers son
#thingstowriteabout
you can see me on buses,
trains & boats (if they're
not on strike), occasionally,
I'll even ride my bicycle
past your window (though
not at night) - but I never
learned to drive a #car -
partly resistance &
partly rebellion - I am
a lorry drivers son
#thingstowriteabout
January 30, 2026 at 4:19 PM
I walk all over the place,
you can see me on buses,
trains & boats (if they're
not on strike), occasionally,
I'll even ride my bicycle
past your window (though
not at night) - but I never
learned to drive a #car -
partly resistance &
partly rebellion - I am
a lorry drivers son
#thingstowriteabout
you can see me on buses,
trains & boats (if they're
not on strike), occasionally,
I'll even ride my bicycle
past your window (though
not at night) - but I never
learned to drive a #car -
partly resistance &
partly rebellion - I am
a lorry drivers son
#thingstowriteabout
It's ten past ten!
Look at the #clock
and how it reminds us
to start and end
each day with a smile
and to go through
each day kindly,
even if time
presses us on.
#thingstowriteabout
Look at the #clock
and how it reminds us
to start and end
each day with a smile
and to go through
each day kindly,
even if time
presses us on.
#thingstowriteabout
January 29, 2026 at 2:39 PM
It's ten past ten!
Look at the #clock
and how it reminds us
to start and end
each day with a smile
and to go through
each day kindly,
even if time
presses us on.
#thingstowriteabout
Look at the #clock
and how it reminds us
to start and end
each day with a smile
and to go through
each day kindly,
even if time
presses us on.
#thingstowriteabout
January 29, 2026 at 2:29 PM
January 29, 2026 at 8:35 AM
Describe yourself in four fictional characters
January 29, 2026 at 6:14 AM
Describe yourself in four fictional characters
January 29, 2026 at 4:57 AM
In my #office, just
opposite my desk,
hangs a poster of
a lavender field.
Every time, work
becomes exhausting,
I dream myself into
that sunny picture.
One day, I hope to
wake up in that sunny
field, looking at a picture
of an empty office.
#thingstowriteabout
opposite my desk,
hangs a poster of
a lavender field.
Every time, work
becomes exhausting,
I dream myself into
that sunny picture.
One day, I hope to
wake up in that sunny
field, looking at a picture
of an empty office.
#thingstowriteabout
January 28, 2026 at 2:09 PM
In my #office, just
opposite my desk,
hangs a poster of
a lavender field.
Every time, work
becomes exhausting,
I dream myself into
that sunny picture.
One day, I hope to
wake up in that sunny
field, looking at a picture
of an empty office.
#thingstowriteabout
opposite my desk,
hangs a poster of
a lavender field.
Every time, work
becomes exhausting,
I dream myself into
that sunny picture.
One day, I hope to
wake up in that sunny
field, looking at a picture
of an empty office.
#thingstowriteabout
The swet whisper of the #WaterfallSong
sings of the world behind the watery veil,
where there is an enternal spring & fairies
are flying from tree to tree, noshing on
the honey made from our old mistakes.
Some pople will only see the stonewall
behind the water, but they can only look,
but not see.
sings of the world behind the watery veil,
where there is an enternal spring & fairies
are flying from tree to tree, noshing on
the honey made from our old mistakes.
Some pople will only see the stonewall
behind the water, but they can only look,
but not see.
January 27, 2026 at 2:47 PM
The swet whisper of the #WaterfallSong
sings of the world behind the watery veil,
where there is an enternal spring & fairies
are flying from tree to tree, noshing on
the honey made from our old mistakes.
Some pople will only see the stonewall
behind the water, but they can only look,
but not see.
sings of the world behind the watery veil,
where there is an enternal spring & fairies
are flying from tree to tree, noshing on
the honey made from our old mistakes.
Some pople will only see the stonewall
behind the water, but they can only look,
but not see.
The police are investigating
the case of the stolen metaphors.
A #detective has confiscated
all the lines in this poem &
asked if I can prove that
I wrote it myself.
I have declined to answer
until my attorney arrives.
#thingstowriteabout
the case of the stolen metaphors.
A #detective has confiscated
all the lines in this poem &
asked if I can prove that
I wrote it myself.
I have declined to answer
until my attorney arrives.
#thingstowriteabout
January 27, 2026 at 2:44 PM
The police are investigating
the case of the stolen metaphors.
A #detective has confiscated
all the lines in this poem &
asked if I can prove that
I wrote it myself.
I have declined to answer
until my attorney arrives.
#thingstowriteabout
the case of the stolen metaphors.
A #detective has confiscated
all the lines in this poem &
asked if I can prove that
I wrote it myself.
I have declined to answer
until my attorney arrives.
#thingstowriteabout
Live today: My poem "The Donkey's Ear", published in ZINDaily!
& another poem of mine paired with a beautiful (& very fitting) photo 😊
www.zvonainari.hr/single-post/...
#writingcommunity
& another poem of mine paired with a beautiful (& very fitting) photo 😊
www.zvonainari.hr/single-post/...
#writingcommunity
The Donkey’s Ear
The Donkey’s Ear I rememberwhen I was a childand my father and me would notexplore the forest, we would driveto the beach, running throughthe dunes, pretending it was a desert, or let stones skipacros...
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January 26, 2026 at 6:20 PM
Live today: My poem "The Donkey's Ear", published in ZINDaily!
& another poem of mine paired with a beautiful (& very fitting) photo 😊
www.zvonainari.hr/single-post/...
#writingcommunity
& another poem of mine paired with a beautiful (& very fitting) photo 😊
www.zvonainari.hr/single-post/...
#writingcommunity
Don't read the news.
Read fairytales.
Don't write file notes.
Write poems.
Don't burn books.
Burn bank statements.
Don't trust billionaires.
Trust your inner voice.
#MPPrompt
Read fairytales.
Don't write file notes.
Write poems.
Don't burn books.
Burn bank statements.
Don't trust billionaires.
Trust your inner voice.
#MPPrompt
Today's #poetryprompt:
Write me a poem that you hope would be burned 🔥
#MPPrompt
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Write me a poem that you hope would be burned 🔥
#MPPrompt
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Follow for daily prompts
January 26, 2026 at 6:09 PM
Don't read the news.
Read fairytales.
Don't write file notes.
Write poems.
Don't burn books.
Burn bank statements.
Don't trust billionaires.
Trust your inner voice.
#MPPrompt
Read fairytales.
Don't write file notes.
Write poems.
Don't burn books.
Burn bank statements.
Don't trust billionaires.
Trust your inner voice.
#MPPrompt