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she/they 🏳️⚧️ poetry account
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To be #adamant, steadfast, unwavering, uncompromising despite epistemic uncertainty—is a quality I deeply respect.
Are you in the "We shall overcome" timeline?
Today's prompt is "adamant".
Now follow @madp03t.bsky.social (erudite wit, #prompt) & write together in #blueSkyRelay, 11/26-12/2/2025.
Are you in the "We shall overcome" timeline?
Today's prompt is "adamant".
Now follow @madp03t.bsky.social (erudite wit, #prompt) & write together in #blueSkyRelay, 11/26-12/2/2025.
November 25, 2025 at 3:34 AM
To be #adamant, steadfast, unwavering, uncompromising despite epistemic uncertainty—is a quality I deeply respect.
Are you in the "We shall overcome" timeline?
Today's prompt is "adamant".
Now follow @madp03t.bsky.social (erudite wit, #prompt) & write together in #blueSkyRelay, 11/26-12/2/2025.
Are you in the "We shall overcome" timeline?
Today's prompt is "adamant".
Now follow @madp03t.bsky.social (erudite wit, #prompt) & write together in #blueSkyRelay, 11/26-12/2/2025.
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I’m finding time is flying by as I read your prompts, which leads me to the T in a SMART goal. T is for timed
If I go on holiday, I plan exactly where I’m going & what time I’ll get there. Time helps me focus & with the way my mind works that’s a 👍
The #vss365 #prompt for 25 Nov #Timed
If I go on holiday, I plan exactly where I’m going & what time I’ll get there. Time helps me focus & with the way my mind works that’s a 👍
The #vss365 #prompt for 25 Nov #Timed
a baby is sitting on a couch and making a funny face while asking are we there yet ?
ALT: a baby is sitting on a couch and making a funny face while asking are we there yet ?
media.tenor.com
November 25, 2025 at 7:38 AM
Often I ask
'what's there to write about?'
so now I'll ask back
'how's that #relevant?'
If I'm needing of theme
it'll come in a dream,
but the main thing I lack
is the self-esteem
to #gaslight myself
to think I'm good enough
to write even when
the words are sounding rough.
#blueskyrelay #vss365
'what's there to write about?'
so now I'll ask back
'how's that #relevant?'
If I'm needing of theme
it'll come in a dream,
but the main thing I lack
is the self-esteem
to #gaslight myself
to think I'm good enough
to write even when
the words are sounding rough.
#blueskyrelay #vss365
November 25, 2025 at 1:15 AM
Often I ask
'what's there to write about?'
so now I'll ask back
'how's that #relevant?'
If I'm needing of theme
it'll come in a dream,
but the main thing I lack
is the self-esteem
to #gaslight myself
to think I'm good enough
to write even when
the words are sounding rough.
#blueskyrelay #vss365
'what's there to write about?'
so now I'll ask back
'how's that #relevant?'
If I'm needing of theme
it'll come in a dream,
but the main thing I lack
is the self-esteem
to #gaslight myself
to think I'm good enough
to write even when
the words are sounding rough.
#blueskyrelay #vss365
Cool new song ^^ Samm's a comfort artist for me.
Samm Henshaw - Float
YouTube video by Samm Henshaw
youtu.be
November 25, 2025 at 12:52 AM
Cool new song ^^ Samm's a comfort artist for me.
November 23, 2025 at 8:14 PM
I'm an avid watcher
#waves, trees, birds
people, clouds, sports
why, ski jumping just started
as the 1st snow here falls
I'm an avid poet
searching for words
to describe what I watched
distant jumps on TV
transmitted by waves
surely only #achievable
on invisible birds' wings
#blueskyrelay #vss365
#waves, trees, birds
people, clouds, sports
why, ski jumping just started
as the 1st snow here falls
I'm an avid poet
searching for words
to describe what I watched
distant jumps on TV
transmitted by waves
surely only #achievable
on invisible birds' wings
#blueskyrelay #vss365
November 23, 2025 at 5:23 PM
I'm an avid watcher
#waves, trees, birds
people, clouds, sports
why, ski jumping just started
as the 1st snow here falls
I'm an avid poet
searching for words
to describe what I watched
distant jumps on TV
transmitted by waves
surely only #achievable
on invisible birds' wings
#blueskyrelay #vss365
#waves, trees, birds
people, clouds, sports
why, ski jumping just started
as the 1st snow here falls
I'm an avid poet
searching for words
to describe what I watched
distant jumps on TV
transmitted by waves
surely only #achievable
on invisible birds' wings
#blueskyrelay #vss365
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Wow! Isn’t it incredible what can be achieved with just one word! Which leads me on to ask, what next?
What about this goal, is it right for me?
Is it too challenging or too easy?
Have I unlocked my potential?
Is it achievable?
The #vss365 #prompt for 23 Nov is #Achievable
What about this goal, is it right for me?
Is it too challenging or too easy?
Have I unlocked my potential?
Is it achievable?
The #vss365 #prompt for 23 Nov is #Achievable
a man is sitting in the back seat of a car and says how is that even possible
ALT: a man is sitting in the back seat of a car and says how is that even possible
media.tenor.com
November 23, 2025 at 7:57 AM
Wow! Isn’t it incredible what can be achieved with just one word! Which leads me on to ask, what next?
What about this goal, is it right for me?
Is it too challenging or too easy?
Have I unlocked my potential?
Is it achievable?
The #vss365 #prompt for 23 Nov is #Achievable
What about this goal, is it right for me?
Is it too challenging or too easy?
Have I unlocked my potential?
Is it achievable?
The #vss365 #prompt for 23 Nov is #Achievable
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My countryman, Vincent van Gogh, inspired many a poem.
Folks, the #blueSkyRelay #prompt for Sunday 23 November 2025 is #wave / #waves !
Hashtags, alt text, show & tell svp. Extra credit for pronouncing the artist's name right.
Folks, the #blueSkyRelay #prompt for Sunday 23 November 2025 is #wave / #waves !
Hashtags, alt text, show & tell svp. Extra credit for pronouncing the artist's name right.
November 23, 2025 at 4:55 AM
My countryman, Vincent van Gogh, inspired many a poem.
Folks, the #blueSkyRelay #prompt for Sunday 23 November 2025 is #wave / #waves !
Hashtags, alt text, show & tell svp. Extra credit for pronouncing the artist's name right.
Folks, the #blueSkyRelay #prompt for Sunday 23 November 2025 is #wave / #waves !
Hashtags, alt text, show & tell svp. Extra credit for pronouncing the artist's name right.
They keep saying
I look good in #blue,
but I'm never happy
with the hue,
I'd rather arrange
all sorts of gaudy orange,
then be feeling resigned,
wearing (on me) blue.
#blueskyrelay
I look good in #blue,
but I'm never happy
with the hue,
I'd rather arrange
all sorts of gaudy orange,
then be feeling resigned,
wearing (on me) blue.
#blueskyrelay
November 21, 2025 at 3:09 PM
They keep saying
I look good in #blue,
but I'm never happy
with the hue,
I'd rather arrange
all sorts of gaudy orange,
then be feeling resigned,
wearing (on me) blue.
#blueskyrelay
I look good in #blue,
but I'm never happy
with the hue,
I'd rather arrange
all sorts of gaudy orange,
then be feeling resigned,
wearing (on me) blue.
#blueskyrelay
Call it #mercurial mood
or dionysian wine buzz
this swing and all that jazz
sweetest tasting muse
soon fizzles and pops
goes back to broody blues
#blueskyrelay
or dionysian wine buzz
this swing and all that jazz
sweetest tasting muse
soon fizzles and pops
goes back to broody blues
#blueskyrelay
November 20, 2025 at 5:16 PM
Call it #mercurial mood
or dionysian wine buzz
this swing and all that jazz
sweetest tasting muse
soon fizzles and pops
goes back to broody blues
#blueskyrelay
or dionysian wine buzz
this swing and all that jazz
sweetest tasting muse
soon fizzles and pops
goes back to broody blues
#blueskyrelay
To the worker
of the fast food chain
who just smirked
when I tried to pay
for extra cheese dip.
I'll sound extra cheesy:
what a massive gain
to be spared mere change
w/ that change-bringing smile!
I didn't get to thank you,
seeing as you quickly dipped
back into the kitchen.
I'll pay it forward.
of the fast food chain
who just smirked
when I tried to pay
for extra cheese dip.
I'll sound extra cheesy:
what a massive gain
to be spared mere change
w/ that change-bringing smile!
I didn't get to thank you,
seeing as you quickly dipped
back into the kitchen.
I'll pay it forward.
November 19, 2025 at 11:24 PM
To the worker
of the fast food chain
who just smirked
when I tried to pay
for extra cheese dip.
I'll sound extra cheesy:
what a massive gain
to be spared mere change
w/ that change-bringing smile!
I didn't get to thank you,
seeing as you quickly dipped
back into the kitchen.
I'll pay it forward.
of the fast food chain
who just smirked
when I tried to pay
for extra cheese dip.
I'll sound extra cheesy:
what a massive gain
to be spared mere change
w/ that change-bringing smile!
I didn't get to thank you,
seeing as you quickly dipped
back into the kitchen.
I'll pay it forward.
#Transient – the brief
& gentle relief,
a visible breath
cause I don't need clout,
but I'd feel bit left out
if not for the tap tap
beating
of a tiny red heart
at least the one
I wish I could say
the likes have no sway,
but it's hard to deny
knowing "hearts"
gets me by
#blueskyrelay
& gentle relief,
a visible breath
cause I don't need clout,
but I'd feel bit left out
if not for the tap tap
beating
of a tiny red heart
at least the one
I wish I could say
the likes have no sway,
but it's hard to deny
knowing "hearts"
gets me by
#blueskyrelay
November 19, 2025 at 10:41 PM
#Transient – the brief
& gentle relief,
a visible breath
cause I don't need clout,
but I'd feel bit left out
if not for the tap tap
beating
of a tiny red heart
at least the one
I wish I could say
the likes have no sway,
but it's hard to deny
knowing "hearts"
gets me by
#blueskyrelay
& gentle relief,
a visible breath
cause I don't need clout,
but I'd feel bit left out
if not for the tap tap
beating
of a tiny red heart
at least the one
I wish I could say
the likes have no sway,
but it's hard to deny
knowing "hearts"
gets me by
#blueskyrelay
Today marks a year since I joined Bluesky! A big thank you to all who read my #poetry and engage with me. You often make my day ^^
#vss365 poem ⬇️
I'm oft spoiled for choices,
but always choose to act.
No matter the #options
I do not opt out,
lest the choice
is taken away;
best to always
have a say.
#vss365 poem ⬇️
I'm oft spoiled for choices,
but always choose to act.
No matter the #options
I do not opt out,
lest the choice
is taken away;
best to always
have a say.
November 19, 2025 at 8:30 PM
#SenseWrds 47
What scare lurks in the open field?
A phantom of Autumn —
leaves carried by the wind.
I'll wait for them to settle.
What scare lurks in the open field?
A phantom of Autumn —
leaves carried by the wind.
I'll wait for them to settle.
November 18, 2025 at 3:26 PM
#SenseWrds 47
What scare lurks in the open field?
A phantom of Autumn —
leaves carried by the wind.
I'll wait for them to settle.
What scare lurks in the open field?
A phantom of Autumn —
leaves carried by the wind.
I'll wait for them to settle.
Before we kiss let's iron out the terms:
I get the rush, you get germs
You get lost in my eyes
I find I'm scared of goodbyes
I get the biggest of hungers
You ‐ the slightest of regrets
You stare daggers as I get to undress
My sweat glimmers, you get the jitters
We both get quiet as the mood withers
I get the rush, you get germs
You get lost in my eyes
I find I'm scared of goodbyes
I get the biggest of hungers
You ‐ the slightest of regrets
You stare daggers as I get to undress
My sweat glimmers, you get the jitters
We both get quiet as the mood withers
November 18, 2025 at 9:50 AM
Before we kiss let's iron out the terms:
I get the rush, you get germs
You get lost in my eyes
I find I'm scared of goodbyes
I get the biggest of hungers
You ‐ the slightest of regrets
You stare daggers as I get to undress
My sweat glimmers, you get the jitters
We both get quiet as the mood withers
I get the rush, you get germs
You get lost in my eyes
I find I'm scared of goodbyes
I get the biggest of hungers
You ‐ the slightest of regrets
You stare daggers as I get to undress
My sweat glimmers, you get the jitters
We both get quiet as the mood withers
November 17, 2025 at 10:14 AM
#SenseWrds 45
Shadow slinks
along well-travelled path
from where I wake
to where I draw a bath.
Time slips,
precious daylight dims,
water drips
from my fingertips.
Eyes blink,
as I walk my path
from where I draw a bath
to where I sleep.
Towel slips
and falls into the night,
nothing
for my tears.
Shadow slinks
along well-travelled path
from where I wake
to where I draw a bath.
Time slips,
precious daylight dims,
water drips
from my fingertips.
Eyes blink,
as I walk my path
from where I draw a bath
to where I sleep.
Towel slips
and falls into the night,
nothing
for my tears.
November 16, 2025 at 10:57 PM
#SenseWrds 45
Shadow slinks
along well-travelled path
from where I wake
to where I draw a bath.
Time slips,
precious daylight dims,
water drips
from my fingertips.
Eyes blink,
as I walk my path
from where I draw a bath
to where I sleep.
Towel slips
and falls into the night,
nothing
for my tears.
Shadow slinks
along well-travelled path
from where I wake
to where I draw a bath.
Time slips,
precious daylight dims,
water drips
from my fingertips.
Eyes blink,
as I walk my path
from where I draw a bath
to where I sleep.
Towel slips
and falls into the night,
nothing
for my tears.
#SenseWrds 44
The smell is curious,
so I sniff around,
pick up trampled
petals off the ground,
chasing something
tall on sturdy feet,
wish to sink my teeth in it.
The smell is curious,
so I sniff around,
pick up trampled
petals off the ground,
chasing something
tall on sturdy feet,
wish to sink my teeth in it.
From Diane di Prima's "Loba"
I've been slightly obsessed with reading her recently and wanted to share a little ^^
I've been slightly obsessed with reading her recently and wanted to share a little ^^
November 16, 2025 at 10:20 PM
#SenseWrds 44
The smell is curious,
so I sniff around,
pick up trampled
petals off the ground,
chasing something
tall on sturdy feet,
wish to sink my teeth in it.
The smell is curious,
so I sniff around,
pick up trampled
petals off the ground,
chasing something
tall on sturdy feet,
wish to sink my teeth in it.
Sometimes
the #issue
is you,
your needs.
"I miss you,"
every day
you say
and "where is she?"
she's no spectre,
no #banshee,
you touch her physically,
you talk,
tiredly she answers,
she feeds,
she is one person
and she gives her best,
but your "I miss you"
makes her
need rest.
#vss365 #blueskyrelay
the #issue
is you,
your needs.
"I miss you,"
every day
you say
and "where is she?"
she's no spectre,
no #banshee,
you touch her physically,
you talk,
tiredly she answers,
she feeds,
she is one person
and she gives her best,
but your "I miss you"
makes her
need rest.
#vss365 #blueskyrelay
November 16, 2025 at 10:02 PM
Sometimes
the #issue
is you,
your needs.
"I miss you,"
every day
you say
and "where is she?"
she's no spectre,
no #banshee,
you touch her physically,
you talk,
tiredly she answers,
she feeds,
she is one person
and she gives her best,
but your "I miss you"
makes her
need rest.
#vss365 #blueskyrelay
the #issue
is you,
your needs.
"I miss you,"
every day
you say
and "where is she?"
she's no spectre,
no #banshee,
you touch her physically,
you talk,
tiredly she answers,
she feeds,
she is one person
and she gives her best,
but your "I miss you"
makes her
need rest.
#vss365 #blueskyrelay
#SenseWrds 43
some days
clump of clay
dull and gray
oft pulled taut
by river Blues,
but please lose
the morbid sense
the blatant abuse
of colouring words
there's certain peace
in that it just is
it may stay
or all may change
some days
clump of clay
dull and gray
oft pulled taut
by river Blues,
but please lose
the morbid sense
the blatant abuse
of colouring words
there's certain peace
in that it just is
it may stay
or all may change
November 15, 2025 at 2:48 PM
#SenseWrds 43
some days
clump of clay
dull and gray
oft pulled taut
by river Blues,
but please lose
the morbid sense
the blatant abuse
of colouring words
there's certain peace
in that it just is
it may stay
or all may change
some days
clump of clay
dull and gray
oft pulled taut
by river Blues,
but please lose
the morbid sense
the blatant abuse
of colouring words
there's certain peace
in that it just is
it may stay
or all may change
Morrigan Origami
Now remain calm
folding blank space
to create masterpiece,
we owe our dreams
a thousand cranes.
The origami art
originates in the land
surrounded by waves
where warriors brave
laid down their lives,
viciously fought
with tempered blades.
We all have
our sacred birds.
#blueskyrelay
Now remain calm
folding blank space
to create masterpiece,
we owe our dreams
a thousand cranes.
The origami art
originates in the land
surrounded by waves
where warriors brave
laid down their lives,
viciously fought
with tempered blades.
We all have
our sacred birds.
#blueskyrelay
November 15, 2025 at 12:40 PM
Morrigan Origami
Now remain calm
folding blank space
to create masterpiece,
we owe our dreams
a thousand cranes.
The origami art
originates in the land
surrounded by waves
where warriors brave
laid down their lives,
viciously fought
with tempered blades.
We all have
our sacred birds.
#blueskyrelay
Now remain calm
folding blank space
to create masterpiece,
we owe our dreams
a thousand cranes.
The origami art
originates in the land
surrounded by waves
where warriors brave
laid down their lives,
viciously fought
with tempered blades.
We all have
our sacred birds.
#blueskyrelay
We built
a great
portal, one
we thought
would transport
us, but
it was
hard to
fit within
its frame,
there were
words in the way.
#vss365 #transport
a great
portal, one
we thought
would transport
us, but
it was
hard to
fit within
its frame,
there were
words in the way.
#vss365 #transport
November 15, 2025 at 9:04 AM
We built
a great
portal, one
we thought
would transport
us, but
it was
hard to
fit within
its frame,
there were
words in the way.
#vss365 #transport
a great
portal, one
we thought
would transport
us, but
it was
hard to
fit within
its frame,
there were
words in the way.
#vss365 #transport
Nothing to see
in this bog
though I thought
I saw a #nixie
through the fog.
Lonesome buzzing
insect nicks me.
Waters still,
but being here
thoroughly stirred
my mind
in a vortex.
I feel lost,
with no context
as to why
my eye wanders,
drowns in the
ambience
of these watchful
waters.
#blueskyrelay
in this bog
though I thought
I saw a #nixie
through the fog.
Lonesome buzzing
insect nicks me.
Waters still,
but being here
thoroughly stirred
my mind
in a vortex.
I feel lost,
with no context
as to why
my eye wanders,
drowns in the
ambience
of these watchful
waters.
#blueskyrelay
November 15, 2025 at 12:04 AM
Nothing to see
in this bog
though I thought
I saw a #nixie
through the fog.
Lonesome buzzing
insect nicks me.
Waters still,
but being here
thoroughly stirred
my mind
in a vortex.
I feel lost,
with no context
as to why
my eye wanders,
drowns in the
ambience
of these watchful
waters.
#blueskyrelay
in this bog
though I thought
I saw a #nixie
through the fog.
Lonesome buzzing
insect nicks me.
Waters still,
but being here
thoroughly stirred
my mind
in a vortex.
I feel lost,
with no context
as to why
my eye wanders,
drowns in the
ambience
of these watchful
waters.
#blueskyrelay