Poetkisses
@poetkisses.bsky.social
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Poetkisses
@poetkisses.bsky.social
· Jan 22
as starlings
kiss
my still
I fill
my soul
w/constellations
golden
glistening
guiding
me to peace
in defiance
of the rubicund
regime
that bleeds
greed & grasps
at superseding
citizens
from flight/feeling
resistance
requires
recognition
of their
black dwarves
& lack
of a loving
core
that
emits
nothing
kiss
my still
I fill
my soul
w/constellations
golden
glistening
guiding
me to peace
in defiance
of the rubicund
regime
that bleeds
greed & grasps
at superseding
citizens
from flight/feeling
resistance
requires
recognition
of their
black dwarves
& lack
of a loving
core
that
emits
nothing
Reposted by Poetkisses
February 11, 2025 at 2:25 AM
keep 'em sick, Carter
keeps the rich richer
& the sick sicker
game over
take cover
the dealers are all clowns
& in the silences
bearin' ya down
collusion abounds
the clock struck
humanity's adrownin'
& now
siren sounds are ascreamin'
the
rubicunds
are acomin'
for ur daughters'
wombful
dreams
#poetry
keeps the rich richer
& the sick sicker
game over
take cover
the dealers are all clowns
& in the silences
bearin' ya down
collusion abounds
the clock struck
humanity's adrownin'
& now
siren sounds are ascreamin'
the
rubicunds
are acomin'
for ur daughters'
wombful
dreams
#poetry
January 22, 2025 at 9:46 PM
keep 'em sick, Carter
keeps the rich richer
& the sick sicker
game over
take cover
the dealers are all clowns
& in the silences
bearin' ya down
collusion abounds
the clock struck
humanity's adrownin'
& now
siren sounds are ascreamin'
the
rubicunds
are acomin'
for ur daughters'
wombful
dreams
#poetry
keeps the rich richer
& the sick sicker
game over
take cover
the dealers are all clowns
& in the silences
bearin' ya down
collusion abounds
the clock struck
humanity's adrownin'
& now
siren sounds are ascreamin'
the
rubicunds
are acomin'
for ur daughters'
wombful
dreams
#poetry
January 22, 2025 at 8:35 PM
as starlings
kiss
my still
I fill
my soul
w/constellations
golden
glistening
guiding
me to peace
in defiance
of the rubicund
regime
that bleeds
greed & grasps
at superseding
citizens
from flight/feeling
resistance
requires
recognition
of their
black dwarves
& lack
of a loving
core
that
emits
nothing
kiss
my still
I fill
my soul
w/constellations
golden
glistening
guiding
me to peace
in defiance
of the rubicund
regime
that bleeds
greed & grasps
at superseding
citizens
from flight/feeling
resistance
requires
recognition
of their
black dwarves
& lack
of a loving
core
that
emits
nothing
January 22, 2025 at 6:23 PM
as starlings
kiss
my still
I fill
my soul
w/constellations
golden
glistening
guiding
me to peace
in defiance
of the rubicund
regime
that bleeds
greed & grasps
at superseding
citizens
from flight/feeling
resistance
requires
recognition
of their
black dwarves
& lack
of a loving
core
that
emits
nothing
kiss
my still
I fill
my soul
w/constellations
golden
glistening
guiding
me to peace
in defiance
of the rubicund
regime
that bleeds
greed & grasps
at superseding
citizens
from flight/feeling
resistance
requires
recognition
of their
black dwarves
& lack
of a loving
core
that
emits
nothing
Reposted by Poetkisses
& there,
laced between whispers
of gloaming sunset skies,
my farewell words of love
for you, my muse
there by my side,
entwined in love
skin on skin
recalling aromatic
honeysuckle vibes
of our delectable days
& breathtaking nights,
as we wake to hear
the birdsong
one final time.
#vss365 #lace
laced between whispers
of gloaming sunset skies,
my farewell words of love
for you, my muse
there by my side,
entwined in love
skin on skin
recalling aromatic
honeysuckle vibes
of our delectable days
& breathtaking nights,
as we wake to hear
the birdsong
one final time.
#vss365 #lace
January 22, 2025 at 12:54 PM
Reposted by Poetkisses
I don’t need perfect people in my life I just need honest good-hearted ones..
January 22, 2025 at 2:11 PM
I don’t need perfect people in my life I just need honest good-hearted ones..
Reposted by Poetkisses
#sensewrds
she remained
far away
in mind and spirit
and lord
he wish he could cross
this chasm
that was now
between them
but one dared dream
of a better tomorrow
while the other
felt safer
in the shadows
of his yesterdays
#poetry
she remained
far away
in mind and spirit
and lord
he wish he could cross
this chasm
that was now
between them
but one dared dream
of a better tomorrow
while the other
felt safer
in the shadows
of his yesterdays
#poetry
January 22, 2025 at 2:13 PM
#sensewrds
she remained
far away
in mind and spirit
and lord
he wish he could cross
this chasm
that was now
between them
but one dared dream
of a better tomorrow
while the other
felt safer
in the shadows
of his yesterdays
#poetry
she remained
far away
in mind and spirit
and lord
he wish he could cross
this chasm
that was now
between them
but one dared dream
of a better tomorrow
while the other
felt safer
in the shadows
of his yesterdays
#poetry
Reposted by Poetkisses
January 21, 2025 at 8:19 PM
Reposted by Poetkisses
she exists in midnight's
shadows of fear
afraid to wander into
the warmth of light
to trust at hope
to believe in wishes
so on lucent nights
amid sapphire skies
she'll muster courage
relinquish puckered fear
to behold dancing stars
yearning to follow them
to beautfully soar away
shadows of fear
afraid to wander into
the warmth of light
to trust at hope
to believe in wishes
so on lucent nights
amid sapphire skies
she'll muster courage
relinquish puckered fear
to behold dancing stars
yearning to follow them
to beautfully soar away
January 21, 2025 at 8:12 PM
she exists in midnight's
shadows of fear
afraid to wander into
the warmth of light
to trust at hope
to believe in wishes
so on lucent nights
amid sapphire skies
she'll muster courage
relinquish puckered fear
to behold dancing stars
yearning to follow them
to beautfully soar away
shadows of fear
afraid to wander into
the warmth of light
to trust at hope
to believe in wishes
so on lucent nights
amid sapphire skies
she'll muster courage
relinquish puckered fear
to behold dancing stars
yearning to follow them
to beautfully soar away
Reposted by Poetkisses
You put me in a cage
Where only you can see me
But I need to be set free
I have the world to see
So do not put me here
In your heart caged
Your love be fierce
But do not choke me
#FireWriters35
Where only you can see me
But I need to be set free
I have the world to see
So do not put me here
In your heart caged
Your love be fierce
But do not choke me
#FireWriters35
January 21, 2025 at 9:08 PM
You put me in a cage
Where only you can see me
But I need to be set free
I have the world to see
So do not put me here
In your heart caged
Your love be fierce
But do not choke me
#FireWriters35
Where only you can see me
But I need to be set free
I have the world to see
So do not put me here
In your heart caged
Your love be fierce
But do not choke me
#FireWriters35
Reposted by Poetkisses
You claimed you wanted
A woman of wit
And substance.
A partner.
A muse.
A love.
You sang my praises
When I was still a prize.
A trophy to be won.
But in the end
You made of me
A #silhouette.
A wraith.
Her substance squandered
With the heat
Of long-extinguished flame.
#vss365
A woman of wit
And substance.
A partner.
A muse.
A love.
You sang my praises
When I was still a prize.
A trophy to be won.
But in the end
You made of me
A #silhouette.
A wraith.
Her substance squandered
With the heat
Of long-extinguished flame.
#vss365
December 20, 2024 at 2:16 AM
You claimed you wanted
A woman of wit
And substance.
A partner.
A muse.
A love.
You sang my praises
When I was still a prize.
A trophy to be won.
But in the end
You made of me
A #silhouette.
A wraith.
Her substance squandered
With the heat
Of long-extinguished flame.
#vss365
A woman of wit
And substance.
A partner.
A muse.
A love.
You sang my praises
When I was still a prize.
A trophy to be won.
But in the end
You made of me
A #silhouette.
A wraith.
Her substance squandered
With the heat
Of long-extinguished flame.
#vss365
Reposted by Poetkisses
January 21, 2025 at 7:53 PM
Reposted by Poetkisses
The removal of the tree
left a sun-washed patio scene
with no more dreams
in the stars.
left a sun-washed patio scene
with no more dreams
in the stars.
January 21, 2025 at 8:00 PM
The removal of the tree
left a sun-washed patio scene
with no more dreams
in the stars.
left a sun-washed patio scene
with no more dreams
in the stars.
Reposted by Poetkisses
she had dreamed him long before the stars formed constellations; her poems
stitching sinew and bone together, until he was not just an imagination, not just words that made her smile, but a warmth in her arms, flames across her flesh, and an inferno in her soul
#poetry
#writingcommunity
stitching sinew and bone together, until he was not just an imagination, not just words that made her smile, but a warmth in her arms, flames across her flesh, and an inferno in her soul
#poetry
#writingcommunity
January 20, 2025 at 11:53 PM
she had dreamed him long before the stars formed constellations; her poems
stitching sinew and bone together, until he was not just an imagination, not just words that made her smile, but a warmth in her arms, flames across her flesh, and an inferno in her soul
#poetry
#writingcommunity
stitching sinew and bone together, until he was not just an imagination, not just words that made her smile, but a warmth in her arms, flames across her flesh, and an inferno in her soul
#poetry
#writingcommunity
Reposted by Poetkisses
her heart is a lantern, dim and fractured,
its glow seeping through fissures
to light the shadows she cannot escape
#poetry
#writingcommunity
its glow seeping through fissures
to light the shadows she cannot escape
#poetry
#writingcommunity
January 18, 2025 at 10:57 PM
her heart is a lantern, dim and fractured,
its glow seeping through fissures
to light the shadows she cannot escape
#poetry
#writingcommunity
its glow seeping through fissures
to light the shadows she cannot escape
#poetry
#writingcommunity
Reposted by Poetkisses
January 21, 2025 at 10:10 AM
Reposted by Poetkisses
they were told
to make a wish
#puckering their lips
against
the irony of emptiness
blind to deceit
of the dying day
deaf to requiem
encasing the world
they entered
tunnel of quietude
whose branches
held forgotten signs
& slowly began
to decipher
the riddle of their time
#vss365 #FromOneLine #inkMine
to make a wish
#puckering their lips
against
the irony of emptiness
blind to deceit
of the dying day
deaf to requiem
encasing the world
they entered
tunnel of quietude
whose branches
held forgotten signs
& slowly began
to decipher
the riddle of their time
#vss365 #FromOneLine #inkMine
January 21, 2025 at 10:56 AM
they were told
to make a wish
#puckering their lips
against
the irony of emptiness
blind to deceit
of the dying day
deaf to requiem
encasing the world
they entered
tunnel of quietude
whose branches
held forgotten signs
& slowly began
to decipher
the riddle of their time
#vss365 #FromOneLine #inkMine
to make a wish
#puckering their lips
against
the irony of emptiness
blind to deceit
of the dying day
deaf to requiem
encasing the world
they entered
tunnel of quietude
whose branches
held forgotten signs
& slowly began
to decipher
the riddle of their time
#vss365 #FromOneLine #inkMine
Reposted by Poetkisses
she softly holds
libraries of dreams
within her heart
to borrow on the
most overcast days
#poetry
#writingcommunity
libraries of dreams
within her heart
to borrow on the
most overcast days
#poetry
#writingcommunity
January 21, 2025 at 4:24 PM
she softly holds
libraries of dreams
within her heart
to borrow on the
most overcast days
#poetry
#writingcommunity
libraries of dreams
within her heart
to borrow on the
most overcast days
#poetry
#writingcommunity
Reposted by Poetkisses
in the dusky forest
a deer halts and listens...
the old church bell
is calling the moon
a deer halts and listens...
the old church bell
is calling the moon
January 21, 2025 at 4:21 PM
in the dusky forest
a deer halts and listens...
the old church bell
is calling the moon
a deer halts and listens...
the old church bell
is calling the moon
Reposted by Poetkisses
souls have conversations
and they hold each other
even if they never touch
that's what art is for
and they hold each other
even if they never touch
that's what art is for
January 21, 2025 at 7:37 AM
souls have conversations
and they hold each other
even if they never touch
that's what art is for
and they hold each other
even if they never touch
that's what art is for
Reposted by Poetkisses
January 21, 2025 at 4:31 PM