𝐒𝒕𝘶𝘳 𝓟𝙤𝘦𝘵
@poetstur.bsky.social
Full time English teacher; part time poet.
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𝐒𝒕𝘶𝘳 𝓟𝙤𝘦𝘵
@poetstur.bsky.social
· Jan 12
here again,
ruminating on when
fizzing words would
#issue frantically
from a broken mind,
different time
when I trod the thin line
separating me
from the abyss
precarious,
words still rose
through cracks in this
no stalled synapse —
now stubborn stick
in the spokes
grinds it
to a stop
#vss365
ruminating on when
fizzing words would
#issue frantically
from a broken mind,
different time
when I trod the thin line
separating me
from the abyss
precarious,
words still rose
through cracks in this
no stalled synapse —
now stubborn stick
in the spokes
grinds it
to a stop
#vss365
November 16, 2025 at 9:29 PM
What do you think
it means
to sit still
on #Halloween —
take a weak sip of tea,
hide in the dark
as they knock
for me...
what does it mean
that I've seen
angels where
devils have been
furious teams
of atomies
dragging dreams
across
a sunset loom
redding from
the scream
of a hapless moon
#vss365
it means
to sit still
on #Halloween —
take a weak sip of tea,
hide in the dark
as they knock
for me...
what does it mean
that I've seen
angels where
devils have been
furious teams
of atomies
dragging dreams
across
a sunset loom
redding from
the scream
of a hapless moon
#vss365
October 31, 2025 at 5:06 PM
What do you think
it means
to sit still
on #Halloween —
take a weak sip of tea,
hide in the dark
as they knock
for me...
what does it mean
that I've seen
angels where
devils have been
furious teams
of atomies
dragging dreams
across
a sunset loom
redding from
the scream
of a hapless moon
#vss365
it means
to sit still
on #Halloween —
take a weak sip of tea,
hide in the dark
as they knock
for me...
what does it mean
that I've seen
angels where
devils have been
furious teams
of atomies
dragging dreams
across
a sunset loom
redding from
the scream
of a hapless moon
#vss365
From each
carefully curated
angle
the sign and semblance
of happiness
leaches from sun-drenched skin
but all I see
is sadness
DJ decks,
an aroma of sex
new scenes,
green screens
perfect pesto —
a fraudulent
manifesto for an
escape from lives
they never properly
learned
to live
carefully curated
angle
the sign and semblance
of happiness
leaches from sun-drenched skin
but all I see
is sadness
DJ decks,
an aroma of sex
new scenes,
green screens
perfect pesto —
a fraudulent
manifesto for an
escape from lives
they never properly
learned
to live
October 19, 2025 at 12:09 PM
From each
carefully curated
angle
the sign and semblance
of happiness
leaches from sun-drenched skin
but all I see
is sadness
DJ decks,
an aroma of sex
new scenes,
green screens
perfect pesto —
a fraudulent
manifesto for an
escape from lives
they never properly
learned
to live
carefully curated
angle
the sign and semblance
of happiness
leaches from sun-drenched skin
but all I see
is sadness
DJ decks,
an aroma of sex
new scenes,
green screens
perfect pesto —
a fraudulent
manifesto for an
escape from lives
they never properly
learned
to live
Reposted by 𝐒𝒕𝘶𝘳 𝓟𝙤𝘦𝘵
Hi. I'm going to be your next #vss365 host, after Mr. Greenwood (@bowengreenwood.bsky.social) has concluded his amazing tenure.
The info for next month: I'll be hosting from 1-15 September. My prompt posts will go up at 6 AM in GMT. I'm looking forward reading your inventive stories!
The info for next month: I'll be hosting from 1-15 September. My prompt posts will go up at 6 AM in GMT. I'm looking forward reading your inventive stories!
August 30, 2025 at 1:31 PM
Hi. I'm going to be your next #vss365 host, after Mr. Greenwood (@bowengreenwood.bsky.social) has concluded his amazing tenure.
The info for next month: I'll be hosting from 1-15 September. My prompt posts will go up at 6 AM in GMT. I'm looking forward reading your inventive stories!
The info for next month: I'll be hosting from 1-15 September. My prompt posts will go up at 6 AM in GMT. I'm looking forward reading your inventive stories!
your eyes sparkle
#constellations shine
a universe in those pools
and me, the fool,
drowning again
#vss365
#constellations shine
a universe in those pools
and me, the fool,
drowning again
#vss365
August 31, 2025 at 7:59 AM
your eyes sparkle
#constellations shine
a universe in those pools
and me, the fool,
drowning again
#vss365
#constellations shine
a universe in those pools
and me, the fool,
drowning again
#vss365
what a #prank
voters played
on the mighty
U S of A
one big baby
in full control
orange skin
with no clear goals
the red box tickers
roared with joy
what a hoot
for billionaire boy
man of the people
he tries to claim
just not the many people
to whom he shows disdain
prank you very much
#vss365
voters played
on the mighty
U S of A
one big baby
in full control
orange skin
with no clear goals
the red box tickers
roared with joy
what a hoot
for billionaire boy
man of the people
he tries to claim
just not the many people
to whom he shows disdain
prank you very much
#vss365
August 8, 2025 at 12:36 PM
Reposted by 𝐒𝒕𝘶𝘳 𝓟𝙤𝘦𝘵
Reposted by 𝐒𝒕𝘶𝘳 𝓟𝙤𝘦𝘵
We return again
to each other's lives
time after time
unable, it seems
to stay away
Our life's orbits
different, uneven
swing us apart
then back again
Inevitably, resistantly
fearing of losing
what we once had
We become one, together
only to discover
We make the perfect pair
#vss365 #return
to each other's lives
time after time
unable, it seems
to stay away
Our life's orbits
different, uneven
swing us apart
then back again
Inevitably, resistantly
fearing of losing
what we once had
We become one, together
only to discover
We make the perfect pair
#vss365 #return
April 24, 2025 at 4:28 PM
Reposted by 𝐒𝒕𝘶𝘳 𝓟𝙤𝘦𝘵
"Ruston Parva"
Something had to change
On a cold northern wind
Over hills and through trees
There came a new calling
It was home to few before
A little land between here and there
On the way to somewhere
A burning from the inside
A yearning found its way outside
Ruston Parva became my new life
Something had to change
On a cold northern wind
Over hills and through trees
There came a new calling
It was home to few before
A little land between here and there
On the way to somewhere
A burning from the inside
A yearning found its way outside
Ruston Parva became my new life
June 1, 2025 at 7:02 PM
"Ruston Parva"
Something had to change
On a cold northern wind
Over hills and through trees
There came a new calling
It was home to few before
A little land between here and there
On the way to somewhere
A burning from the inside
A yearning found its way outside
Ruston Parva became my new life
Something had to change
On a cold northern wind
Over hills and through trees
There came a new calling
It was home to few before
A little land between here and there
On the way to somewhere
A burning from the inside
A yearning found its way outside
Ruston Parva became my new life
June 30, 2025 at 9:09 PM
eyes down
fixated on today's
potted path,
so concerned
about falling
I can't look up
LOOK UP!
The transcendent
beauty of
the starscape
puts things in
perspective
tomorrow
it'll be there
behind the clouds,
perhaps,
but insistent
that there's more
that lasts than
these diminishing
cares
#vss365
fixated on today's
potted path,
so concerned
about falling
I can't look up
LOOK UP!
The transcendent
beauty of
the starscape
puts things in
perspective
tomorrow
it'll be there
behind the clouds,
perhaps,
but insistent
that there's more
that lasts than
these diminishing
cares
#vss365
June 25, 2025 at 5:23 AM
eyes down
fixated on today's
potted path,
so concerned
about falling
I can't look up
LOOK UP!
The transcendent
beauty of
the starscape
puts things in
perspective
tomorrow
it'll be there
behind the clouds,
perhaps,
but insistent
that there's more
that lasts than
these diminishing
cares
#vss365
fixated on today's
potted path,
so concerned
about falling
I can't look up
LOOK UP!
The transcendent
beauty of
the starscape
puts things in
perspective
tomorrow
it'll be there
behind the clouds,
perhaps,
but insistent
that there's more
that lasts than
these diminishing
cares
#vss365