Robert
@robertthe.bsky.social
Poetry doesn’t belong to the person who writes it; it belongs to the person who needs it. — Il Postino (1994 film)
A gentleman of a certain age.
Avatar art by R. Lichtenstein.
A gentleman of a certain age.
Avatar art by R. Lichtenstein.
Pinned
November 12, 2025 at 12:25 AM
Reposted by Robert
our altar
twists in red
misunderstood
demons
come to call
we make a wish
for love and
understanding
each other
break down
the barriers
to love each other
#foxprose
#pennedreveries
#bedroomeyes
twists in red
misunderstood
demons
come to call
we make a wish
for love and
understanding
each other
break down
the barriers
to love each other
#foxprose
#pennedreveries
#bedroomeyes
November 11, 2025 at 6:31 PM
our altar
twists in red
misunderstood
demons
come to call
we make a wish
for love and
understanding
each other
break down
the barriers
to love each other
#foxprose
#pennedreveries
#bedroomeyes
twists in red
misunderstood
demons
come to call
we make a wish
for love and
understanding
each other
break down
the barriers
to love each other
#foxprose
#pennedreveries
#bedroomeyes
Reposted by Robert
November 11, 2025 at 5:56 PM
Reposted by Robert
I reach for him
in the secret spaces
within the mundanity
of each day
I make a wish
and he appears
in that hidden realm
where time
doesn't exist
and where memory
can't hurt
I feel for him
when I feel nothing
and love beats a path
back into my heart.
#BedroomeyesPrompt
#IMakeAWish
in the secret spaces
within the mundanity
of each day
I make a wish
and he appears
in that hidden realm
where time
doesn't exist
and where memory
can't hurt
I feel for him
when I feel nothing
and love beats a path
back into my heart.
#BedroomeyesPrompt
#IMakeAWish
November 11, 2025 at 9:48 AM
I reach for him
in the secret spaces
within the mundanity
of each day
I make a wish
and he appears
in that hidden realm
where time
doesn't exist
and where memory
can't hurt
I feel for him
when I feel nothing
and love beats a path
back into my heart.
#BedroomeyesPrompt
#IMakeAWish
in the secret spaces
within the mundanity
of each day
I make a wish
and he appears
in that hidden realm
where time
doesn't exist
and where memory
can't hurt
I feel for him
when I feel nothing
and love beats a path
back into my heart.
#BedroomeyesPrompt
#IMakeAWish
Reposted by Robert
I wandered
into you,
fading the lines
that separated us—
tracing sentences
through your soul,
words tattooed
into the fabric
of you
a promise of
permanence
that pardons time
& absolves distance
no matter what
might separate us
or where life
takes us,
those bits of me
are yours
to keep
#sensewrds
into you,
fading the lines
that separated us—
tracing sentences
through your soul,
words tattooed
into the fabric
of you
a promise of
permanence
that pardons time
& absolves distance
no matter what
might separate us
or where life
takes us,
those bits of me
are yours
to keep
#sensewrds
November 11, 2025 at 2:15 PM
I wandered
into you,
fading the lines
that separated us—
tracing sentences
through your soul,
words tattooed
into the fabric
of you
a promise of
permanence
that pardons time
& absolves distance
no matter what
might separate us
or where life
takes us,
those bits of me
are yours
to keep
#sensewrds
into you,
fading the lines
that separated us—
tracing sentences
through your soul,
words tattooed
into the fabric
of you
a promise of
permanence
that pardons time
& absolves distance
no matter what
might separate us
or where life
takes us,
those bits of me
are yours
to keep
#sensewrds
Reposted by Robert
#bakedrhymes
If you love a poet
You mustn't cage her
The heart of a poet
Is a timid thing
Prone to depression
And loneliness
If you love a poet
You must love yourself
Watch her come
Bask in your warmth
If you love a poet
Treat her well
For it is a precious thing
To be loved
By a poet
If you love a poet
You mustn't cage her
The heart of a poet
Is a timid thing
Prone to depression
And loneliness
If you love a poet
You must love yourself
Watch her come
Bask in your warmth
If you love a poet
Treat her well
For it is a precious thing
To be loved
By a poet
November 11, 2025 at 3:42 PM
#bakedrhymes
If you love a poet
You mustn't cage her
The heart of a poet
Is a timid thing
Prone to depression
And loneliness
If you love a poet
You must love yourself
Watch her come
Bask in your warmth
If you love a poet
Treat her well
For it is a precious thing
To be loved
By a poet
If you love a poet
You mustn't cage her
The heart of a poet
Is a timid thing
Prone to depression
And loneliness
If you love a poet
You must love yourself
Watch her come
Bask in your warmth
If you love a poet
Treat her well
For it is a precious thing
To be loved
By a poet
I keep searching
for an astral plane
or some such shit
that would let us
exist in the same
place for even a
moment just long
enough to gaze
into your soul
but all I find is
want and longing
and another
wist-filled
night empty
of you
#SenseWrds 143
for an astral plane
or some such shit
that would let us
exist in the same
place for even a
moment just long
enough to gaze
into your soul
but all I find is
want and longing
and another
wist-filled
night empty
of you
#SenseWrds 143
November 11, 2025 at 1:53 AM
I keep searching
for an astral plane
or some such shit
that would let us
exist in the same
place for even a
moment just long
enough to gaze
into your soul
but all I find is
want and longing
and another
wist-filled
night empty
of you
#SenseWrds 143
for an astral plane
or some such shit
that would let us
exist in the same
place for even a
moment just long
enough to gaze
into your soul
but all I find is
want and longing
and another
wist-filled
night empty
of you
#SenseWrds 143
Reposted by Robert
Doubting,
questioning,
wondering,
agonising,
searching,
but knowing -
always knowing in my heart -
I was undone.
#BedroomEyesPrompt
questioning,
wondering,
agonising,
searching,
but knowing -
always knowing in my heart -
I was undone.
#BedroomEyesPrompt
November 10, 2025 at 11:28 PM
Doubting,
questioning,
wondering,
agonising,
searching,
but knowing -
always knowing in my heart -
I was undone.
#BedroomEyesPrompt
questioning,
wondering,
agonising,
searching,
but knowing -
always knowing in my heart -
I was undone.
#BedroomEyesPrompt
November 10, 2025 at 10:20 PM
Reposted by Robert
I watched you go about
the mundane tasks of life
my mind creating
an equation out of all
your small details
& arriving at a
eureka moment,
leading to a knowing
in my heart,
to which my body
responded
You came to me
when you saw
the want in my eyes,
even though
you never knew
the maths involved.
the mundane tasks of life
my mind creating
an equation out of all
your small details
& arriving at a
eureka moment,
leading to a knowing
in my heart,
to which my body
responded
You came to me
when you saw
the want in my eyes,
even though
you never knew
the maths involved.
November 10, 2025 at 8:44 AM
I watched you go about
the mundane tasks of life
my mind creating
an equation out of all
your small details
& arriving at a
eureka moment,
leading to a knowing
in my heart,
to which my body
responded
You came to me
when you saw
the want in my eyes,
even though
you never knew
the maths involved.
the mundane tasks of life
my mind creating
an equation out of all
your small details
& arriving at a
eureka moment,
leading to a knowing
in my heart,
to which my body
responded
You came to me
when you saw
the want in my eyes,
even though
you never knew
the maths involved.
Reposted by Robert
I #track ed a path
to where he was,
over rough terrain
& impossible geography
redrawing the maps
as if the earth
could shift that way,
resetting the clocks
as if time
was on my side
tracing a line,
as if my soul
could make
it's way there
without my body.
#RetroArtPrompt
to where he was,
over rough terrain
& impossible geography
redrawing the maps
as if the earth
could shift that way,
resetting the clocks
as if time
was on my side
tracing a line,
as if my soul
could make
it's way there
without my body.
#RetroArtPrompt
November 10, 2025 at 8:42 AM
I #track ed a path
to where he was,
over rough terrain
& impossible geography
redrawing the maps
as if the earth
could shift that way,
resetting the clocks
as if time
was on my side
tracing a line,
as if my soul
could make
it's way there
without my body.
#RetroArtPrompt
to where he was,
over rough terrain
& impossible geography
redrawing the maps
as if the earth
could shift that way,
resetting the clocks
as if time
was on my side
tracing a line,
as if my soul
could make
it's way there
without my body.
#RetroArtPrompt
Reposted by Robert
I want to walk
with you
and the ghosts
of what
we could
have been
with you
and the ghosts
of what
we could
have been
November 9, 2025 at 10:32 PM
I want to walk
with you
and the ghosts
of what
we could
have been
with you
and the ghosts
of what
we could
have been
Reposted by Robert
i think blame is a lie... truth is, we slip away from each other through no fault or flaw, swim together and drift apart, again and again, through the eternal mesh of time
November 9, 2025 at 4:22 AM
i think blame is a lie... truth is, we slip away from each other through no fault or flaw, swim together and drift apart, again and again, through the eternal mesh of time
Reposted by Robert
No moon, no stars
No break of day
Just endless rain
Washing your taste away
Your mouth so soft
And crimson stained
These clouds might
Break my heart again
#ও☉❢☉✑
#poetry
#writing
#micropoetry
#blueskywriters
#writingcommunity
No break of day
Just endless rain
Washing your taste away
Your mouth so soft
And crimson stained
These clouds might
Break my heart again
#ও☉❢☉✑
#poetry
#writing
#micropoetry
#blueskywriters
#writingcommunity
November 9, 2025 at 7:21 AM
No moon, no stars
No break of day
Just endless rain
Washing your taste away
Your mouth so soft
And crimson stained
These clouds might
Break my heart again
#ও☉❢☉✑
#poetry
#writing
#micropoetry
#blueskywriters
#writingcommunity
No break of day
Just endless rain
Washing your taste away
Your mouth so soft
And crimson stained
These clouds might
Break my heart again
#ও☉❢☉✑
#poetry
#writing
#micropoetry
#blueskywriters
#writingcommunity
November 9, 2025 at 9:50 PM
Reposted by Robert
November 9, 2025 at 7:13 PM
Reposted by Robert
November 9, 2025 at 4:14 PM
Reposted by Robert
Drops of
November rain
mingled with
my tears—
I missed you,
and the clouds
responded
to my pain
I was grateful
for their empathy
& the comfort
that they gave
as I grieved you
through
those long
November days.
#BedroomEyesPrompt
#NovemberRain
November rain
mingled with
my tears—
I missed you,
and the clouds
responded
to my pain
I was grateful
for their empathy
& the comfort
that they gave
as I grieved you
through
those long
November days.
#BedroomEyesPrompt
#NovemberRain
November 9, 2025 at 10:40 AM
Drops of
November rain
mingled with
my tears—
I missed you,
and the clouds
responded
to my pain
I was grateful
for their empathy
& the comfort
that they gave
as I grieved you
through
those long
November days.
#BedroomEyesPrompt
#NovemberRain
November rain
mingled with
my tears—
I missed you,
and the clouds
responded
to my pain
I was grateful
for their empathy
& the comfort
that they gave
as I grieved you
through
those long
November days.
#BedroomEyesPrompt
#NovemberRain
Reposted by Robert
We are made of both—
Light, like bright fire in a hearth
Shadow, our dark parts.
#BSPP47 #HearthShadow
#haiku #senryu
Light, like bright fire in a hearth
Shadow, our dark parts.
#BSPP47 #HearthShadow
#haiku #senryu
November 9, 2025 at 9:15 AM
We are made of both—
Light, like bright fire in a hearth
Shadow, our dark parts.
#BSPP47 #HearthShadow
#haiku #senryu
Light, like bright fire in a hearth
Shadow, our dark parts.
#BSPP47 #HearthShadow
#haiku #senryu
Reposted by Robert
Doubts of all things earthly, and intuitions of some things heavenly; this combination makes neither believer nor infidel
November 8, 2025 at 11:47 PM
Doubts of all things earthly, and intuitions of some things heavenly; this combination makes neither believer nor infidel
November 9, 2025 at 12:42 AM
Reposted by Robert
Prompt 138
Lonely at sunrise
A shadow releases dreams
Under its covers
#SenseWrds #haiku #blacksky #art
#3lines #poetsofbluesky
#makesomenoise
Lonely at sunrise
A shadow releases dreams
Under its covers
#SenseWrds #haiku #blacksky #art
#3lines #poetsofbluesky
#makesomenoise
October 28, 2025 at 11:18 PM
Prompt 138
Lonely at sunrise
A shadow releases dreams
Under its covers
#SenseWrds #haiku #blacksky #art
#3lines #poetsofbluesky
#makesomenoise
Lonely at sunrise
A shadow releases dreams
Under its covers
#SenseWrds #haiku #blacksky #art
#3lines #poetsofbluesky
#makesomenoise
November 8, 2025 at 5:56 PM
Reposted by Robert
November 8, 2025 at 10:09 AM
Reposted by Robert
A delicate thing—
burning bright
as a candle flame
yet just as easy
to snuff out
perhaps that's why
it was precious
& why we were
so reckless—
amateur sadists,
leaning into how
dangerous it was
we sang
it's trembling
song 'til
our voices
cracked
last echoes
carrying
on the wind.
#sensewrds 142
burning bright
as a candle flame
yet just as easy
to snuff out
perhaps that's why
it was precious
& why we were
so reckless—
amateur sadists,
leaning into how
dangerous it was
we sang
it's trembling
song 'til
our voices
cracked
last echoes
carrying
on the wind.
#sensewrds 142
November 8, 2025 at 10:09 AM
A delicate thing—
burning bright
as a candle flame
yet just as easy
to snuff out
perhaps that's why
it was precious
& why we were
so reckless—
amateur sadists,
leaning into how
dangerous it was
we sang
it's trembling
song 'til
our voices
cracked
last echoes
carrying
on the wind.
#sensewrds 142
burning bright
as a candle flame
yet just as easy
to snuff out
perhaps that's why
it was precious
& why we were
so reckless—
amateur sadists,
leaning into how
dangerous it was
we sang
it's trembling
song 'til
our voices
cracked
last echoes
carrying
on the wind.
#sensewrds 142