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Sanya @sanjar.bsky.social · Sep 17
Filled with hints and illusions.

#7syllablesentence #hint #blueskypoets #nature #sunset #photography
sanjar.bsky.social
freedom is a #wound
opening inside the chest
the bars make it real

#vss365 #haiku #senryu #blueskypoets 📸 Karrinn Wood
February 6, 2026 at 5:56 PM
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huntnfish8.bsky.social
This withered Ponderosa seems to obstruct what would be a great view of the Big Belt Mountains from the front yard..

or is It?

#forestfriday #nationalforests #BWFriday #acoloraday #artyear #imageandverse #scape #landscape

“Decay is the song of life slowed to silence.”-John Muir
The image presents a withered ponderosa pine standing alone on a rocky slope, its form stripped to essentials. The tree’s trunk rises at a slight angle, thick and weathered, the bark darkened and textured by age and repeated exposure to wind and snow. Its branches extend outward in long, irregular lines, mostly bare, thinning into a fine lattice of twigs that trace the air rather than fill it. There is no foliage to soften the structure; instead, the tree reveals its full skeletal geometry, each limb a record of years spent enduring rather than flourishing. The ponderosa appears neither recently dead nor fully alive. It occupies an in-between state—withered, exhausted, but still upright. Some branches sag under their own weight, others twist sharply, as if shaped by prevailing winds. Small knots and broken ends suggest limbs lost long ago, torn away by storms or the cumulative burden of winter ice. The tree does not dominate the scene; it stands as a solitary figure, exposed, holding its ground without ceremony. Behind it, the landscape opens into a broad, layered view. A dense forest of darker conifers spreads across the midground, their forms softer and more uniform, creating a visual contrast with the stark individuality of the foreground tree. Beyond the forest, pale mountain ridges recede into the distance, their contours muted by atmospheric haze. Snow lingers on the slopes, thin and uneven, emphasizing elevation and cold rather than abundance. The mountains feel far away and indifferent, a quiet backdrop rather than a dramatic focal point. The sky is overcast, rendered in soft gray tones that flatten shadows and drain warmth from the scene. Light is diffuse and subdued, offering no sharp highlights or dramatic contrast. This even, colorless illumination reinforces the mood of stillness and restraint. Nothing in the image suggests movement; the air feels heavy and quiet, as if sound would carry far.
February 6, 2026 at 4:38 PM
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p-staatz.bsky.social
Stoned Peaks feathered friends
Shores arial playfulness
Gliding over abundant
coasts buffets
Inside stones lengthening shadows
As slowly moving waves leave mists

Pacific Ocean's Trails
🌊🌊💙🌏🌎💚🌿🌿
February 6, 2026 at 5:21 AM
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inpoetsshoes.bsky.social
I have been drifting
Aimlessly lifting my head in hope
For something to save me
These wounds are not healing
Been a long time since I was hurt

Could you maybe just hold me
No need to mention
Or even say a word at all
I've been looking for warmth
Someone to care for this broken heart

#vss365 #wound
February 6, 2026 at 7:51 AM
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derickijohnson.bsky.social
He’d wound
A dirty bandage
Round his head
To bind his #wound

Then he rejoined
The battle
Like some toff
To smoking room

I ask how he
Can be so calm
As we
Face certain doom

He tells me
“I’m already dead.
My foe will soon
be too.

“This fact
brings certain focus
to the job
I have to do.”
#vss365
February 6, 2026 at 7:58 AM
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fizzytwizler.bsky.social
#vss365 #poetry

Worms fester in a lonely mind
They don’t even tickle

Tear ducts heavy
Dead weight they ooze

Chest so fragile
It expands inwards
One big #wound

Silly fools know it alls
Say regardless carry on

Pushing you through
Dead end streets
No doors only traps
February 6, 2026 at 8:32 AM
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bithipaulauthor.bsky.social
I was accustomed to you
tending my #wounds
drying my tears
bringing smiles to my face

glimpsing your wounds tonight
my brave knight
I knew you needed my care
as much as I needed yours

#vss365
February 6, 2026 at 9:14 AM
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annaisanna.bsky.social
Sunlight warms the bark,
a hidden #wound turns golden,
softened by the breeze.
Even the quiet forest
learns to heal by growing bright✨

#Nature #Photography
#Naturephotography #Naturelovers
#Landscape #Winter #Trees #Forest
#Naturewisdom #Thoughts
#vss365 #Blueskypoets #Skypoets
#Tanka #Haiku
February 6, 2026 at 9:57 AM
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dreamcatcher01.bsky.social
The beauty in the passing...
Dried up red berries with a layer of frost in the middle of the branches. The background is snowy white. 📷 Dreamcatcher
February 6, 2026 at 11:41 AM
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authorpjm.bsky.social
You radiate with your #lambent glow, a #soul as vibrant as the aurora borealis. I'm left as just your #shadow, a #ghost of who we once were.

The #pain you buried, is what I lay bare.

Our last connection.
#vss365
February 5, 2026 at 6:54 PM
sanjar.bsky.social
valleys never made
for the measured steps of man
flowers out of line
a lambent landscape slowly
overrun by feral pines

#vss365 #lambent #tankaThursday #landscape #TankaPoem #blueskypoets
📸Pinterest
February 5, 2026 at 4:12 PM
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belphil4.bsky.social
#ombres #haiku #poésie

Je suis le domino
De tes differences
Une pièce qui tombe
Un lent moment de doute
Sur une mésacordance
Et le six vient au six
Et le trois va au trois
Ils se font face
Ils s'interrogent
Puis un dessin tangeant
Se forme sur la table
Hésitant une chaîne
En trouvant ses maillons.
February 5, 2026 at 3:32 PM
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blsamaddar.bsky.social
She lost her #lambent sky eyes
in the crush of still life.
She could see it,
pursed behind irises—
a dying speck of sun, shivering.
She tried to pluck it from a memory,
but like the ghosted flicker of stars,
it was already light-years away.

#vss365
Close-up black‑and‑white portrait of a woman’s face, with a visible tear.
February 5, 2026 at 5:40 AM
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nelsonbrooks.bsky.social
#vssdaily #Drunk
#vss365 #Lambent
#Emoetry #Uncomfortable
#Poetry
#Amwriting
#WritersCommunity
February 5, 2026 at 9:10 AM
sanjar.bsky.social
nebulous gold
throwing an ephemeral glory
on life’s #lambent points
wherein we burn
with the unknown voltage
whirling on our axis
scrawling signatures
upon the diurnal hoarding
radiance ricocheting outward
carrying its inherent charge
between emergence and return

#vss365 #poetry
🖼️ VisuaryLoopsAI
February 5, 2026 at 8:19 AM
sanjar.bsky.social
New life #keen to test the frost.

#7syllablesentence #blueskypoets #nature #photography #snowdrops
February 4, 2026 at 6:30 PM
sanjar.bsky.social
prowling problems
trail us ~
#ghosts keep
latent score

#vss365 #Only8Words #blueskypoets #micropoetry #art by Halima M.
February 4, 2026 at 2:06 PM
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mwplovesmusic.bsky.social
Her tracks
disappear
like a ghost
as she folds
and folds
further into
herself
seeking escape,
terrified
mortified
of the vast
deep dark
oceans of
the lonely life
before her

#promptcombo @hool415.bsky.social #vss365 #emoetry #poetry
February 4, 2026 at 1:51 PM
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midwestusa.bsky.social
Another beautiful sunset in Minnesota
#Photography
#Photographer
#BlueSkyArt
#EastCoastKin
#Minnesota
Last nights Sunset in winter landscape of Minnesota.
February 4, 2026 at 12:29 PM
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annaisanna.bsky.social
Between the trees, it feels as if my worries turn into ghosts too heavy to carry inside✨

#Nature #Sunrise #Photography
#Naturephotography #Naturelovers
#Landscape #Winter #Trees #Woods #Forest
#vss365 #ghost
#Naturewisdom #Thoughts
#Goodvibes #Positivevibes
February 4, 2026 at 10:14 AM
sanjar.bsky.social
A #ghost ship cuts through leaden waves. Rust bleeds down the mast. The deck is empty. Nicknames are gone. A black flag hangs heavy as a verdict. Somewhere a bell tolls once. #Terrified, fate looks away. Death takes the helm without mercy. The sea doesn't object.
The matter closed.

#vss365 #emoetry
February 4, 2026 at 9:03 AM
sanjar.bsky.social
he couldn’t be found
only the blind breach remained
within the fragile horde of stars
carrying the entire history
set in a molecular recess
of the body
his #pain endured
among the ruins
where something still listens
and answers
if one knows how to ask

#FromOneLine #vss365
#blueskypoets 🖼️ Pinterest
February 3, 2026 at 12:10 PM
sanjar.bsky.social
short day #odyssey
the #grove looks utterly still
snow keeps falling on

#haikuchallenge #DailyHaikuPrompt #haiku #zen #poetry #winter #photography
February 3, 2026 at 12:03 PM
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fizzytwizler.bsky.social
#Vss365 #poetry

#Pain in his eyes talked
Just for a while

He wanted time to stop
The ache vanish in a puff
So, I pressed my lips, onto his
February 3, 2026 at 9:20 AM