#sprihakant
Sun-spurned
There'll be
no
writing today
I’m burned.
Icarus slyly nods.
the sun flew
tooclosetothepage
heliacal words
melted
my pen
and
I
d
r
o
p
p
e
d
with
only scorch-marks
to say
I was here.
#heliacal
#writerscommunity
#poetrycommunity
Sun-spurned
There'll be
no
writing today
I’m burned.
Icarus slyly nods.
the sun flew
tooclosetothepage
heliacal words
melted
my pen
and
I
d
r
o
p
p
e
d
with
only scorch-marks
to say
I was here.
#heliacal
#writerscommunity
#poetrycommunity
A Plotted Ellipse
A Plotted Ellipse
kind of #education
not just another
brick in the wall.
Not bound by reservation
but free & fair
A syllabus
that unites
not divides
that teaches
peace, not war.
We need books
that breathe love
with lessons that shape
gentle hands & open hearts
~rev
#vss365
kind of #education
not just another
brick in the wall.
Not bound by reservation
but free & fair
A syllabus
that unites
not divides
that teaches
peace, not war.
We need books
that breathe love
with lessons that shape
gentle hands & open hearts
~rev
#vss365
My light
Radioactive
In sunlight
Our reservoir
With embers
Intoxicating
And wild
I sit
In slumber
All disaster
Surrounding
I found
My life
Succumbing
To death
My light
Radioactive
In sunlight
Our reservoir
With embers
Intoxicating
And wild
I sit
In slumber
All disaster
Surrounding
I found
My life
Succumbing
To death
and jumbo shrimps
stuffed deep in
weak-piss-yellow pants
Trauma pain
and blood red stains
the skeleton of
a nightingale
#Domestic flights
after all-day fights
ancient wisdom stamped
on trading cards
An open meadow’s majesty
ancient pagan pageantry
a host, a graft
in mortal combat
and jumbo shrimps
stuffed deep in
weak-piss-yellow pants
Trauma pain
and blood red stains
the skeleton of
a nightingale
#Domestic flights
after all-day fights
ancient wisdom stamped
on trading cards
An open meadow’s majesty
ancient pagan pageantry
a host, a graft
in mortal combat
a dagger to the heart
cliché but effective
a river of blood
flowing in tributaries
to an ocean of grief
we embark there
on a viking ship
chromosomes on the wind
we set sail to a future
but the ancient horizon
is always looming
the ancient horizon
looms forever
#vss365
I have thick skin
From head to foot
Except
Over my heart
So sometimes
I need to curl up
Into a ball
To protect myself
#poetry
I have thick skin
From head to foot
Except
Over my heart
So sometimes
I need to curl up
Into a ball
To protect myself
#poetry
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#newpoem / #photography:
©Jan Peters/Solivagant Wisdom, 2025/2021
#Expressionism #Trakl #feverdream #delirium #darkpoetry #deathpoetry #monochrome #scape
#newpoem / #photography:
©Jan Peters/Solivagant Wisdom, 2025/2021
#Expressionism #Trakl #feverdream #delirium #darkpoetry #deathpoetry #monochrome #scape
There I was
strapped to a mast
paintbrush in hand
trying to capture
the power of a storm
as the wind rushed
brushing my face
only a madman
would go to such lengths
but I am man
whose passion for art
runs deep
@rfsmith.bsky.social
#promptcombo #Storm
There I was
strapped to a mast
paintbrush in hand
trying to capture
the power of a storm
as the wind rushed
brushing my face
only a madman
would go to such lengths
but I am man
whose passion for art
runs deep
@rfsmith.bsky.social
#promptcombo #Storm
self
tornado-
hurricane,
self
deprecation of
my destructive
nature;
I’ll build a house
tear the roof
off,
erect a tower
demolish it,
make bridges
burn them,
this is my story;
sound the siren
changed paths
don’t get caught
in the fray
#promptcombo #storm #poetry @rfsmith.bsky.social
self
tornado-
hurricane,
self
deprecation of
my destructive
nature;
I’ll build a house
tear the roof
off,
erect a tower
demolish it,
make bridges
burn them,
this is my story;
sound the siren
changed paths
don’t get caught
in the fray
#promptcombo #storm #poetry @rfsmith.bsky.social
Taking a knife to the knots of narrative; you to the art form itself is truth...but at least you won’t read it.
Esher
#poetry #poetrycommunity #writing #writingcommunity #narcissist
Taking a knife to the knots of narrative; you to the art form itself is truth...but at least you won’t read it.
Esher
#poetry #poetrycommunity #writing #writingcommunity #narcissist
collided with walls of flesh
making her truth
derail from the path
she awakened
as if by fate
an #audacious gaze
that bridges the real
& defies singular time
in the throat of days
she raised
the sovereign vision
& became the vessel
of her own dawn
#vss365 #poetry 🖼️StockCake
collided with walls of flesh
making her truth
derail from the path
she awakened
as if by fate
an #audacious gaze
that bridges the real
& defies singular time
in the throat of days
she raised
the sovereign vision
& became the vessel
of her own dawn
#vss365 #poetry 🖼️StockCake
more stories of your life
happy or sad
for I know they will
transport me
and I shall watch you
study your face
and I will know
your heart
at the moments
that made you
who you are
and always will this have
depth
the bass tones
of the beat I hear
with my ear
pressed against your chest
#vss365
more stories of your life
happy or sad
for I know they will
transport me
and I shall watch you
study your face
and I will know
your heart
at the moments
that made you
who you are
and always will this have
depth
the bass tones
of the beat I hear
with my ear
pressed against your chest
#vss365
The background image this week is my own painting of the same name as the poem.
Phthalo Blue
#poetry #poetsofbluesky #poemAltText #chandelier #poetrycommunity #poetrysociety #poems
The background image this week is my own painting of the same name as the poem.
Phthalo Blue
#poetry #poetsofbluesky #poemAltText #chandelier #poetrycommunity #poetrysociety #poems
tinged with echos
of the past
empty out the silence
& raise a glass
ready my fortune
#even out the divine
call on mantras
bat bashful eyes
embrace the #mundane
& toast whats left
reverberate in stasis
form new ideations
life subsides
peace in my own
creation
#2WordPrompt #vss365
tinged with echos
of the past
empty out the silence
& raise a glass
ready my fortune
#even out the divine
call on mantras
bat bashful eyes
embrace the #mundane
& toast whats left
reverberate in stasis
form new ideations
life subsides
peace in my own
creation
#2WordPrompt #vss365
Clockhouse labels, Opal Fruits,
laburnum flowers in our hair,’ 🪞 🍬
@louloumach.bsky.social from ‘I Am Not Light’
shorturl.at/m5IM1
#poetry #writing #books #poetic
Clockhouse labels, Opal Fruits,
laburnum flowers in our hair,’ 🪞 🍬
@louloumach.bsky.social from ‘I Am Not Light’
shorturl.at/m5IM1
#poetry #writing #books #poetic