Whispers
@whispers615.bsky.social
🌙 Mostly nocturnal poster of poetry
Consumer of beautiful things
🪷 Liberal, neurodivergent, therapist, ally
(ADHD, OCD)
💚 Unless noted, all poetry + photos are mine
Let’s make the world more safe and beautiful together.
https://linktr.ee/whispers615
Consumer of beautiful things
🪷 Liberal, neurodivergent, therapist, ally
(ADHD, OCD)
💚 Unless noted, all poetry + photos are mine
Let’s make the world more safe and beautiful together.
https://linktr.ee/whispers615
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Thinking deeply about ways to be helpful, share my knowledge and support those in need or who are much closer to the heartbeats of pain in our country. Please see my Linktree in my bio (continued updates) for resources. Comment yours too and I’ll add them.
Stay safe, big love,
Whispers
Stay safe, big love,
Whispers
#sensewrds 181 #poetry
There is a silence in me
it grows
and takes me away
from everything
a statue set in stone,
I’m left all on my own
frozen, silent, still,
and still I yearn for you
to know
everything
in me
but until
my words come back
please stay here
with me
There is a silence in me
it grows
and takes me away
from everything
a statue set in stone,
I’m left all on my own
frozen, silent, still,
and still I yearn for you
to know
everything
in me
but until
my words come back
please stay here
with me
February 6, 2026 at 7:22 AM
#sensewrds 181 #poetry
There is a silence in me
it grows
and takes me away
from everything
a statue set in stone,
I’m left all on my own
frozen, silent, still,
and still I yearn for you
to know
everything
in me
but until
my words come back
please stay here
with me
There is a silence in me
it grows
and takes me away
from everything
a statue set in stone,
I’m left all on my own
frozen, silent, still,
and still I yearn for you
to know
everything
in me
but until
my words come back
please stay here
with me
“The artist is the creator of beautiful things….”
(Preface from ‘The Picture of Dorian Gray’)
(Preface from ‘The Picture of Dorian Gray’)
February 6, 2026 at 7:08 AM
“The artist is the creator of beautiful things….”
(Preface from ‘The Picture of Dorian Gray’)
(Preface from ‘The Picture of Dorian Gray’)
#sensewrds 180
I grip, with teeth gnashing,
the wheel, knowing that
Jesus had plenty of time
to take it from me.
Instead, of controlling it,
I let it spin like a compass,
a wandering needle
Searching
Yearning
Deserving
of something so much more
I grip, with teeth gnashing,
the wheel, knowing that
Jesus had plenty of time
to take it from me.
Instead, of controlling it,
I let it spin like a compass,
a wandering needle
Searching
Yearning
Deserving
of something so much more
February 5, 2026 at 6:31 AM
#sensewrds 180
I grip, with teeth gnashing,
the wheel, knowing that
Jesus had plenty of time
to take it from me.
Instead, of controlling it,
I let it spin like a compass,
a wandering needle
Searching
Yearning
Deserving
of something so much more
I grip, with teeth gnashing,
the wheel, knowing that
Jesus had plenty of time
to take it from me.
Instead, of controlling it,
I let it spin like a compass,
a wandering needle
Searching
Yearning
Deserving
of something so much more
Reposted by Whispers
Reposted by Whispers
“The moon is a friend for the lonesome to talk to.”
— Carl Sandburg
take care of yourselves💜
— Carl Sandburg
take care of yourselves💜
February 3, 2026 at 4:22 AM
“The moon is a friend for the lonesome to talk to.”
— Carl Sandburg
take care of yourselves💜
— Carl Sandburg
take care of yourselves💜
February 3, 2026 at 5:00 AM
February 3, 2026 at 4:58 AM
#sensewrds 179
Sometimes I wander the streets at night
waiting for answers from the moon.
I keep my hands close
to my pocket linings,
clutching tight to my worry stone.
My insights are etched
in the craters of the moon,
in the constellations
and midnight glow.
Sometimes I wander the streets at night
waiting for answers from the moon.
I keep my hands close
to my pocket linings,
clutching tight to my worry stone.
My insights are etched
in the craters of the moon,
in the constellations
and midnight glow.
February 3, 2026 at 4:57 AM
#sensewrds 179
Sometimes I wander the streets at night
waiting for answers from the moon.
I keep my hands close
to my pocket linings,
clutching tight to my worry stone.
My insights are etched
in the craters of the moon,
in the constellations
and midnight glow.
Sometimes I wander the streets at night
waiting for answers from the moon.
I keep my hands close
to my pocket linings,
clutching tight to my worry stone.
My insights are etched
in the craters of the moon,
in the constellations
and midnight glow.
#sensewrds 178
As I step in through the door
The stillness finds the rattling
of my bones,
My shallow breathing
meets the pungent smell of books.
The headaches of the world
are held like babes
and also studied like a museum.
Read with me.
As I step in through the door
The stillness finds the rattling
of my bones,
My shallow breathing
meets the pungent smell of books.
The headaches of the world
are held like babes
and also studied like a museum.
Read with me.
February 1, 2026 at 7:54 AM
#sensewrds 178
As I step in through the door
The stillness finds the rattling
of my bones,
My shallow breathing
meets the pungent smell of books.
The headaches of the world
are held like babes
and also studied like a museum.
Read with me.
As I step in through the door
The stillness finds the rattling
of my bones,
My shallow breathing
meets the pungent smell of books.
The headaches of the world
are held like babes
and also studied like a museum.
Read with me.
Discussion:
Is anyone else moving towards what some are calling an ‘analog life style?’
If so, what have you done so far? What would you recommend.
So far, I’m trying my best to de-Google, de-AI, de-Meta and feeling good about progress.
#edc #analog #discussion
Is anyone else moving towards what some are calling an ‘analog life style?’
If so, what have you done so far? What would you recommend.
So far, I’m trying my best to de-Google, de-AI, de-Meta and feeling good about progress.
#edc #analog #discussion
February 1, 2026 at 7:40 AM
Discussion:
Is anyone else moving towards what some are calling an ‘analog life style?’
If so, what have you done so far? What would you recommend.
So far, I’m trying my best to de-Google, de-AI, de-Meta and feeling good about progress.
#edc #analog #discussion
Is anyone else moving towards what some are calling an ‘analog life style?’
If so, what have you done so far? What would you recommend.
So far, I’m trying my best to de-Google, de-AI, de-Meta and feeling good about progress.
#edc #analog #discussion
#sensewrds 177
I will not speak ill of the dead
but I will invoke their power
upon thee, to stand at my side:
for justice, for comfort, for peace.
They give unto me gifts
of holly, yarrow, and larkspur;
and every year
when the hellebore bloom,
I will remember them.
I will not speak ill of the dead
but I will invoke their power
upon thee, to stand at my side:
for justice, for comfort, for peace.
They give unto me gifts
of holly, yarrow, and larkspur;
and every year
when the hellebore bloom,
I will remember them.
January 28, 2026 at 6:23 AM
#sensewrds 177
I will not speak ill of the dead
but I will invoke their power
upon thee, to stand at my side:
for justice, for comfort, for peace.
They give unto me gifts
of holly, yarrow, and larkspur;
and every year
when the hellebore bloom,
I will remember them.
I will not speak ill of the dead
but I will invoke their power
upon thee, to stand at my side:
for justice, for comfort, for peace.
They give unto me gifts
of holly, yarrow, and larkspur;
and every year
when the hellebore bloom,
I will remember them.
Reposted by Whispers
I'd rather be talking about the mysteries of the universe than thinking about the stupidity of this world.
January 26, 2026 at 6:20 PM
I'd rather be talking about the mysteries of the universe than thinking about the stupidity of this world.
There is something warm about this.
Quiet time, quality time.
Time to sit and think.
Perhaps less romantic by flashlight,
but feeling a bit familiar
like grabbing a snack
from the hotel lobby.
And still, I’m very cold.
Please get the power back on.
#poetry
Quiet time, quality time.
Time to sit and think.
Perhaps less romantic by flashlight,
but feeling a bit familiar
like grabbing a snack
from the hotel lobby.
And still, I’m very cold.
Please get the power back on.
#poetry
January 26, 2026 at 4:51 AM
There is something warm about this.
Quiet time, quality time.
Time to sit and think.
Perhaps less romantic by flashlight,
but feeling a bit familiar
like grabbing a snack
from the hotel lobby.
And still, I’m very cold.
Please get the power back on.
#poetry
Quiet time, quality time.
Time to sit and think.
Perhaps less romantic by flashlight,
but feeling a bit familiar
like grabbing a snack
from the hotel lobby.
And still, I’m very cold.
Please get the power back on.
#poetry
Reposted by Whispers
A poem by Geoffrey O’Brien.
January 25, 2026 at 10:06 PM
A poem by Geoffrey O’Brien.
#sensewrds 176
There is something undone in me-
Something unwritten, unspoken.
A quietness I cannot escape.
Frozen in time.
There is something undone in me-
Something unwritten, unspoken.
A quietness I cannot escape.
Frozen in time.
January 26, 2026 at 3:19 AM
#sensewrds 176
There is something undone in me-
Something unwritten, unspoken.
A quietness I cannot escape.
Frozen in time.
There is something undone in me-
Something unwritten, unspoken.
A quietness I cannot escape.
Frozen in time.
#sensewrds 175
Winter envelopes everything
in the deepest embrace.
Codependent to life,
She will not let go.
Winter envelopes everything
in the deepest embrace.
Codependent to life,
She will not let go.
January 26, 2026 at 3:13 AM
#sensewrds 175
Winter envelopes everything
in the deepest embrace.
Codependent to life,
She will not let go.
Winter envelopes everything
in the deepest embrace.
Codependent to life,
She will not let go.
Reposted by Whispers
I’ll keep speaking about the survivors of Epstein’s network—because their stories matter.
January 24, 2026 at 2:19 PM
I’ll keep speaking about the survivors of Epstein’s network—because their stories matter.
January 24, 2026 at 5:33 PM
Reposted by Whispers
what’s for breakfast?
a giant bowl of what the fuck
a giant bowl of what the fuck
January 23, 2026 at 11:46 AM
what’s for breakfast?
a giant bowl of what the fuck
a giant bowl of what the fuck
Thinking deeply about ways to be helpful, share my knowledge and support those in need or who are much closer to the heartbeats of pain in our country. Please see my Linktree in my bio (continued updates) for resources. Comment yours too and I’ll add them.
Stay safe, big love,
Whispers
Stay safe, big love,
Whispers
January 24, 2026 at 7:24 AM
Thinking deeply about ways to be helpful, share my knowledge and support those in need or who are much closer to the heartbeats of pain in our country. Please see my Linktree in my bio (continued updates) for resources. Comment yours too and I’ll add them.
Stay safe, big love,
Whispers
Stay safe, big love,
Whispers
