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WordsByAmyMichelle
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poet | author — writing from the bones of loss and the bloom of renewal 🌿 creator of The Writing Café ☕ discover my books & handmade art of heart + light
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WordsByAmyMichelle @wordsbyamymichelle.bsky.social · 4d
☕✨ Step into The Creative Café — a cozy space on #Discord for #artists, #writers, and #dreamers to share and grow together.
Bring your #words. Bring your #art. Bring your love for #music and #books. Bring yourself. 💛

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wordsbyamymichelle.bsky.social
Wind through cedar boughs,
an unseen choir of breath—
the sacred made sound.

#haiku #poetry
November 15, 2025 at 12:45 PM
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landguyminor.bsky.social
Under the Sycamore tree.
#scape #forestfriday #autumn #fall #eastcoastkin #bluesky #bark #trees #sycamore
November 14, 2025 at 3:00 PM
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landguyminor.bsky.social
Golden aisle
#scape #forestfriday #japanesegardens #gibbsgarden #eastcoastkin #autumn #fall
November 14, 2025 at 4:02 PM
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jennfel.bsky.social
science class
swapping theories about
the substitute
#vss365 #senryu
November 14, 2025 at 5:40 PM
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gingercatdusty.bsky.social
I'm just a little catto wishing you the bestest #CatsNoirFriday possible. Share your kindness today if you can. Seriously lacking in this world & needed by so many. Love you all. Family sends hugs 🍂🧡🍂
November 14, 2025 at 1:20 PM
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imnotherenow.bsky.social
November 14, 2025 at 3:30 PM
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feral-libra.bsky.social
i crave the
close press of bodies,
the hush
before surrender,
the moment
your mouth
finds mine &
everything goes
molten.

#micropoetry #dailypoetry #poetry
November 14, 2025 at 4:02 PM
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diluc.off.camera
this is an owl
November 14, 2025 at 3:21 PM
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adwills.bsky.social
Nah, I won't be playing it cool. I'm dropping the "non" from the chalant. Expressing joy or thoughts and being super annoying about it. Excitedly presenting those things from my balcony of many things and recent obsessions. Killing the part of me that hesitates and thinks "is this cringe and dumb?"
November 14, 2025 at 6:50 PM
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yeehawpoems.bsky.social
#Nixie

#poetry #blueskyrelay
#Nixie She pushed the jar landing with a splash into crashing murky waves singing, sat upon the rocks beneath the floating isle Accused of luring baptize in her waters beneath the floating isle knitting with her twigs a seaweed textile Looking up to catch your eye they said she'd drag you to the deep yet you followed anyway she takes your hand and next you know into the water you both seep
November 14, 2025 at 4:39 PM
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A #triolet #poem about identity. I might find a place for it somewhere. I may play with the concept and refrain line again. Who knows. Enjoy the #poetry all the same 🤗
The self collapses by factors of one Shredding the facades once held to be true, Deconstruction of ego has begun. The self collapses by factors of one Where once there stood walls, now there remain none. Identity falls as “I” becomes you, The self collapses by factors of one Shredding the facades once held to be true. -Lin Hart
November 13, 2025 at 2:22 PM
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thepoetryarena.bsky.social
Today, we give thanks for the kind of strength that defends rather than destroys.

Here’s to the warriors who fight with grace, and the poets who turn pain into peace 🍻

#ThankfulThursday
November 13, 2025 at 2:29 PM
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dmiddleham.bsky.social
besotted
for an infinite #number of reasons

i recall the first time

you stirred my butterflies

i saw your thighs

i dared hope your verse
was mine

i penned the word reverie

it's been years

and it's grown
and we've fallen

another volume composed
on a nuance of skin

#vss365
November 13, 2025 at 2:50 PM
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yeehawpoems.bsky.social
#Merrow

From sea rose his silhouette
strode he to the shore
embrace love in minuet
holding hope once more

Dined did they with vinaigrette
sipped wine glasses poured
as adored his suffragette
washed to water's core

#poetry #blueskyrelay #CroCumaiscEtirCasbairdniOcusLethrannaigecht
November 13, 2025 at 2:58 PM
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Thinking With Trees by Jason Allen-Paisant @milkweededitions.bsky.social

#poetry #ecopoetry
November 11, 2025 at 6:02 PM
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roseknapp.bsky.social
Jimmy’s Blues by James Baldwin @beaconpress.bsky.social

#poetry #jamesbaldwin
November 11, 2025 at 5:37 PM
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vikkicwrites.bsky.social
A new winter-themed offering 'ADVENT' written for #Toptweetuesday hosted by @blackboughpoetry.bsky.social @matthewmcsmith.bsky.social

Thank you for the magical inspiration across all seasons 🤍

#poetrycommunity #WritingCommunity #poetry #imagist #winter
ADVENT Snow falling in continuous tense as if nothing has strayed. And what to do but begin again, decorating this palace for you. Unpacking the tangled fable, choiring all the ways to give and give. The field off-white, its halflight a train carrying would-be joy towards silence. Who would have witnessed the blue horses candling the steps of my body? Or December’s thin bell we pretend is not the toll. Our feet invisible under white —but our prints everywhere on Earth. Vikki C.
November 11, 2025 at 4:41 PM
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thebrokenspine.co.uk
Mark it down: Dec 20th @ 20.00 — #PoemsAbout #OpenMic + #ChristmasParty returns! Poets, readers, friends — one final night to lift your words before the year ends. 🎤✨

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A Christmas tree made of soft, out-of-focus lights glows against a dark blue background. The blurred bulbs form a tapering triangle of reds, greens, yellows, and oranges. White text on the left reads: “#POEMSABOUT VIRTUAL CHRISTMAS PARTY & OPEN MIC 20.12.25 @ 20.00 — Hosted by Alan Parry.” The Broken Spine logo, shaped like a black fountain pen nib, appears at the top right.
November 9, 2025 at 8:56 PM
wordsbyamymichelle.bsky.social
A quiet reflection from this week’s Sip of Gratitude in The Creative Café

The Creative Café is our warm little corner of Discord for #writing , #art , #music #photography , #books — a space for mindful creativity & connection. Come sip with us. ☕💛

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November 11, 2025 at 9:52 PM
wordsbyamymichelle.bsky.social
mist between birch trunks
the forest exhales softly,
holdin back its hush

Pic|Pintrest

#haiku #poetry #mywords #wordsbyamymichelle
November 11, 2025 at 2:10 PM
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The hunter's moon flirts
with dusk and my mind, entranced
by transformation.

#dailyhaikuprompt #flirt #haiku #senryu #3lines #micropoem #micropoetry #poem #poetry
November 10, 2025 at 12:29 AM
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poetry-with-hart.bsky.social
Trust, the brittle bone
once broken, never the same
when a storm rolls in.

#haikufeels #brittle #promptcombo #storm #haiku #senryu #micropoem #micropoetry #3lines #poem #poetry
November 9, 2025 at 11:44 PM
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robojesi.bsky.social
Meltdown imminent

#Poetry #MentalIllness #MentallyIllMess
Meltdown imminent Sometimes I wish I was empty-headed Instead of weaving, spiraling, twisting, screaming, crying, dying streams of consciousness wrapped around my ego so tight I am choking on the absurd I wish the faucet would stop drip drop drip drop dripping of my tears, seemingly endless, lifted directly out of the deep well of sadness, anger, fear, and guilt-shame-guilt-shame in the silt of the black water I wish the beast inside the steel cage of my ribs would stop rattling the bars, pounding against ever-increasingly harder walls that seem too small to contain it I wish the fire that was inside my stomach would quell itself and stop piling coal inside my veins to fuel its churning, churning, churning with the bellows of my lungs I wish it would all just cease
August 9, 2025 at 4:50 PM
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