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Ambrosia
@ambrosiapoetry.bsky.social
· Jan 2
The pain is quiet, yet it speaks,
A steady echo in the weeks.
It holds me close, but does not break,
A weight I cannot leave, nor shake.
#poetry #poem #SkyPoets #BlueSkyPoetry #pain #ChronicPain
A steady echo in the weeks.
It holds me close, but does not break,
A weight I cannot leave, nor shake.
#poetry #poem #SkyPoets #BlueSkyPoetry #pain #ChronicPain
At what point do you just give up?
July 1, 2025 at 7:19 AM
At what point do you just give up?
Always waiting hoping and getting my heart broken 😢 💔
June 26, 2025 at 11:48 AM
Always waiting hoping and getting my heart broken 😢 💔
Who there?
No one,
I imagined I heard a knock.
No one,
I imagined I heard a knock.
June 8, 2025 at 8:44 AM
Who there?
No one,
I imagined I heard a knock.
No one,
I imagined I heard a knock.
Unseen by all, I drift and fall,
A silent cry that echoes small.
No one to hear, no one to care,
Just endless nights of dark despair
#poetry #writing #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity #writers #blueskywriters
A silent cry that echoes small.
No one to hear, no one to care,
Just endless nights of dark despair
#poetry #writing #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity #writers #blueskywriters
June 2, 2025 at 11:10 AM
Unseen by all, I drift and fall,
A silent cry that echoes small.
No one to hear, no one to care,
Just endless nights of dark despair
#poetry #writing #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity #writers #blueskywriters
A silent cry that echoes small.
No one to hear, no one to care,
Just endless nights of dark despair
#poetry #writing #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity #writers #blueskywriters
In despair, we find the raw edges of our soul, where beauty isn’t loud, but quietly real. It’s the way sadness sharpens our clarity, how even in the darkest moments, we learn to appreciate the fragile, fleeting light. #poetry #writing #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity #writers #blueskywriters
June 2, 2025 at 12:45 AM
In despair, we find the raw edges of our soul, where beauty isn’t loud, but quietly real. It’s the way sadness sharpens our clarity, how even in the darkest moments, we learn to appreciate the fragile, fleeting light. #poetry #writing #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity #writers #blueskywriters
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March 11, 2025 at 1:47 PM
March 12, 2025 at 10:33 AM
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Great News Folks!
I got my book of Poems completed.
Inspired by you all here on BlueSky. Muchos Gracias 💙
"Poetry from the Soul" by Taylor Green
Open these pages and let the poetry take hold.
t.co/grtFXel9wB
I got my book of Poems completed.
Inspired by you all here on BlueSky. Muchos Gracias 💙
"Poetry from the Soul" by Taylor Green
Open these pages and let the poetry take hold.
t.co/grtFXel9wB
February 5, 2025 at 8:34 PM
Great News Folks!
I got my book of Poems completed.
Inspired by you all here on BlueSky. Muchos Gracias 💙
"Poetry from the Soul" by Taylor Green
Open these pages and let the poetry take hold.
t.co/grtFXel9wB
I got my book of Poems completed.
Inspired by you all here on BlueSky. Muchos Gracias 💙
"Poetry from the Soul" by Taylor Green
Open these pages and let the poetry take hold.
t.co/grtFXel9wB
I scream inside, but none can tell,
Caught in a never-ending hell.
No one to save me, no one near,
Just endless sorrow, drowning fear.
#writingcommunity #poetry #poem #mentalhealth #poetrycommunity #poetrylovers #depression
Caught in a never-ending hell.
No one to save me, no one near,
Just endless sorrow, drowning fear.
#writingcommunity #poetry #poem #mentalhealth #poetrycommunity #poetrylovers #depression
January 27, 2025 at 11:23 PM
I scream inside, but none can tell,
Caught in a never-ending hell.
No one to save me, no one near,
Just endless sorrow, drowning fear.
#writingcommunity #poetry #poem #mentalhealth #poetrycommunity #poetrylovers #depression
Caught in a never-ending hell.
No one to save me, no one near,
Just endless sorrow, drowning fear.
#writingcommunity #poetry #poem #mentalhealth #poetrycommunity #poetrylovers #depression
Alone in dark, no one can see,
The silent pain that clings to me.
I reach, but no one ever cares,
Lost in a void of empty stares.
#poetry
The silent pain that clings to me.
I reach, but no one ever cares,
Lost in a void of empty stares.
#poetry
January 23, 2025 at 2:30 AM
Alone in dark, no one can see,
The silent pain that clings to me.
I reach, but no one ever cares,
Lost in a void of empty stares.
#poetry
The silent pain that clings to me.
I reach, but no one ever cares,
Lost in a void of empty stares.
#poetry
The pain is quiet, yet it speaks,
A steady echo in the weeks.
It holds me close, but does not break,
A weight I cannot leave, nor shake.
#poetry #poem #SkyPoets #BlueSkyPoetry #pain #ChronicPain
A steady echo in the weeks.
It holds me close, but does not break,
A weight I cannot leave, nor shake.
#poetry #poem #SkyPoets #BlueSkyPoetry #pain #ChronicPain
January 2, 2025 at 12:46 AM
The pain is quiet, yet it speaks,
A steady echo in the weeks.
It holds me close, but does not break,
A weight I cannot leave, nor shake.
#poetry #poem #SkyPoets #BlueSkyPoetry #pain #ChronicPain
A steady echo in the weeks.
It holds me close, but does not break,
A weight I cannot leave, nor shake.
#poetry #poem #SkyPoets #BlueSkyPoetry #pain #ChronicPain
We used to fill the room with words,
Now silence echoes, soft, unheard.
The chair beside me sits so still,
But I still wait, against my will.
You’re gone, but in the air you stay,
A ghost of love, drifting away.
I reach for you, but feel the cold,
A story lost, but never told. #poetry
Now silence echoes, soft, unheard.
The chair beside me sits so still,
But I still wait, against my will.
You’re gone, but in the air you stay,
A ghost of love, drifting away.
I reach for you, but feel the cold,
A story lost, but never told. #poetry
January 1, 2025 at 9:22 AM
We used to fill the room with words,
Now silence echoes, soft, unheard.
The chair beside me sits so still,
But I still wait, against my will.
You’re gone, but in the air you stay,
A ghost of love, drifting away.
I reach for you, but feel the cold,
A story lost, but never told. #poetry
Now silence echoes, soft, unheard.
The chair beside me sits so still,
But I still wait, against my will.
You’re gone, but in the air you stay,
A ghost of love, drifting away.
I reach for you, but feel the cold,
A story lost, but never told. #poetry
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I'm regrettably not reading Agatha Christie in front of a crackling fire with a plate of freshly-baked scones in a Scottish Highlands cottage during a raging snowstorm, so no, I'm afraid your email did not "find me well".
December 30, 2024 at 8:12 PM
I'm regrettably not reading Agatha Christie in front of a crackling fire with a plate of freshly-baked scones in a Scottish Highlands cottage during a raging snowstorm, so no, I'm afraid your email did not "find me well".
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the deeply
intimate places
only art can touch
intimate places
only art can touch
December 30, 2024 at 9:38 PM
the deeply
intimate places
only art can touch
intimate places
only art can touch
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I hope this year
Has shaped you more into who you are,
Without losing the spark
That makes u special.
May 2025 bring clarity
To your journey of greatness,
And heal your heart in times of grief—
To never be lost in doubt or despair.
Let’s raise a toast
To unlimited, positive beginnings on Bluesky.
Has shaped you more into who you are,
Without losing the spark
That makes u special.
May 2025 bring clarity
To your journey of greatness,
And heal your heart in times of grief—
To never be lost in doubt or despair.
Let’s raise a toast
To unlimited, positive beginnings on Bluesky.
December 31, 2024 at 5:41 AM
I hope this year
Has shaped you more into who you are,
Without losing the spark
That makes u special.
May 2025 bring clarity
To your journey of greatness,
And heal your heart in times of grief—
To never be lost in doubt or despair.
Let’s raise a toast
To unlimited, positive beginnings on Bluesky.
Has shaped you more into who you are,
Without losing the spark
That makes u special.
May 2025 bring clarity
To your journey of greatness,
And heal your heart in times of grief—
To never be lost in doubt or despair.
Let’s raise a toast
To unlimited, positive beginnings on Bluesky.
After years of quiet skies,
You’ve returned, with new sunrise.
The moments lost, the days apart,
Now found again within my heart.
Time may change, but love remains,
A flame reignited, shedding chains.
In your eyes, I see the past,
And know that we are home at last.
#poetry
You’ve returned, with new sunrise.
The moments lost, the days apart,
Now found again within my heart.
Time may change, but love remains,
A flame reignited, shedding chains.
In your eyes, I see the past,
And know that we are home at last.
#poetry
December 31, 2024 at 7:33 AM
After years of quiet skies,
You’ve returned, with new sunrise.
The moments lost, the days apart,
Now found again within my heart.
Time may change, but love remains,
A flame reignited, shedding chains.
In your eyes, I see the past,
And know that we are home at last.
#poetry
You’ve returned, with new sunrise.
The moments lost, the days apart,
Now found again within my heart.
Time may change, but love remains,
A flame reignited, shedding chains.
In your eyes, I see the past,
And know that we are home at last.
#poetry
December 26, 2024 at 1:20 PM
December 21, 2024 at 11:37 AM
#poetry #BlueSkyPoets #BlueSkyPoetry #SkyPoets #poem #poetrylovers #poetrycommunity #writing #writingcommunity #Ambrosia #readers #writerscommunity #love #romance #PoemOfTheDay #fyp
December 20, 2024 at 11:09 AM
In your quiet laugh,
The stars find their place,
I lose all my breath,
Caught in your embrace.
#poetry #writingcommunity
The stars find their place,
I lose all my breath,
Caught in your embrace.
#poetry #writingcommunity
December 19, 2024 at 2:30 PM
In your quiet laugh,
The stars find their place,
I lose all my breath,
Caught in your embrace.
#poetry #writingcommunity
The stars find their place,
I lose all my breath,
Caught in your embrace.
#poetry #writingcommunity
A bowl of soup, so warm, so bright,
It chases cold from the quiet night.
Each spoonful wraps me in its embrace,
A gentle comfort, a slow-paced grace.
#vssdaily #poetry #writingcommunity
It chases cold from the quiet night.
Each spoonful wraps me in its embrace,
A gentle comfort, a slow-paced grace.
#vssdaily #poetry #writingcommunity
December 19, 2024 at 7:58 AM
A bowl of soup, so warm, so bright,
It chases cold from the quiet night.
Each spoonful wraps me in its embrace,
A gentle comfort, a slow-paced grace.
#vssdaily #poetry #writingcommunity
It chases cold from the quiet night.
Each spoonful wraps me in its embrace,
A gentle comfort, a slow-paced grace.
#vssdaily #poetry #writingcommunity