Ann Tigone
@anntigone.bsky.social
Poet. Movie geek. Dramatic but lazy. Wistfully nonchalant. Passionately disinterested in oxymorons.
Pinned
We took what was not ours
from another's table—
devouring it whole,
so that no one could
reclaim it...
#poemsabout #desire
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
from another's table—
devouring it whole,
so that no one could
reclaim it...
#poemsabout #desire
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
Reposted by Ann Tigone
Atypical you
melting my shyness
with your most
curious mind
Melancholical you
painting desires
with medleys
of your longings
Whimsical you
creating laughter
out of my thin
blue mood
Paradoxical you
taking my breath
away while
giving me life
#SenseWrds 146
melting my shyness
with your most
curious mind
Melancholical you
painting desires
with medleys
of your longings
Whimsical you
creating laughter
out of my thin
blue mood
Paradoxical you
taking my breath
away while
giving me life
#SenseWrds 146
November 17, 2025 at 3:43 PM
Atypical you
melting my shyness
with your most
curious mind
Melancholical you
painting desires
with medleys
of your longings
Whimsical you
creating laughter
out of my thin
blue mood
Paradoxical you
taking my breath
away while
giving me life
#SenseWrds 146
melting my shyness
with your most
curious mind
Melancholical you
painting desires
with medleys
of your longings
Whimsical you
creating laughter
out of my thin
blue mood
Paradoxical you
taking my breath
away while
giving me life
#SenseWrds 146
I'm ever at the mercy
of the full moon's cruelty
last time she took
too much from me,
pulling at the tides
of my dark moods
like puppet strings —
no care for my pains
the sun took pity
& lessened her light—
as she wanes
in remorse,
I take the respite
until the next
full moon night.
#mpprompt
of the full moon's cruelty
last time she took
too much from me,
pulling at the tides
of my dark moods
like puppet strings —
no care for my pains
the sun took pity
& lessened her light—
as she wanes
in remorse,
I take the respite
until the next
full moon night.
#mpprompt
Today's #poetryprompt:
The waning crescent moon looked beautiful this morning. Tell me, why does she hide her face?
#MPPrompt
I repost replies. Follow for daily prompts
The waning crescent moon looked beautiful this morning. Tell me, why does she hide her face?
#MPPrompt
I repost replies. Follow for daily prompts
November 17, 2025 at 5:45 PM
I'm ever at the mercy
of the full moon's cruelty
last time she took
too much from me,
pulling at the tides
of my dark moods
like puppet strings —
no care for my pains
the sun took pity
& lessened her light—
as she wanes
in remorse,
I take the respite
until the next
full moon night.
#mpprompt
of the full moon's cruelty
last time she took
too much from me,
pulling at the tides
of my dark moods
like puppet strings —
no care for my pains
the sun took pity
& lessened her light—
as she wanes
in remorse,
I take the respite
until the next
full moon night.
#mpprompt
My heart was once
a single piece,
beating to
a bewitching rhythm
but feelings fractalise—
parts given or broken,
a dispersed tapestry,
its cadence now shaky
the museum within
aims to gather
the fragments
but they no longer
belong to me
let them stay
where they lay.
#sensewrds 146
a single piece,
beating to
a bewitching rhythm
but feelings fractalise—
parts given or broken,
a dispersed tapestry,
its cadence now shaky
the museum within
aims to gather
the fragments
but they no longer
belong to me
let them stay
where they lay.
#sensewrds 146
November 17, 2025 at 3:07 PM
My heart was once
a single piece,
beating to
a bewitching rhythm
but feelings fractalise—
parts given or broken,
a dispersed tapestry,
its cadence now shaky
the museum within
aims to gather
the fragments
but they no longer
belong to me
let them stay
where they lay.
#sensewrds 146
a single piece,
beating to
a bewitching rhythm
but feelings fractalise—
parts given or broken,
a dispersed tapestry,
its cadence now shaky
the museum within
aims to gather
the fragments
but they no longer
belong to me
let them stay
where they lay.
#sensewrds 146
A Dali-esque dream
Of temporal distortion
All the clocks melting.
#WeirdMicro #TemporalDistortion
#haiku #senryu
Of temporal distortion
All the clocks melting.
#WeirdMicro #TemporalDistortion
#haiku #senryu
November 17, 2025 at 1:43 PM
A Dali-esque dream
Of temporal distortion
All the clocks melting.
#WeirdMicro #TemporalDistortion
#haiku #senryu
Of temporal distortion
All the clocks melting.
#WeirdMicro #TemporalDistortion
#haiku #senryu
November 17, 2025 at 1:13 PM
Irrational fear
Of fungal disease madness
Zombie film trauma.
#haikuhorrorprompt #fungal
#haiku #senryu
Of fungal disease madness
Zombie film trauma.
#haikuhorrorprompt #fungal
#haiku #senryu
November 17, 2025 at 1:01 PM
Irrational fear
Of fungal disease madness
Zombie film trauma.
#haikuhorrorprompt #fungal
#haiku #senryu
Of fungal disease madness
Zombie film trauma.
#haikuhorrorprompt #fungal
#haiku #senryu
November 17, 2025 at 12:53 PM
Leaves falling
in my mind
& I conjure an image—
you by my side
a kiss like winter,
lands on my lips—
taste of goodbye
we cry & cling
as if by holding on
we can save
this damned &
broken thing
yet we feel the parting—
us slip away
like leaves on the breeze
on that quiet, cold
December evening.
in my mind
& I conjure an image—
you by my side
a kiss like winter,
lands on my lips—
taste of goodbye
we cry & cling
as if by holding on
we can save
this damned &
broken thing
yet we feel the parting—
us slip away
like leaves on the breeze
on that quiet, cold
December evening.
November 17, 2025 at 11:45 AM
Leaves falling
in my mind
& I conjure an image—
you by my side
a kiss like winter,
lands on my lips—
taste of goodbye
we cry & cling
as if by holding on
we can save
this damned &
broken thing
yet we feel the parting—
us slip away
like leaves on the breeze
on that quiet, cold
December evening.
in my mind
& I conjure an image—
you by my side
a kiss like winter,
lands on my lips—
taste of goodbye
we cry & cling
as if by holding on
we can save
this damned &
broken thing
yet we feel the parting—
us slip away
like leaves on the breeze
on that quiet, cold
December evening.
My old cracked floorboards
Echoing chinks in my soul,
Each needing repairs.
#BSPP47 #CrackedFloorboards
#haiku #senryu
Echoing chinks in my soul,
Each needing repairs.
#BSPP47 #CrackedFloorboards
#haiku #senryu
November 17, 2025 at 10:32 AM
My old cracked floorboards
Echoing chinks in my soul,
Each needing repairs.
#BSPP47 #CrackedFloorboards
#haiku #senryu
Echoing chinks in my soul,
Each needing repairs.
#BSPP47 #CrackedFloorboards
#haiku #senryu
The wonder of dreams,
Bridges into deeper realms,
Love crossing over.
#PennedReveries #
#haiku #senryu
Bridges into deeper realms,
Love crossing over.
#PennedReveries #
#haiku #senryu
November 17, 2025 at 10:29 AM
The wonder of dreams,
Bridges into deeper realms,
Love crossing over.
#PennedReveries #
#haiku #senryu
Bridges into deeper realms,
Love crossing over.
#PennedReveries #
#haiku #senryu
She calls to me
behind an
opaque mirror,
but all I hear
is a vague #echo
refracted
through glass—
it's colour, ominous,
texture of threat,
a regret from
the past
I can't quite
interpret
I wish to tell her
it's too late—
I've lived it
yet she
can't hear me
either
#RetroArtPrompt
behind an
opaque mirror,
but all I hear
is a vague #echo
refracted
through glass—
it's colour, ominous,
texture of threat,
a regret from
the past
I can't quite
interpret
I wish to tell her
it's too late—
I've lived it
yet she
can't hear me
either
#RetroArtPrompt
November 17, 2025 at 9:58 AM
She calls to me
behind an
opaque mirror,
but all I hear
is a vague #echo
refracted
through glass—
it's colour, ominous,
texture of threat,
a regret from
the past
I can't quite
interpret
I wish to tell her
it's too late—
I've lived it
yet she
can't hear me
either
#RetroArtPrompt
behind an
opaque mirror,
but all I hear
is a vague #echo
refracted
through glass—
it's colour, ominous,
texture of threat,
a regret from
the past
I can't quite
interpret
I wish to tell her
it's too late—
I've lived it
yet she
can't hear me
either
#RetroArtPrompt
Life goal: disguise as
Leprechaun; green suit, short height
Find large pot of gold.
#vss365 #2wordprompt #BlueSkyRelay
#haiku #senryu #goal #leprechaun #height #suit
Leprechaun; green suit, short height
Find large pot of gold.
#vss365 #2wordprompt #BlueSkyRelay
#haiku #senryu #goal #leprechaun #height #suit
November 17, 2025 at 9:53 AM
Life goal: disguise as
Leprechaun; green suit, short height
Find large pot of gold.
#vss365 #2wordprompt #BlueSkyRelay
#haiku #senryu #goal #leprechaun #height #suit
Leprechaun; green suit, short height
Find large pot of gold.
#vss365 #2wordprompt #BlueSkyRelay
#haiku #senryu #goal #leprechaun #height #suit
Dawn swipes a
#yellow #stripe
across a #crisp
morn as the city
#aches awake—
footsteps whisper
over fallen leaves,
the river spills softly
under a bridge
as the air
breathes quiet
in the absence
of breeze
I capture a #photo
of a city mid-yawn
as it'll be wide awake
when I'm on
the way home.
#yellow #stripe
across a #crisp
morn as the city
#aches awake—
footsteps whisper
over fallen leaves,
the river spills softly
under a bridge
as the air
breathes quiet
in the absence
of breeze
I capture a #photo
of a city mid-yawn
as it'll be wide awake
when I'm on
the way home.
November 17, 2025 at 9:10 AM
Reposted by Ann Tigone
November 16, 2025 at 11:27 AM
The rhymthmic rattle
of train over track—
a soothing soundtrack,
as we pass the park
layer of frost
over on the grass—
a gossamer sheen
strewn by winter's
hand
the scene, a serene
wonderland
I snapshot the calm
as soon the peace
will be replaced
by city concrete
& a crowded station.
#MPPrompt
of train over track—
a soothing soundtrack,
as we pass the park
layer of frost
over on the grass—
a gossamer sheen
strewn by winter's
hand
the scene, a serene
wonderland
I snapshot the calm
as soon the peace
will be replaced
by city concrete
& a crowded station.
#MPPrompt
Today’s #poetryprompt:
Take a walk, a bikeride, or a car/train. Write me a poem set in one of the places you pass.
#MPPrompt
I repost replies! Follow for daily prompts
Take a walk, a bikeride, or a car/train. Write me a poem set in one of the places you pass.
#MPPrompt
I repost replies! Follow for daily prompts
November 16, 2025 at 5:23 PM
The rhymthmic rattle
of train over track—
a soothing soundtrack,
as we pass the park
layer of frost
over on the grass—
a gossamer sheen
strewn by winter's
hand
the scene, a serene
wonderland
I snapshot the calm
as soon the peace
will be replaced
by city concrete
& a crowded station.
#MPPrompt
of train over track—
a soothing soundtrack,
as we pass the park
layer of frost
over on the grass—
a gossamer sheen
strewn by winter's
hand
the scene, a serene
wonderland
I snapshot the calm
as soon the peace
will be replaced
by city concrete
& a crowded station.
#MPPrompt
Put creepy film on,
Jump scare, right into his arms—
Hot trap, wicked laugh.
#haikuhorrorprompt #jump
#haiku #senryu
Jump scare, right into his arms—
Hot trap, wicked laugh.
#haikuhorrorprompt #jump
#haiku #senryu
November 16, 2025 at 3:49 PM
Put creepy film on,
Jump scare, right into his arms—
Hot trap, wicked laugh.
#haikuhorrorprompt #jump
#haiku #senryu
Jump scare, right into his arms—
Hot trap, wicked laugh.
#haikuhorrorprompt #jump
#haiku #senryu
A grim storm within
Whistling low like a keen wind
Though my soul's cavern.
#haikufeels #keen
#haiku #senryu
Whistling low like a keen wind
Though my soul's cavern.
#haikufeels #keen
#haiku #senryu
November 16, 2025 at 2:35 PM
A grim storm within
Whistling low like a keen wind
Though my soul's cavern.
#haikufeels #keen
#haiku #senryu
Whistling low like a keen wind
Though my soul's cavern.
#haikufeels #keen
#haiku #senryu
Thoughts chug same old tracks
Though they are worn and rusty
Time for some new routes.
#DailyHaikuPrompt #rust
#Haiku #Senryu
Though they are worn and rusty
Time for some new routes.
#DailyHaikuPrompt #rust
#Haiku #Senryu
November 16, 2025 at 11:12 AM
Thoughts chug same old tracks
Though they are worn and rusty
Time for some new routes.
#DailyHaikuPrompt #rust
#Haiku #Senryu
Though they are worn and rusty
Time for some new routes.
#DailyHaikuPrompt #rust
#Haiku #Senryu
My words #tremble,
faltering
under my pen
falling from
my brain
like coins
cascading
from an
open purse
I watch them
roll down
the drain,
helpless
to stop them
writers block
is back
again.
#RetroArtPrompt
faltering
under my pen
falling from
my brain
like coins
cascading
from an
open purse
I watch them
roll down
the drain,
helpless
to stop them
writers block
is back
again.
#RetroArtPrompt
November 16, 2025 at 10:54 AM
My words #tremble,
faltering
under my pen
falling from
my brain
like coins
cascading
from an
open purse
I watch them
roll down
the drain,
helpless
to stop them
writers block
is back
again.
#RetroArtPrompt
faltering
under my pen
falling from
my brain
like coins
cascading
from an
open purse
I watch them
roll down
the drain,
helpless
to stop them
writers block
is back
again.
#RetroArtPrompt
A word mechanic
Obsession- a logophile
Makes his engine tick.
#WeirdMicro #MechanicObsession
#haiku #senryu
Obsession- a logophile
Makes his engine tick.
#WeirdMicro #MechanicObsession
#haiku #senryu
November 16, 2025 at 10:51 AM
A word mechanic
Obsession- a logophile
Makes his engine tick.
#WeirdMicro #MechanicObsession
#haiku #senryu
Obsession- a logophile
Makes his engine tick.
#WeirdMicro #MechanicObsession
#haiku #senryu
We started over
with one another
but we forgot
to leave the past
behind
we wove them
together, past,
present &
future—
into now
this moment
we have
with each other
we savour it
like Thelma & Louise,
before driving
off a cliff
together
yet even doom
with you
is heaven
to me.
#Bedroomeyesprompt
with one another
but we forgot
to leave the past
behind
we wove them
together, past,
present &
future—
into now
this moment
we have
with each other
we savour it
like Thelma & Louise,
before driving
off a cliff
together
yet even doom
with you
is heaven
to me.
#Bedroomeyesprompt
November 16, 2025 at 10:17 AM
We started over
with one another
but we forgot
to leave the past
behind
we wove them
together, past,
present &
future—
into now
this moment
we have
with each other
we savour it
like Thelma & Louise,
before driving
off a cliff
together
yet even doom
with you
is heaven
to me.
#Bedroomeyesprompt
with one another
but we forgot
to leave the past
behind
we wove them
together, past,
present &
future—
into now
this moment
we have
with each other
we savour it
like Thelma & Louise,
before driving
off a cliff
together
yet even doom
with you
is heaven
to me.
#Bedroomeyesprompt
When in self-doubt's grip,
Your faith low, please remember
I believe in you.
#PennedReveries #IBelieveInYou
#haiku #senryu
Your faith low, please remember
I believe in you.
#PennedReveries #IBelieveInYou
#haiku #senryu
November 16, 2025 at 10:09 AM
When in self-doubt's grip,
Your faith low, please remember
I believe in you.
#PennedReveries #IBelieveInYou
#haiku #senryu
Your faith low, please remember
I believe in you.
#PennedReveries #IBelieveInYou
#haiku #senryu
Mirror to the past
A shimmering reflection
Of who I once was.
#BSPP47 #ShimmeringReflection
#haiku #senryu
A shimmering reflection
Of who I once was.
#BSPP47 #ShimmeringReflection
#haiku #senryu
November 16, 2025 at 10:08 AM
Mirror to the past
A shimmering reflection
Of who I once was.
#BSPP47 #ShimmeringReflection
#haiku #senryu
A shimmering reflection
Of who I once was.
#BSPP47 #ShimmeringReflection
#haiku #senryu
I was #wealthy
with vitality,
rich as a field
of red #poppies
bobbing in spring
'til I sensed
that #Banshee #lurk ing,
she #issu ed a warning—
a death coming
And I felt
the #fade begin—
aliveness #bend ing
then dumped
in the #bin
I try to conjure
#emotion for anything
but all I find
is dejection
with vitality,
rich as a field
of red #poppies
bobbing in spring
'til I sensed
that #Banshee #lurk ing,
she #issu ed a warning—
a death coming
And I felt
the #fade begin—
aliveness #bend ing
then dumped
in the #bin
I try to conjure
#emotion for anything
but all I find
is dejection
November 16, 2025 at 10:04 AM
November 16, 2025 at 12:30 AM