Carson Russ
@carsonruss.bsky.social
My socks say, "Don't follow me. I'm lost too."
But I write and draw. 🙂
But I write and draw. 🙂
They all run the race...
Lover astride Devotion,
So hopeful
Seeker running
on Risk’s uneven legs…
Rhythm carries the Bard,
Artist rides Creation.
The #Libertine with Pulse
Guardian knows
Duty'll never finish.
All chasing the finish line.
The win is meaning,
but meaning keeps moving…
#vss365
Lover astride Devotion,
So hopeful
Seeker running
on Risk’s uneven legs…
Rhythm carries the Bard,
Artist rides Creation.
The #Libertine with Pulse
Guardian knows
Duty'll never finish.
All chasing the finish line.
The win is meaning,
but meaning keeps moving…
#vss365
October 9, 2025 at 1:15 PM
They all run the race...
Lover astride Devotion,
So hopeful
Seeker running
on Risk’s uneven legs…
Rhythm carries the Bard,
Artist rides Creation.
The #Libertine with Pulse
Guardian knows
Duty'll never finish.
All chasing the finish line.
The win is meaning,
but meaning keeps moving…
#vss365
Lover astride Devotion,
So hopeful
Seeker running
on Risk’s uneven legs…
Rhythm carries the Bard,
Artist rides Creation.
The #Libertine with Pulse
Guardian knows
Duty'll never finish.
All chasing the finish line.
The win is meaning,
but meaning keeps moving…
#vss365
September 6, 2025 at 3:22 PM
September 5, 2025 at 4:16 PM
September 1, 2025 at 6:26 PM
Reposted by Carson Russ
#Glee
we do not trust delight
equating it perhaps
with selfishness
or maybe
see it as fleeting
and abandoning us to despair
yet it is the very
oxygen of soul
and the heart dies slowly
in its absence
#BlueSkyPoetry
we do not trust delight
equating it perhaps
with selfishness
or maybe
see it as fleeting
and abandoning us to despair
yet it is the very
oxygen of soul
and the heart dies slowly
in its absence
#BlueSkyPoetry
August 30, 2025 at 10:10 PM
#Glee
we do not trust delight
equating it perhaps
with selfishness
or maybe
see it as fleeting
and abandoning us to despair
yet it is the very
oxygen of soul
and the heart dies slowly
in its absence
#BlueSkyPoetry
we do not trust delight
equating it perhaps
with selfishness
or maybe
see it as fleeting
and abandoning us to despair
yet it is the very
oxygen of soul
and the heart dies slowly
in its absence
#BlueSkyPoetry
August 28, 2025 at 1:35 AM
Reposted by Carson Russ
I could talk about thoughts forever.
I could probably listen about as long.
There’s worthy adventure
in thoughts.
I could probably listen about as long.
There’s worthy adventure
in thoughts.
August 24, 2025 at 11:03 PM
I could talk about thoughts forever.
I could probably listen about as long.
There’s worthy adventure
in thoughts.
I could probably listen about as long.
There’s worthy adventure
in thoughts.
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The distress signal led Dylan to a distant moon around a #malformed planet at the very edge of the system.
A ship, obviously, broken, destroyed. Little left of it or the pilot. The other ship, the Enemy ship? That interested Dylan.
Except as soon as he neared it, the ship blew up.
#vss365
A ship, obviously, broken, destroyed. Little left of it or the pilot. The other ship, the Enemy ship? That interested Dylan.
Except as soon as he neared it, the ship blew up.
#vss365
August 23, 2025 at 1:25 PM
The distress signal led Dylan to a distant moon around a #malformed planet at the very edge of the system.
A ship, obviously, broken, destroyed. Little left of it or the pilot. The other ship, the Enemy ship? That interested Dylan.
Except as soon as he neared it, the ship blew up.
#vss365
A ship, obviously, broken, destroyed. Little left of it or the pilot. The other ship, the Enemy ship? That interested Dylan.
Except as soon as he neared it, the ship blew up.
#vss365
Tiny
little
glimmers
of hope
set my soul
on fire.
But
I do not
fear
the death
of flames.
I am
Malformed
by grit
and defiance.
I’ll write my wishes
with
the ashes.
#vss365
little
glimmers
of hope
set my soul
on fire.
But
I do not
fear
the death
of flames.
I am
Malformed
by grit
and defiance.
I’ll write my wishes
with
the ashes.
#vss365
August 23, 2025 at 5:10 PM
Tiny
little
glimmers
of hope
set my soul
on fire.
But
I do not
fear
the death
of flames.
I am
Malformed
by grit
and defiance.
I’ll write my wishes
with
the ashes.
#vss365
little
glimmers
of hope
set my soul
on fire.
But
I do not
fear
the death
of flames.
I am
Malformed
by grit
and defiance.
I’ll write my wishes
with
the ashes.
#vss365
Reposted by Carson Russ
aged books #reek of dust
yet each pale word still whispers
no thoughts can vanish
somewhere in our deep archives
ideas wait to be reborn
#vss365 #tanka #micropoetry
yet each pale word still whispers
no thoughts can vanish
somewhere in our deep archives
ideas wait to be reborn
#vss365 #tanka #micropoetry
August 22, 2025 at 10:50 PM
aged books #reek of dust
yet each pale word still whispers
no thoughts can vanish
somewhere in our deep archives
ideas wait to be reborn
#vss365 #tanka #micropoetry
yet each pale word still whispers
no thoughts can vanish
somewhere in our deep archives
ideas wait to be reborn
#vss365 #tanka #micropoetry
I always smelled sea salt on the winds of hurricanes. Like a warning.
It never belonged so far from the ocean. But I did.
I ran far and high to a mountain.
Now, if I catch a whiff of sea salt, I know you’re keeping #vigil close by…
Now it smells like… you kept your promise.
#vss365
It never belonged so far from the ocean. But I did.
I ran far and high to a mountain.
Now, if I catch a whiff of sea salt, I know you’re keeping #vigil close by…
Now it smells like… you kept your promise.
#vss365
August 20, 2025 at 11:30 PM
Reposted by Carson Russ
The heat of your sun felt so good on my #wings
& like Icarus, I fell hard into oceans where sea monsters sing
The past through your eyes shows dreams burst at the seams
& primal attraction casts a familiar gleam
Reminding me nothing was as it seems
I wonder if love can be redeemed
#vss365
& like Icarus, I fell hard into oceans where sea monsters sing
The past through your eyes shows dreams burst at the seams
& primal attraction casts a familiar gleam
Reminding me nothing was as it seems
I wonder if love can be redeemed
#vss365
August 14, 2025 at 9:00 AM
Reposted by Carson Russ
August 10, 2025 at 7:39 PM
Reposted by Carson Russ
I have a voice
I used it once
and was told
only speak when spoken to
I used it again
and was told
to shut up
I used it again
and was gaslit
into thinking I never spoke
I used it again
and was praised
for my bravery
I used it again
and again
until they finally listened
#poetry #ihaveavoice
I used it once
and was told
only speak when spoken to
I used it again
and was told
to shut up
I used it again
and was gaslit
into thinking I never spoke
I used it again
and was praised
for my bravery
I used it again
and again
until they finally listened
#poetry #ihaveavoice
August 10, 2025 at 6:58 PM
I have a voice
I used it once
and was told
only speak when spoken to
I used it again
and was told
to shut up
I used it again
and was gaslit
into thinking I never spoke
I used it again
and was praised
for my bravery
I used it again
and again
until they finally listened
#poetry #ihaveavoice
I used it once
and was told
only speak when spoken to
I used it again
and was told
to shut up
I used it again
and was gaslit
into thinking I never spoke
I used it again
and was praised
for my bravery
I used it again
and again
until they finally listened
#poetry #ihaveavoice
Reposted by Carson Russ
They were a trope in the fantasy genre, especially in RPG’s, you could say, and Rory faced one now. A giant #spider.
This encounter was a little different, however, as the spider was offering a quest. A bunch of her horrifying, wee, little babies were lost and she needed help finding them.
#vss365
This encounter was a little different, however, as the spider was offering a quest. A bunch of her horrifying, wee, little babies were lost and she needed help finding them.
#vss365
August 9, 2025 at 9:06 AM