GrianEgan
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🍃I have my madness, I live in another dimension and I do not have time for things that have no soul.🍃
~ Charles Bukowski
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GrianEgan
@grianegan.bsky.social
· Dec 15
I’ll keep my inner demons, thank you.
They’re the life of the party.
They’re the life of the party.
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How often do we forget about the simple things and we take them for granted, until they become background noise?
Everything can change in an instant. Gratitude keeps us awake to what matters…
Everything can change in an instant. Gratitude keeps us awake to what matters…
October 27, 2025 at 6:01 AM
How often do we forget about the simple things and we take them for granted, until they become background noise?
Everything can change in an instant. Gratitude keeps us awake to what matters…
Everything can change in an instant. Gratitude keeps us awake to what matters…
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Humility is born in the moments we break.
When we no longer pretend to have all the answers, and still choose to stand with open hands, not closed fists…
When we no longer pretend to have all the answers, and still choose to stand with open hands, not closed fists…
September 9, 2025 at 10:41 AM
Humility is born in the moments we break.
When we no longer pretend to have all the answers, and still choose to stand with open hands, not closed fists…
When we no longer pretend to have all the answers, and still choose to stand with open hands, not closed fists…
where darkness
deepens,
light leans closer,
caressing edges
with a lingering touch
light and shadow
moving like lovers,
each breathing life
into the other
deepens,
light leans closer,
caressing edges
with a lingering touch
light and shadow
moving like lovers,
each breathing life
into the other
October 7, 2025 at 2:59 AM
where darkness
deepens,
light leans closer,
caressing edges
with a lingering touch
light and shadow
moving like lovers,
each breathing life
into the other
deepens,
light leans closer,
caressing edges
with a lingering touch
light and shadow
moving like lovers,
each breathing life
into the other
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It takes courage to love this world over and over again.
October 1, 2025 at 3:54 PM
It takes courage to love this world over and over again.
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I write of you in the language of dreams.
October 5, 2025 at 3:49 PM
I write of you in the language of dreams.
a meeting of shadows,
a place where longing leans toward light
they find one another
stretching long in the late sun,
they cross and mingle,
they part,
and sometimes join again
a simple thing,
like wind in the grass,
or the hush of footsteps in fallen leaves
a place where longing leans toward light
they find one another
stretching long in the late sun,
they cross and mingle,
they part,
and sometimes join again
a simple thing,
like wind in the grass,
or the hush of footsteps in fallen leaves
May 31, 2025 at 6:56 PM
a meeting of shadows,
a place where longing leans toward light
they find one another
stretching long in the late sun,
they cross and mingle,
they part,
and sometimes join again
a simple thing,
like wind in the grass,
or the hush of footsteps in fallen leaves
a place where longing leans toward light
they find one another
stretching long in the late sun,
they cross and mingle,
they part,
and sometimes join again
a simple thing,
like wind in the grass,
or the hush of footsteps in fallen leaves
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New guy at work living in our parking lot garden…
April 9, 2025 at 8:58 PM
New guy at work living in our parking lot garden…
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The delicateness of waiting…
April 12, 2025 at 3:48 AM
The delicateness of waiting…
I wrote a poem about you once
Used the ocean as a metaphor
You didn't see it
and I never told you
And yet, the tide still ebbs and flows
The earth still spins
and I...
well, I'm still too insignificant for the ink that spills from your pen
Used the ocean as a metaphor
You didn't see it
and I never told you
And yet, the tide still ebbs and flows
The earth still spins
and I...
well, I'm still too insignificant for the ink that spills from your pen
May 6, 2025 at 5:23 AM
I wrote a poem about you once
Used the ocean as a metaphor
You didn't see it
and I never told you
And yet, the tide still ebbs and flows
The earth still spins
and I...
well, I'm still too insignificant for the ink that spills from your pen
Used the ocean as a metaphor
You didn't see it
and I never told you
And yet, the tide still ebbs and flows
The earth still spins
and I...
well, I'm still too insignificant for the ink that spills from your pen
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tiny grey birds playing in the fern, wild violets hidden beneath the willow, velvet moss tucked between slate steppingstones— all this, and a soft rain... just for today, this is the palette of my soul.
May 5, 2025 at 4:42 AM
tiny grey birds playing in the fern, wild violets hidden beneath the willow, velvet moss tucked between slate steppingstones— all this, and a soft rain... just for today, this is the palette of my soul.
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Every day I look at the life in the eyes. I see sadness and despair, I see joy and love. I breathe deeply, and carry on.
May 5, 2025 at 3:28 PM
Every day I look at the life in the eyes. I see sadness and despair, I see joy and love. I breathe deeply, and carry on.
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spurned lovers retreat to the sky
April 19, 2025 at 9:06 AM
spurned lovers retreat to the sky
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She is #chaos unbound
Her aura burns brightly
Captivating unconsciously
She draws you in forever
#15WordPoet
Image: Pinterest
Her aura burns brightly
Captivating unconsciously
She draws you in forever
#15WordPoet
Image: Pinterest
January 14, 2025 at 3:34 AM
She is #chaos unbound
Her aura burns brightly
Captivating unconsciously
She draws you in forever
#15WordPoet
Image: Pinterest
Her aura burns brightly
Captivating unconsciously
She draws you in forever
#15WordPoet
Image: Pinterest
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January 27, 2025 at 1:51 AM
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Once you do that first rodeo,
the rodeo requests never stop.
the rodeo requests never stop.
March 8, 2025 at 11:27 PM
Once you do that first rodeo,
the rodeo requests never stop.
the rodeo requests never stop.
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Finishing a good book at the end of the day, is always the mark of a day well spent.
March 10, 2025 at 4:03 AM
Finishing a good book at the end of the day, is always the mark of a day well spent.
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love note
for those of us
who need one
for those of us
who need one
January 29, 2025 at 7:09 AM
love note
for those of us
who need one
for those of us
who need one
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a whisper in a candlelit room spellbound by the fluid motion of shadows I am the respectful voyeur of a lovers dance
January 26, 2025 at 9:02 PM
a whisper in a candlelit room spellbound by the fluid motion of shadows I am the respectful voyeur of a lovers dance
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In the dim glow of our shared stage,
the hardest part was knowing
this wasn’t just an intermission,
but a final act, a quiet closing
Hearts, they bleed,
crafted for the bittersweet,
foolish to think love never fades,
yet still we danced, believing in forever
the hardest part was knowing
this wasn’t just an intermission,
but a final act, a quiet closing
Hearts, they bleed,
crafted for the bittersweet,
foolish to think love never fades,
yet still we danced, believing in forever
January 28, 2025 at 6:50 AM
In the dim glow of our shared stage,
the hardest part was knowing
this wasn’t just an intermission,
but a final act, a quiet closing
Hearts, they bleed,
crafted for the bittersweet,
foolish to think love never fades,
yet still we danced, believing in forever
the hardest part was knowing
this wasn’t just an intermission,
but a final act, a quiet closing
Hearts, they bleed,
crafted for the bittersweet,
foolish to think love never fades,
yet still we danced, believing in forever
It’s the time to entrust another year to sweet memory.
Glance back with tender benevolence and gratitude, then move forward to gather even brighter moments in the new year. ✨
Happy New Year!
Glance back with tender benevolence and gratitude, then move forward to gather even brighter moments in the new year. ✨
Happy New Year!
December 31, 2024 at 7:15 PM
It’s the time to entrust another year to sweet memory.
Glance back with tender benevolence and gratitude, then move forward to gather even brighter moments in the new year. ✨
Happy New Year!
Glance back with tender benevolence and gratitude, then move forward to gather even brighter moments in the new year. ✨
Happy New Year!