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M • Z

@kl1mz.bsky.social

To the briefly earthbound soul who taught me how to see the light even in the darkest of nights.

October 30, 2025 at 12:05 PM

M • Z

@kl1mz.bsky.social

Such a crushing feeling of helplessness when a loved one lies in a hospital bed, suspended between presence and absence. Without a warning, or a goodbye, all that remains is the constant beep of a machine keeping them alive, for now.

July 5, 2025 at 5:05 AM

M • Z

@kl1mz.bsky.social

Astor Piazzolla, the master of the bandoneón, and his New Tango Quintet performing Milonga del Ángel, live in Utrecht, 1984.

#Music #Tango 🪗🎶🖤

www.youtube.com/watch?v=h0ha...

June 29, 2025 at 10:31 PM

M • Z

@kl1mz.bsky.social

We are the devil's #silhouette.
A broken whisper from hell's breath,
sharp as shards of broken glass.

Every heard #decibel,
a cursed syllable,
scorching the blue sky
like a lit match
pressed to heaven's skin,
without a #scintilla of remorse.

#Whistpr #BlueSkyRelay #VSS365
#Poetry #PoetryCommunity

June 29, 2025 at 8:14 PM

M • Z

@kl1mz.bsky.social

“I am who I am, and that’s all I need to be.”
–The Little Prince, 1943.

Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
(Writer and Pilot)

Born: June 29, 1900, France.
Died: July 31, 1944, in a plane crash over the Mediterranean.

#OnThisDay #Quotes

Photo of Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, with an open book in his hands, sitting in front of a several shelves filled with books and a lamp.

June 29, 2025 at 7:26 PM

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Aelith Loves Art 𖣂

@aelith4ever.bsky.social

Grave of a Suicide Victim, 1900, by Wilhelm Kotarbiński

#Art #painting #illustration

June 29, 2025 at 5:15 PM

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Malachy Moran

@malformed-poetry.bsky.social

🌬️

#Poem #Poetry #mpprompt
#PoetryCommunity #Writing #WriterCommunity

June 29, 2025 at 3:06 PM

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Clive Culverhouse

@cliveculverhouse.bsky.social

My new #poetry book Oh, Fae-Folk is officially a no.1 best seller!

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#BestSeller #books #folklore #mustread #BookSky

June 29, 2025 at 8:06 AM

M • Z

@kl1mz.bsky.social

Art documents the battle,
plumes decorate the tombstones.

#7SyllableSentence #Art
#Whistpr #Plume

Thank you Francis for an inspired hosting. 🌟

Francis H Powell writer and poet @fhpowellwriter.bsky.social · Jun 28

Hello creatives, hope you have a great weekend. My final prompt is... #art
There is a chance to go a bit Shakespearean with this word.

Thou art but an abject fool

#7syllablesentence

Have fun

June 28, 2025 at 10:10 AM

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Paul Connolly

@thepaulconnolly.bsky.social

I thought a Starter Pack with #poets associated with prompts might be useful. So I put one together. If we're connected & you contribute to #poemsabout or #promptcombo please check you're here. If I've missed you, let me know. (#ItsASin of omission not commission...) & please repost #poetrycommunity

June 27, 2025 at 8:52 PM

M • Z

@kl1mz.bsky.social

A reworked poem for this week's #PoemsAbout inquisitive #ItsASin prompt.
Thanks as always to the dedicated hosting by @alanparry83.bsky.social and @brokenspinearts.bsky.social

#Poetry #PoetryCommunity #BlueSkyPoetry

The Real Villain

One who's born
Amidst the storm
Knows no fear from howling wind
Fury was his branded art

For what's lightning to fire that knows no fear,
and what's thunder to the first volunteer.

Damned from birth
Named for a curse
Even though he has not sinned
Hell was made his only chart

For what's fate to an angel doomed to fail,
and what's destiny to wings denied a trail.

Damned with rage
Pushed offstage
Till he traced the lie god pinned
Mercy was a poisoned dart

Wrecking humankind now his chosen path,
their world—his hell—kindled by heaven's wrath.

June 27, 2025 at 1:58 PM

M • Z

@kl1mz.bsky.social

#MPPrompt #Revenge

#Poetry #PoetryCommunity #BlueSkyPoetry

Revenge Recipe

Ingredients:
A gherkin,
the hateful heart of the dish.
Chocolate spread,
the delicious sweet deception.
Biscuit crumbs,
the remains of better choices.
Frying oil,
for deep-drowning sorrow.
Pop rocks,
the final fizz of self-respect.

Method:
Dip the gherkin in the chocolate spread,
making sure to fully coat your spite.
Roll in the biscuit crumbs to add texture,
fragments of a dozen broken promises.
Deep-fry until golden brown,
with a crispy shell of false satisfaction.
Sprinkle with pop rocks,
while still hot with poor decisions.

Serving:
Pair with a stiff drink, and eat alone in the dark.

Tasting notes:
On the first bite,
a sharp vinegary punch
complementing the initial sweetness.

Mid-chew,
a chaotic crunchy texture
overpowered by an oily existential paradox.

Then the aftertaste,
a pop sensory detonation
of perpetual regret and loss of dignity.

Enjoy!

June 26, 2025 at 8:24 PM

M • Z

@kl1mz.bsky.social

#VSS365 #Vagary
#Poetry #PoetryCommunity #BlueSkyPoetry

Thank you Anagha for such a splendid hosting, with amazingly imaginative prompt choices. 🙏🌟

A River's Archive

Vaginate reeds beside a riverbed
arch like a mother’s accepting arms
over a vagrant’s hollowed frame
discarded by his fellow humans.

A vagabond wandering by
lost like autumn's last leaves
mourns the vagaries of life
that marked their fates.

Both vague shadows,
of their past selves
once vagile as the wind
now meeting their ends.

June 26, 2025 at 10:34 AM

M • Z

@kl1mz.bsky.social

"The Swan", the 13th movement of "The Carnival of the Animals" by Camille Saint-Saëns.

#Cello by Han-Na Chang
#Harp by Aline Brewer

#Orchestra #Music

www.youtube.com/watch?v=_la4...

Le carnaval des animaux: XIII. Le cygne (Arr. Hazell for Cello and Orchestra)

YouTube video by Han-Na Chang - Topic

www.youtube.com

June 25, 2025 at 8:29 PM

M • Z

@kl1mz.bsky.social

A life of white russians and joints, besides
Bowling with Walter who discreetly hides
In his pants a gun, to establish some guides
Dumb feuds erupt where no one decides
Everything’s fucked, but the Dude abides

#LuaViEr
#Acrostic
#Poetry

June 24, 2025 at 8:41 PM

M • Z

@kl1mz.bsky.social

For today's #LetItGo #PromptCombo hosted by the brilliant @thewombwellrainbow.bsky.social, here's my #SetYourIntention to #MyDeclutter of #MyLovedOnes attempt.

The Ghost

You said it to me with a sigh,
"in every final goodbye, there’s one who never really leaves."

And I nodded,
the romantic fool I was,
thinking of the dancing smoke of a solitary candle
whispering my birthday wish to a ghost.

Then you twisted the knife,
"what’s haunting is that the other actually leaves for good."

A decade later,
I’m still spinning the same elegy.
The room still tilts
when I remember the look in your eyes,
when you said those words.

How your ghostemporary love still stains my walls.
How my lamenternal grief still warms your seat.

And I nod,
the romantic fool I am,
knowing one walked out whistling,
while the other is spending a lifetime
sweeping up the confetti of memories, alone.

The cruelty isn’t living with a ghost,
it’s that the ghost doesn’t know it’s a ghost.

The one who left, left nothing behind.
While the one who didn't leave,
is left with the weight of a laugh caught in the throat,
and the burden of a shadow lingering in every breath.

I thought I knew endings,
but my gauche ghost turned me into a cemetery
where it keeps burying and unearthing,
and burying and unearthing itself.

June 23, 2025 at 2:38 PM

M • Z

@kl1mz.bsky.social

The #reality is; humanity has reached the point of bleak acceptance of the unavoidable consequences of our exploitive behaviour. The only meaningful actions left should be palliative and preparatory for our inevitable demise.

michael ◉●○•° @ontopunk.bsky.social · Jun 23

This is the Age of Consequence:

Catabolic contraction, expanding systems degeneration, and larger and larger cascading back loops.

So much fucking around for far too long and are now comes the finding out.

1/4

June 23, 2025 at 9:11 AM

M • Z

@kl1mz.bsky.social

Your turn ended. Now, my turn.
You were wrong. Now, time to learn.

Progenitor, that is me.
Hell, my verdict upon thee.

Hoarding cash was your concern.
Now your stacks will watch you burn.

#7SyllableSentence #Turn
#WordedArt #Wrong
#VSS365 #Progenitor
#Poetry #PoetryCommunity

June 22, 2025 at 1:37 PM

M • Z

@kl1mz.bsky.social

Happy
longest day shortest night of the year, but only in the northern hemisphere
Day
from #Egypt

along with one of the greatest poems written about summer
by John Clare

#Summer #Solstice
#Poetry #PoetryCommunity

The sun setting over the right shoulder of the Sphinx, and between the pyramids Khafre and to a slight angle Khufu, during the spring equinox 2020. (Image credit: Egypt Ministry of Antiquities archives)

John Clare's sonnet about summer, written in 1841.

I love to see the summer beaming forth

And white wool sack clouds sailing to the north

I love to see the wild flowers come again

And mare blobs stain with gold the meadow drain

And water lillies whiten on the floods

Where reed clumps rustle like a wind shook wood

Where from her hiding place the Moor Hen pushes

And seeks her flag nest floating in bull rushes

I like the willow leaning half way o'er

The clear deep lake to stand upon its shore

I love the hay grass when the flower head swings

To summer winds and insects happy wings

That sport about the meadow the bright day

And see bright beetles in the clear lake play

June 21, 2025 at 7:21 PM

M • Z

@kl1mz.bsky.social

Here's "an invitation" as my submission for #PromptCombo, warmly hosted by @victoriaspires.bsky.social with this week's intriguing theme #Hidden.

#Poetry #PoetryCommunity

An Invitation

You smother every spark you own,
then curse the dark you bear alone.

You cling to the need to fade from sight,
While starving for one who’ll seek your light.

You beg the shadows to swallow you whole,
Yet yearn for the honour of standing tall.

Maybe if you dare disclose your every scar,
the world will pause to witness how rare you are.

June 21, 2025 at 12:12 PM

M • Z

@kl1mz.bsky.social

For this week's evocative theme #Transition, here's my #PoemsAbout submission.

Thank you @alanparry83.bsky.social @brokenspinearts.bsky.social for your committed hosting, and @karenpgonzalez.bsky.social for lending a gracious helping-hand this week.

Feedback more than welcome.
#PoetryCommunity

Would I?

Every day, I dismantle myself,
lay out my pieces on the table,
just like my father used to do
when he wanted to fix something he knew was broken.

I'd examine every piece,
probe for permanent damage,
then reassemble a new me—
always more crumbled than the one I cobbled the day before.

Some days, I wonder
if I would dare leave my heart out,
cracked but still clicking,
just to see if anyone would notice.

June 20, 2025 at 1:25 PM

M • Z

@kl1mz.bsky.social

Sekhmet, the Ancient Egyptian warrior goddess depicted as a lioness. Daughter of Ra, she was associated with both healing and medicine but also war and plagues.

#BlueSkyRelay #Hieroglyph
#VSS365 #Vortex
#MPPrompt
#Poetry #PoetryCommunity
#AncientEgypt