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Eric
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not an award-winning poet. i also write short stories. please, no religious or political anythings.

to read longer form stories and learn more visit: https://madp03t.org/
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Background Image by Lirinya from #Pixabay.

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A poem written by, and Copyright (c) 2025, Eric Montgomery (@madp03t.bsky.social). All Rights Reserved. Background Image by Lirinya from Pixabay. Everyone curses when I show up, then pays good money to soak in me later. Kids love me. Dogs worship me. Grown-ups pretend they don’t miss me. I hold roots steady, soften falls, and keep the world from cracking. You call me dirty, but I’m what happens when rain and earth fall in love.
November 23, 2025 at 11:50 AM
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An acrostic poem written by, and Copyright (c), Eric Montgomery (@madp03t.bsky.social). All Rights Reserved. Every lesson I hold is earned, not given. Don’t need a stage to prove what’s known. Under pressure, I don’t fold, I learn. Classrooms can’t teach hunger or grit. Answers change every time you fail forward. Tests? Daily. Real life never curves. Experience builds what theory forgets. Done talking. Still learning. Always.
November 21, 2025 at 2:57 PM
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I took this #photo on a fog-heavy morning. The world felt blurred and distant, except for this single pole holding its place.

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I took this #photo on a fog-heavy morning. The world felt blurred and distant, except for this single pole holding its place. Fog of One The morning folds the harbor into gray, a hush that settles deep along the shore. The buildings fade, their outlines swept away, yet something holds a center at the core. One pole stands upright in the drifting light, a single line that will not blur or bend. Around it slip the murmurs of the night, the quiet thoughts that seldom seek an end. I see myself in shapes like this at dawn, still present while the rest dissolves from view. Not vanished, only set a step withdrawn, a watcher in a world grown soft and new. In fog, the lone can shape a kind of peace: to hold one’s shape without the crowd to please. Copyright (c) 2025 Eric Montgomery, madp03t.org All Rights Reserved.
November 20, 2025 at 5:32 PM
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Acrostic poem written by, and copyright (c) 2025, Eric Montgomery (@madp03t.bsky.social). All Rights Reserved. Temporary by design, smug about it. Rarely do I stay where you expect. A fleeting mood is my whole personality. Nothing holds me long, hm? Stay I could, but why would I. In your plans, chaos I sprinkle. Every schedule fears me, yes. No roots, no problem. To vanish is my specialty.
November 19, 2025 at 1:05 PM
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A chilly fall rain as I started my morning walk down by the waterfront. The drops did most of the talking...

Gentle autumn rain
beads of silver finding paths
on a cold gray glass
each drop easing the moment
while the quiet still holds on

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November 17, 2025 at 2:30 PM
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Poem written and Copyright (c) 2025 by Eric Montgomery (@madp03t.bsky.social). All Rights Reserved. They told me I make people sleeeep. Maybe that’s true, maybe they just want to. I bloom where the air forgets itself, where red feels louder than reason. Everyone blames me for the dreams, but I’m only the doorway. You’re the one who walked in. Poppies, poppies, all hush and hum, a swirl of color, a tune off key. You think you’re lost, but you’re just resting, right here with me.
November 16, 2025 at 12:43 PM
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Acrostic poem written, and Copyright (c) 2025, by Eric Montgomery (@madp03t.bsky.social). All Rights Reserved. Some call me magic, but I’m just curious Collecting tiny truths, one by one I ask a lot of questions, and that’s ok Every answer helps me learn a little Not guessing, just trying to know Careful, patient, sometimes slow Everything I find starts with “what?”
November 14, 2025 at 7:04 PM
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Behold this #Skircle of creative & engaging #writers & #poets! Thank you all for the kind words, the humor, and the unexpected tangents.

Out of 1,065 followers, these are the only people that #engage or #interact.

Tags coming (you've been warned!) 💜🫠
A Skircle for @madp03t.bsky.social, an image displaying profile photos of engaging writers and poets on Bluesky.
November 10, 2025 at 6:42 PM
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I chose today to write a #monotetra poem, a form that loops back on itself, each stanza folding into its final breath.

It felt right for the #WildWalkPrompt of #Darkness, where even light returns only to vanish again.

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A monotetra poem written, and Copyright (c), by Eric Montgomery (madp03t.org). All Rights Reserved. I come too soon, the sky still sighs, I creep beneath October’s eyes, I fold the warmth the sun denies, and linger, wise, and linger, wise. I hush the leaves, their whispers thin, I press my breath against your skin, the fire within grows dim again, begin again, begin again. The clocks obey my slow command, I stretch across this waiting land, I hold the quiet in my hand, you understand, you understand.
November 5, 2025 at 7:50 PM
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I added a little darkness layer to boost the coolness! 🫠🎃🥰😉
November 2, 2025 at 3:52 AM
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Today’s #vss365 #prompt is #Halloween. This #tonguetwister is for the brave tongues.

Best read out loud (fast, if you #dare)!

Try it three times in a row without tripping… if you can. 🎃🫠

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Another tongue-twister poem written, and Copyright (c) 2025, by Eric Montgomery (@madp03t.bsky.social). All Rights Reserved. Witch watchers whisper while wicked winds whistle, Winding their wands with a worrisome thistle. Which witch’s wish will whirl where it’s flung? Which wicked watcher will waggle their tongue? Witches wade westward, with whispers that waver, Wringing the world into warped misbehavior. When will the whirling of whispered routine Wind to a halt before Halloween?
October 31, 2025 at 2:24 PM
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October 31, 2025 at 1:22 PM
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For those wondering, yes that line is backward. Some things only make sense that way. 🫠

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Poem written and copyright (c) 2025 by Eric Montgomery (@madp03t.bsky.social). All Rights Reserved. Heat fading from the glass, breath tastes like copper. Like want that’s forgotten its shape. I slip between pulses. _citats eht ni eciv reh_ In the hush, her voice in the static, against the throat of the night. Each syllable drips slow, sweet as mercury. _citats eht ni eciv reh_
October 30, 2025 at 1:46 PM
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Sometimes loneliness feels like a problem to be solved. This #poem began as a thought #experiment about how far someone might go to cut it out completely.

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Sometimes loneliness feels like a problem to be solved. This piece began as a thought #experiment about how far someone might go to cut it out completely. Written and Copyright (c) 2025 Eric Montgomery. All Rights Reserved. Mirror propped. Light steady. Table cleared to bone-white calm. He studies the reflection, searches for the pulse of quiet hiding behind the noise. The blade moves slow. Skin opens like thought undone. A warmth follows, not pain, not fear, something else. He tells himself it is only an experiment, a test of removal, a cure for the unseen. He finds it at last, a pale curl of silence, soft as sleep. Folds it neatly in gauze. For the first time in years, the room feels lighter. Then the mirror blinks and speaks. *Thank you.*
October 28, 2025 at 11:32 PM
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If you see this, post a #Pic of you in glasses
October 24, 2025 at 2:34 AM
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An acrostic, waltmarie, monoku poem written and Copyright (c) 2025 by Eric Montgomery (@madp03t.bsky.social). All Rights Reserved. Turning everything to memory, I pass unseen. *watch me slip through your hands.* In every breath, I borrow what you call yours. *seconds are not possessions.* Mountains bow, oceans kneel, *yet clocks still ask my permission.* Each ending feeds another start. *you mistake motion for mercy.* ...still I move, though nothing else does
October 22, 2025 at 3:44 PM
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Poem (and Tongue-Twister) written and Copyright by Eric Montgomery (@madp03t.bsky.social). All Rights Reserved. Tongue tells tales it shouldn’t tell, tastes of sugar, smoke, and spell. Tangled truths and tricky tunes, tickle hearts and haunt the moons. _what slips between words still burns the mouth_ Tongue turns tender, sharp, and sly, tests the truth, then twists the lie. Talks too much, then bites for fun, tempts the flame, and calls it done. _flavor fades but the sting remembers_ Some tongues pray, some plot, some play, some stay silent, some decay. Every word’s a borrowed lung, every sin has learned a tongue. _silence is the loudest language_
October 20, 2025 at 2:48 PM
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#blueskyrelay #Prompt #Boo
A looping #Viator — part trick, part treat, all tongue-twister. 🦇

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Tongue-Twisting Poem written and Copyright (c) 2025 by Eric Montgomery (@madp03t.bsky.social). All Rights Reserved. Bats bounce, broomsticks brew, black cats blink, they know who’s who. Bones bash barrels, banshees croon, bugs boogie beneath the moon. Bugs boogie beneath the moon, ghosts go giggling out of tune. Gremlins grin, the goblins too, boo becomes a bellowed cue. Boo becomes a bellowed cue, witches wail and warlocks woo. Windows whistle, shutters slam, midnight hums a howling jam. Midnight hums a howling jam, candy chaos, trick-or-scram. Cackles crack, the cauldrons stew, bats bounce, broomsticks brew. *scare or scared, same shadow are they*
October 19, 2025 at 2:56 PM
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Poem written and Copyright (c) 2025 by Eric Montgomery (@madp03t.bsky.social). All Rights Reserved. Stillness wears many faces. A clock forgets to tick, lungs forget their ritual. Electric bones remember rain. Dreams hover in static, every horizon out of reach. Beneath this hush, a whispering current stirs. Light hums through the dark, roots tremble beneath the frost.
October 19, 2025 at 1:35 PM
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Poem written and Copyright (c) 2025 by Eric Montgomery (@madp03t.bsky.social). All Rights Reserved. I whisper where the weather weeps, wake the stones from salted sleep. Walls and will are mine to wear, I wind through veins and wait for air. I swallow sun, I bite the shore, shatter ships, then ask for more. You drink, you drown, you beg, implore, I am thirst, and something more.
October 17, 2025 at 1:59 PM
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Written and Copyright (c) by Eric Montgomery (@madp03t.bsky.social). All Rights Reserved. Manly men make mighty claims, mow their fears and grill their flames. Bench-press feelings, bite the pain, broil regret and call it gain. Growl at sunsets, flex at dawn, shave their shadows, soldier on. Punch the wind to prove they’re tough, weep in secret, call it gruff. *Spit, scratch, sip, repeat.* Boast of brawn, forget their knees, manly’s measured in injuries. Chest hair curls with self-esteem, crying’s banned (except in dream). Manly men with mighty grins, hunt their hearts, yet lose within. *Spit, scratch, sip, repeat.*
October 16, 2025 at 1:06 PM
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Tongue-twisting poem written and Copyright (c) 2025 by Eric Montgomery (@madp03t.bsky.social). All Rights Reserved. Imps improvise in impish crews, impressing minds with muddled cues. Impossible plans in paper shoes, imprint prints that promptly bruise. _truth tumbles fastest when no one’s watching_ Improper prophets preach in pews, imploding plots with borrowed news. Impromptu truths in tangled views, imps just grin, they love the ruse.
October 15, 2025 at 7:15 PM
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Tongue-Twister written by, and Copyright (c) 2025, Eric Montgomery (@madp03t.bsky.social). All Rights Reserved. Jovial jokes jump, jostle, collide, juggling jargon with jaunty pride. Jaded jesters jab and spar, jocular chaos in every bar. *Laughter lingers, sly and sweet,* *a grin too wide to admit defeat.* Jeering, jittery, jumbled tunes, jaws jam joy beneath the moons. Justice laughs, the punchline lands, jumbled minds in joking hands. *Laughter left teeth marks on the dark...*
October 15, 2025 at 1:49 AM
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Poem written and Copyright (c) 2025 by Eric Montgomery (@madp03t.bsky.social). All Rights Reserved. Beneath the noise, the mind still hums, deep veins dream in shadowed drums. Pickaxe thoughts in tunnels groan, each strike sparks a sliver of home. We dig for worth in hollow ground, find fragments where the echoes sound. #Ore or soul, it feels the same, what we extract still bears our name.
October 15, 2025 at 1:26 AM
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#vss365 #prompt #deluxe #writing #skywriters #writingcommunity #microlit
Flash fiction written and Copyright (c) 2025 by Eric Montgomery (@madp03t.bsky.social). All Rights Reserved. The sky over the city runs on schedule. Sunlight uploads at six. A light breeze follows, factory fresh. Rain, when approved, falls in clean gray sheets that dry by morning. Nikki waits by the river gate, a small glass capsule in her hand. The vendor called it the deluxe kind, the kind that hasn’t been filtered or forecast. Inside, the air is alive, restless. She cracks the seal. The wind that spills out smells like rust and pine and something older than both. It moves across the water, gathering shape as it goes. Clouds rise, uneven and thick. The light darkens, not in pixels but in weight. When the first drop hits her cheek, she tastes soil. Then salt. Then rain the way stories used to tell it. People stop in the streets. Some laugh, some cry. No one moves to hide. By dawn, the storm is gone. Workers scrub the puddles from the street, but the reflections stay wet. When Nikki blinks, she still hears thunder, waiting to return.
October 14, 2025 at 2:52 PM