Oakflesh 🌳
@oakflesh.bsky.social
Under a cloudy sky, lost in the trees, sleeping in a field of clovers.
Canadian. Poet. #Illhueminati. Let us return to a time when simple colours spoke beautiful words.
Canadian. Poet. #Illhueminati. Let us return to a time when simple colours spoke beautiful words.
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Oakflesh 🌳
@oakflesh.bsky.social
· Nov 17
Hello. My name is Oakflesh.
I started this account because I miss the old hue accounts of Twitter and the poetry they inspired. So, here I am, and here you are.
#poetry #poet #poetrycommunity #illhueminati
I started this account because I miss the old hue accounts of Twitter and the poetry they inspired. So, here I am, and here you are.
#poetry #poet #poetrycommunity #illhueminati
sometimes
I think I stare off into the distance
Dreaming of someday
Because I’m too scared
Of letting myself enjoy today
I think I stare off into the distance
Dreaming of someday
Because I’m too scared
Of letting myself enjoy today
April 1, 2025 at 8:30 PM
sometimes
I think I stare off into the distance
Dreaming of someday
Because I’m too scared
Of letting myself enjoy today
I think I stare off into the distance
Dreaming of someday
Because I’m too scared
Of letting myself enjoy today
the longing in my bones
grows as short as winter days
never quite gone
but sometimes less
like the end of the year
and when you are near
#illhueminati #poetry
grows as short as winter days
never quite gone
but sometimes less
like the end of the year
and when you are near
#illhueminati #poetry
February 10, 2025 at 1:38 AM
the longing in my bones
grows as short as winter days
never quite gone
but sometimes less
like the end of the year
and when you are near
#illhueminati #poetry
grows as short as winter days
never quite gone
but sometimes less
like the end of the year
and when you are near
#illhueminati #poetry
December 28, 2024 at 10:01 PM
December 10, 2024 at 7:02 PM
sometimes i wonder
if i'll ever be good enough
to be desired in the fullness
of someone else's love
#illhueminati #micropoem #poetry
if i'll ever be good enough
to be desired in the fullness
of someone else's love
#illhueminati #micropoem #poetry
December 10, 2024 at 2:12 PM
sometimes i wonder
if i'll ever be good enough
to be desired in the fullness
of someone else's love
#illhueminati #micropoem #poetry
if i'll ever be good enough
to be desired in the fullness
of someone else's love
#illhueminati #micropoem #poetry
December 7, 2024 at 7:24 PM
perhaps my biggest fear
is that when i am gone.
you will not look for me
in the quiet of the house
at night; you will not call
for me as you stir awake.
you will flip your pillow
and go back to sleep
#illhueminati #poetry
is that when i am gone.
you will not look for me
in the quiet of the house
at night; you will not call
for me as you stir awake.
you will flip your pillow
and go back to sleep
#illhueminati #poetry
December 5, 2024 at 5:14 AM
perhaps my biggest fear
is that when i am gone.
you will not look for me
in the quiet of the house
at night; you will not call
for me as you stir awake.
you will flip your pillow
and go back to sleep
#illhueminati #poetry
is that when i am gone.
you will not look for me
in the quiet of the house
at night; you will not call
for me as you stir awake.
you will flip your pillow
and go back to sleep
#illhueminati #poetry
December 1, 2024 at 5:52 PM
my soul yearns
for things it cannot comprehend
like tides to the moon
it wants all that it cannot have
#illhueminati #poetry #micropoem
for things it cannot comprehend
like tides to the moon
it wants all that it cannot have
#illhueminati #poetry #micropoem
November 27, 2024 at 5:56 PM
my soul yearns
for things it cannot comprehend
like tides to the moon
it wants all that it cannot have
#illhueminati #poetry #micropoem
for things it cannot comprehend
like tides to the moon
it wants all that it cannot have
#illhueminati #poetry #micropoem
November 24, 2024 at 5:44 PM
i keep cutting myself apart
rearranging the pieces
but never happy with
the jigsaw's image
#illhueminati #micropoem #poetry
rearranging the pieces
but never happy with
the jigsaw's image
#illhueminati #micropoem #poetry
November 22, 2024 at 7:54 PM
i keep cutting myself apart
rearranging the pieces
but never happy with
the jigsaw's image
#illhueminati #micropoem #poetry
rearranging the pieces
but never happy with
the jigsaw's image
#illhueminati #micropoem #poetry
maybe the rain
will cleanse me
of all misdeeds
or it will drown me
but in either case
it will set me free
#illhueminati #poetry #micropoem
will cleanse me
of all misdeeds
or it will drown me
but in either case
it will set me free
#illhueminati #poetry #micropoem
November 22, 2024 at 2:06 PM
maybe the rain
will cleanse me
of all misdeeds
or it will drown me
but in either case
it will set me free
#illhueminati #poetry #micropoem
will cleanse me
of all misdeeds
or it will drown me
but in either case
it will set me free
#illhueminati #poetry #micropoem
November 22, 2024 at 1:37 AM
November 21, 2024 at 8:29 PM
i miss playing under dull skies
until the artificial sunlights
flooded our streets orange
and my mother yelled
that supper was ready
it was simpler then, fuller
#illhueminati #poetry
until the artificial sunlights
flooded our streets orange
and my mother yelled
that supper was ready
it was simpler then, fuller
#illhueminati #poetry
November 21, 2024 at 5:46 PM
i miss playing under dull skies
until the artificial sunlights
flooded our streets orange
and my mother yelled
that supper was ready
it was simpler then, fuller
#illhueminati #poetry
until the artificial sunlights
flooded our streets orange
and my mother yelled
that supper was ready
it was simpler then, fuller
#illhueminati #poetry
sometimes i worry
that all the love i thought
i felt for anybody
was based on make believe
like i've never felt true love
like i'm still waiting for
lightning to strike
and send those fireworks
through my bones
#illhueminati #poetry
that all the love i thought
i felt for anybody
was based on make believe
like i've never felt true love
like i'm still waiting for
lightning to strike
and send those fireworks
through my bones
#illhueminati #poetry
November 21, 2024 at 1:08 AM
sometimes i worry
that all the love i thought
i felt for anybody
was based on make believe
like i've never felt true love
like i'm still waiting for
lightning to strike
and send those fireworks
through my bones
#illhueminati #poetry
that all the love i thought
i felt for anybody
was based on make believe
like i've never felt true love
like i'm still waiting for
lightning to strike
and send those fireworks
through my bones
#illhueminati #poetry
i am losing myself
caught between
everything i am
and everything
i a m n o t
#illhueminati #poetry #micropoem
caught between
everything i am
and everything
i a m n o t
#illhueminati #poetry #micropoem
November 20, 2024 at 2:31 PM
i am losing myself
caught between
everything i am
and everything
i a m n o t
#illhueminati #poetry #micropoem
caught between
everything i am
and everything
i a m n o t
#illhueminati #poetry #micropoem
like magma in the crust
there is a deep sadness
sitting in the core of me
and it burns me entirely
#illhueminati #micropoem #poetry
there is a deep sadness
sitting in the core of me
and it burns me entirely
#illhueminati #micropoem #poetry
November 20, 2024 at 2:50 AM
like magma in the crust
there is a deep sadness
sitting in the core of me
and it burns me entirely
#illhueminati #micropoem #poetry
there is a deep sadness
sitting in the core of me
and it burns me entirely
#illhueminati #micropoem #poetry
oh god
kiss me like you used to
make me
remember how it felt
to be
so much more than myself
#illhueminati #micropoem #poetry
kiss me like you used to
make me
remember how it felt
to be
so much more than myself
#illhueminati #micropoem #poetry
November 20, 2024 at 12:45 AM
oh god
kiss me like you used to
make me
remember how it felt
to be
so much more than myself
#illhueminati #micropoem #poetry
kiss me like you used to
make me
remember how it felt
to be
so much more than myself
#illhueminati #micropoem #poetry
time and time again
i find myself here
where air is clear
and i have no fear
#illhueminati #poetry #micropoem
i find myself here
where air is clear
and i have no fear
#illhueminati #poetry #micropoem
November 19, 2024 at 10:57 PM
time and time again
i find myself here
where air is clear
and i have no fear
#illhueminati #poetry #micropoem
i find myself here
where air is clear
and i have no fear
#illhueminati #poetry #micropoem
“You make me feel like a person.
Like I'm me... and I'm beautiful.”
“You are beautiful. You're the
most beautiful girl in the world.”
Like I'm me... and I'm beautiful.”
“You are beautiful. You're the
most beautiful girl in the world.”
November 19, 2024 at 11:16 AM
“You make me feel like a person.
Like I'm me... and I'm beautiful.”
“You are beautiful. You're the
most beautiful girl in the world.”
Like I'm me... and I'm beautiful.”
“You are beautiful. You're the
most beautiful girl in the world.”
November 18, 2024 at 8:03 PM
i will lie in the mud
until the moss wraps
me up like a blanket
on cold autumn eves
with a pillow made
of twigs and leaves
i will die come morn
but here is where i live
#illhueminati #micropoem #poetrycommunity
until the moss wraps
me up like a blanket
on cold autumn eves
with a pillow made
of twigs and leaves
i will die come morn
but here is where i live
#illhueminati #micropoem #poetrycommunity
November 18, 2024 at 5:01 PM
i will lie in the mud
until the moss wraps
me up like a blanket
on cold autumn eves
with a pillow made
of twigs and leaves
i will die come morn
but here is where i live
#illhueminati #micropoem #poetrycommunity
until the moss wraps
me up like a blanket
on cold autumn eves
with a pillow made
of twigs and leaves
i will die come morn
but here is where i live
#illhueminati #micropoem #poetrycommunity
November 18, 2024 at 12:21 AM
tendrils above, a willow
my back sopped in mud
it reminds me of home
of sleeping in on sunday
and then
my mother yelling from
downstairs
#illhueminati #micropoetry #poetrycommunity
my back sopped in mud
it reminds me of home
of sleeping in on sunday
and then
my mother yelling from
downstairs
#illhueminati #micropoetry #poetrycommunity
November 17, 2024 at 6:46 PM
tendrils above, a willow
my back sopped in mud
it reminds me of home
of sleeping in on sunday
and then
my mother yelling from
downstairs
#illhueminati #micropoetry #poetrycommunity
my back sopped in mud
it reminds me of home
of sleeping in on sunday
and then
my mother yelling from
downstairs
#illhueminati #micropoetry #poetrycommunity