Petra
@petrarcaa.bsky.social
Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance (CS)
Poetry and other words
like music, nature, photography and art
Poetry and other worlds
Poetry and other words
like music, nature, photography and art
Poetry and other worlds
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candle dance
the tick-tick gentle
of the clock
an indigo sky…
i watch the snow
celestial as it falls
and softly so
the tick-tick gentle
of the clock
an indigo sky…
i watch the snow
celestial as it falls
and softly so
November 11, 2025 at 12:43 AM
candle dance
the tick-tick gentle
of the clock
an indigo sky…
i watch the snow
celestial as it falls
and softly so
the tick-tick gentle
of the clock
an indigo sky…
i watch the snow
celestial as it falls
and softly so
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Not the stars. I go out to see
the night's midnight blue
and the deep, empty
spaces in between
- the parting of our fingertips -
inhabited by our loss.
One life is only as close to the next
as the stars appear to us;
as if we could measure it
between our finger
and our thumb.
#poetry
the night's midnight blue
and the deep, empty
spaces in between
- the parting of our fingertips -
inhabited by our loss.
One life is only as close to the next
as the stars appear to us;
as if we could measure it
between our finger
and our thumb.
#poetry
September 9, 2025 at 9:53 PM
Not the stars. I go out to see
the night's midnight blue
and the deep, empty
spaces in between
- the parting of our fingertips -
inhabited by our loss.
One life is only as close to the next
as the stars appear to us;
as if we could measure it
between our finger
and our thumb.
#poetry
the night's midnight blue
and the deep, empty
spaces in between
- the parting of our fingertips -
inhabited by our loss.
One life is only as close to the next
as the stars appear to us;
as if we could measure it
between our finger
and our thumb.
#poetry
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It was the ocean between them
with every color
of the sea,
an entanglement
of storm and depth
of grey and green
and the blue that bound
the two together.
with every color
of the sea,
an entanglement
of storm and depth
of grey and green
and the blue that bound
the two together.
August 14, 2025 at 12:33 PM
It was the ocean between them
with every color
of the sea,
an entanglement
of storm and depth
of grey and green
and the blue that bound
the two together.
with every color
of the sea,
an entanglement
of storm and depth
of grey and green
and the blue that bound
the two together.
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⋅ ˙ . ☽ ˙ . ˙ ⋅
gentle night
gentle night
July 25, 2025 at 1:42 AM
⋅ ˙ . ☽ ˙ . ˙ ⋅
gentle night
gentle night
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july
the month
i sip from
fine china tea cups
filled of blood and sand
the month
i sip from
fine china tea cups
filled of blood and sand
July 1, 2025 at 1:39 AM
july
the month
i sip from
fine china tea cups
filled of blood and sand
the month
i sip from
fine china tea cups
filled of blood and sand
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the soul is where
we touch and heal
explore, remember
selves to self, to other
all the rest is dross
we touch and heal
explore, remember
selves to self, to other
all the rest is dross
June 6, 2025 at 8:48 PM
the soul is where
we touch and heal
explore, remember
selves to self, to other
all the rest is dross
we touch and heal
explore, remember
selves to self, to other
all the rest is dross
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May 5, 2025 at 5:52 PM
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May 6, 2025 at 3:50 PM
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i hold you like the sky
which is to say, you
already live inside
my heart —
(the heart of a bird)
🥀
which is to say, you
already live inside
my heart —
(the heart of a bird)
🥀
May 3, 2025 at 11:04 PM
i hold you like the sky
which is to say, you
already live inside
my heart —
(the heart of a bird)
🥀
which is to say, you
already live inside
my heart —
(the heart of a bird)
🥀
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after all that's
happened to me
in this i believe—
sometimes ghosts
are angels and
darkness is
light...
Stephen Spera
happened to me
in this i believe—
sometimes ghosts
are angels and
darkness is
light...
Stephen Spera
May 3, 2025 at 9:04 PM
after all that's
happened to me
in this i believe—
sometimes ghosts
are angels and
darkness is
light...
Stephen Spera
happened to me
in this i believe—
sometimes ghosts
are angels and
darkness is
light...
Stephen Spera
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Always speaking
with intention—
Ancestral sky.
with intention—
Ancestral sky.
May 3, 2025 at 9:21 PM
Always speaking
with intention—
Ancestral sky.
with intention—
Ancestral sky.
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a normal day
with things to do
left undone
a crash of thunder
the sadness returns
#NaTankaMo #MayTanka
with things to do
left undone
a crash of thunder
the sadness returns
#NaTankaMo #MayTanka
May 2, 2025 at 6:18 PM
a normal day
with things to do
left undone
a crash of thunder
the sadness returns
#NaTankaMo #MayTanka
with things to do
left undone
a crash of thunder
the sadness returns
#NaTankaMo #MayTanka
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once a lifetime
a string of words
comes along
decadent, exotic
timeless and
one of a kind
the ones that
draw your soul
into another dimension
where dreams
are made of
moonlight and
eternal spring
a string of words
comes along
decadent, exotic
timeless and
one of a kind
the ones that
draw your soul
into another dimension
where dreams
are made of
moonlight and
eternal spring
May 2, 2025 at 12:36 AM
once a lifetime
a string of words
comes along
decadent, exotic
timeless and
one of a kind
the ones that
draw your soul
into another dimension
where dreams
are made of
moonlight and
eternal spring
a string of words
comes along
decadent, exotic
timeless and
one of a kind
the ones that
draw your soul
into another dimension
where dreams
are made of
moonlight and
eternal spring
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Let me
kiss it better
the emptiness
that consumes you
my Love,
the light of my heart
penetrating
radiating
replenishing
with
laser-focused
potency
We will
never know
its like again.
Surrender.
kiss it better
the emptiness
that consumes you
my Love,
the light of my heart
penetrating
radiating
replenishing
with
laser-focused
potency
We will
never know
its like again.
Surrender.
April 21, 2025 at 12:20 AM
Let me
kiss it better
the emptiness
that consumes you
my Love,
the light of my heart
penetrating
radiating
replenishing
with
laser-focused
potency
We will
never know
its like again.
Surrender.
kiss it better
the emptiness
that consumes you
my Love,
the light of my heart
penetrating
radiating
replenishing
with
laser-focused
potency
We will
never know
its like again.
Surrender.
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i look at the clouds and feel
the delicate dreams of birds
📷 Elizabthe Gadd
soft departure
the delicate dreams of birds
📷 Elizabthe Gadd
soft departure
April 19, 2025 at 7:42 PM
i look at the clouds and feel
the delicate dreams of birds
📷 Elizabthe Gadd
soft departure
the delicate dreams of birds
📷 Elizabthe Gadd
soft departure
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My love didn’t flinch, even when yours faded….
April 16, 2025 at 12:06 PM
My love didn’t flinch, even when yours faded….
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April 16, 2025 at 12:03 PM
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the sun is bright
birds sing
the ghost
lives in my bones
if only
you had said
goodbye
touched with
one last kiss
I could survive
birds sing
the ghost
lives in my bones
if only
you had said
goodbye
touched with
one last kiss
I could survive
April 16, 2025 at 12:11 PM
the sun is bright
birds sing
the ghost
lives in my bones
if only
you had said
goodbye
touched with
one last kiss
I could survive
birds sing
the ghost
lives in my bones
if only
you had said
goodbye
touched with
one last kiss
I could survive
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I'll hold you up
when you think
you're ready to fall
when you think
you're ready to fall
April 16, 2025 at 12:15 PM
I'll hold you up
when you think
you're ready to fall
when you think
you're ready to fall
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Alesya von Meer
The Subtle Body
The Subtle Body
April 12, 2025 at 7:13 PM
Alesya von Meer
The Subtle Body
The Subtle Body