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Raymond B. Steinmetz
@raymonds-towers.bsky.social
Seattle-born farmboy,
Madrid-forged,
Europe-tempered,
Poet & Prose Smith,
Songcrafter, Digital Artist,
Frankie Laine’s kin—
Dancer of language,
Wanderer of words.

#writer #poet #microwriting #creativewriting
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Old books unfold
that what is read
outlives what is spoken.

#BlueSkyPoetry #prompt old books #BSPP47 #amwriting #writingCommunity #poetry #poem
November 17, 2025 at 10:51 PM
Woolen socks insist
that small rituals
bear the gravity
of memory.

#BlueSkyPoetry #prompt woolen socks #BSPP47 #amwriting #writingCommunity #poetry #poem
November 17, 2025 at 10:41 PM
Folding hands
reveals that
waiting
becomes
wisdom
the moment
you acknowledge it.

#BlueSkyPoetry #prompt folding hands #BSPP47 #amwriting #writingCommunity #poetry #poem
November 17, 2025 at 10:27 PM
Golden shimmer teaches
that brightness matters most
when it appears without intention.

#BlueSkyPoetry #prompt golden shimmer #BSPP47 #amwriting #writingCommunity #poetry #poem
November 17, 2025 at 8:26 PM
Dull twilight suggests
truth is easier to face
when brightness steps aside.

#BlueSkyPoetry #prompt dull twilight #BSPP47 #amwriting #writingCommunity #poetry #poem
November 17, 2025 at 8:22 PM
Tea steam claims
every small comfort
is a philosophy
disguised as warmth.

#BlueSkyPoetry #prompt tea steam #BSPP47 #amwriting #writingCommunity #poetry #poem
November 17, 2025 at 8:05 PM
November 17, 2025 at 2:29 PM
Lean preferences
are the wind’s steady leaning,
the gentle pull of weathered air,
a drift shaping each choice’s sway,
where inclination bends like tall reeds
yielding to a familiar push.

#firewords280 #prompt lean preferences #writingcommunity #amwriting
November 17, 2025 at 2:11 PM
November 16, 2025 at 10:58 PM
Music is music—
a global language
forever speaking through us.

#WIPSnips #prompt #global #WriteSky #AmWriting #WritingCommunity
November 16, 2025 at 10:35 PM
Sunlight spills through
verdant French doors,
casting soft mosaics
across the summer table.
Plates and crystal wait—
mute keepers of warm ritual.
In the kitchen, Mother tends
to the finishing touches,
savoring the hush before
gathering everyone to eat.

#WIPSnips #prompt #crystal #WritingCommunity
November 16, 2025 at 10:29 PM
Acceptance isn’t surrender.
It’s like giving a bemused
nod to our life’s messiness.
Embracing flaws—
like my perennial lack of direction—
frees us from judgment,
letting us laugh at
our imperfections
and stumble forward
with less baggage.

#WIPSnips #prompt #direction #AmWriting #WritingCommunity
November 16, 2025 at 10:25 PM
In the virgin snow's embrace,
tread where no other has.
Each step, a testament to
your unique journey.
For in the uncharted,
beauty unfolds, and the
whispers of snow declare,
"You are the author of footsteps,
a special chapter in winter's silent tale."

#WIPSnips #prompt #special #WritingCommunity
November 16, 2025 at 10:22 PM
I listened impatiently to Bob
as he went on about work.
This was our third date now
and I wanted to know more about “him”
and not his stupid job.
Adronitis made me fidget in my sit
as I tried to contain myself.
Time's wasting - let’s get to the good stuff!

#WIPSnips #prompt #third #WritingCommunity
November 16, 2025 at 10:17 PM
November 16, 2025 at 5:24 PM
November 16, 2025 at 5:21 PM
“Wilted Walls”

The erosion of once-sturdy defenses,
reflecting how time and neglect wear
away at emotional or physical barriers.
They illustrate the inevitable decline
of strength and resilience,
emphasizing the transient nature of
human fortifications and endurance.

@fravery.bsky.social #poetry
November 15, 2025 at 7:32 PM
November 15, 2025 at 7:30 PM
Garnished tension
glints in a polite smile,
polished like cutlery
set out for guests
who will feel the chill
beneath the shine.

#firewords280 #prompt garnished tension #writingcommunity #amwriting
November 15, 2025 at 3:09 PM
The night had drained
itself of color,
staining my bedroom
with its own muted palette.
I moved toward the bed
with the cadence
of the barely awake,
shoulders folding inward
as I drew back the covers.
My head pleaded for rest,
longing to disappear
into the waiting pillow.

#vssdaily #prompt #pillow
November 15, 2025 at 10:21 AM
Progress is failure’s next breath,
the inconvenient wheeze after
tripping over life’s untied laces.
It’s the moment you realize your
grand plan was a paper airplane,
best admired as it crashes
spectacularly in a neighbor’s yard.

#WIPSnips #prompt #progress #WriteSky #AmWriting #WritingCommunity
November 15, 2025 at 10:14 AM
Mellow piano music
drifted along the
bare walls and
hardwood floors,
casting a delicate,
fluttering echo
through the
sparsely furnished
beach house.
Sweet, dark,
rounded tones
moved with
unhurried grace
through each room
before slipping
quietly out
the open windows.

#penstricken #prompt #piano
November 15, 2025 at 10:11 AM
Abracadabra,
let giggles bloom,
with a zippity zap,
in a joyful room.
Whirlybirds whirl
and tiddlywinks soar,
tickling stars
in a gleeful uproar,
where sprightly dreams
in candy skies zoom!

#2WordPrompt with room #writingcommunity #amwriting
November 15, 2025 at 10:06 AM
The modern drapes itself
in the garments of the past,
archaic emulation folded
into every gesture—
resting on screens instead of palms,
tracing smiles through glass,
longing for warmth
woven through wires.

#firewords280 #prompt archaic emulation #writingcommunity #amwriting
November 13, 2025 at 2:29 PM