Robb Tyler
@robbtyler.bsky.social
⊱it’s a sloppy thing being human⊰
sometimes
it looks like
bright flags
and laughter
other times
it’s like tall
walls and
dead iron,
but sometimes
the greatest
act of defiance
we can conjure
is to bloom and
blossom, unfold
in our full color,
wherever we’re
able to find
the cracks.
it looks like
bright flags
and laughter
other times
it’s like tall
walls and
dead iron,
but sometimes
the greatest
act of defiance
we can conjure
is to bloom and
blossom, unfold
in our full color,
wherever we’re
able to find
the cracks.
June 17, 2025 at 12:56 AM
sometimes
it looks like
bright flags
and laughter
other times
it’s like tall
walls and
dead iron,
but sometimes
the greatest
act of defiance
we can conjure
is to bloom and
blossom, unfold
in our full color,
wherever we’re
able to find
the cracks.
it looks like
bright flags
and laughter
other times
it’s like tall
walls and
dead iron,
but sometimes
the greatest
act of defiance
we can conjure
is to bloom and
blossom, unfold
in our full color,
wherever we’re
able to find
the cracks.
... because life has
only the meaning
we choose to
give it,
how terrible
and wonderful
to be the cause
and the answer
for all our
desperate
prayers.
only the meaning
we choose to
give it,
how terrible
and wonderful
to be the cause
and the answer
for all our
desperate
prayers.
June 4, 2025 at 6:22 PM
... because life has
only the meaning
we choose to
give it,
how terrible
and wonderful
to be the cause
and the answer
for all our
desperate
prayers.
only the meaning
we choose to
give it,
how terrible
and wonderful
to be the cause
and the answer
for all our
desperate
prayers.
we’re so
lost now
we can’t
even say
just how
lost we
really
are,
we
can’t
remember
where we started
lost now
we can’t
even say
just how
lost we
really
are,
we
can’t
remember
where we started
June 2, 2025 at 11:07 PM
we’re so
lost now
we can’t
even say
just how
lost we
really
are,
we
can’t
remember
where we started
lost now
we can’t
even say
just how
lost we
really
are,
we
can’t
remember
where we started
I’ve been looking
so long at these
almost pictures
of a bird that
I’ve come to
feel they’re
real rather
than just
rhyming
across
time
as
way-
points
on our
shared
maps &
journals,
description
and memory
are always
empty tombs
of what was
never is.
so long at these
almost pictures
of a bird that
I’ve come to
feel they’re
real rather
than just
rhyming
across
time
as
way-
points
on our
shared
maps &
journals,
description
and memory
are always
empty tombs
of what was
never is.
May 29, 2025 at 6:56 PM
I’ve been looking
so long at these
almost pictures
of a bird that
I’ve come to
feel they’re
real rather
than just
rhyming
across
time
as
way-
points
on our
shared
maps &
journals,
description
and memory
are always
empty tombs
of what was
never is.
so long at these
almost pictures
of a bird that
I’ve come to
feel they’re
real rather
than just
rhyming
across
time
as
way-
points
on our
shared
maps &
journals,
description
and memory
are always
empty tombs
of what was
never is.
...sometimes it feels
like scrawling notes
on a burning wall...
adding to
the ashes
for future
rummagers
& armchair
archeologists
to sift.
like scrawling notes
on a burning wall...
adding to
the ashes
for future
rummagers
& armchair
archeologists
to sift.
May 28, 2025 at 5:45 PM
...sometimes it feels
like scrawling notes
on a burning wall...
adding to
the ashes
for future
rummagers
& armchair
archeologists
to sift.
like scrawling notes
on a burning wall...
adding to
the ashes
for future
rummagers
& armchair
archeologists
to sift.
sun burnt
old bones,
dried out
branches,
and rusty
bits of
metal
all
piled
and
hung
like
almost
art
old bones,
dried out
branches,
and rusty
bits of
metal
all
piled
and
hung
like
almost
art
May 7, 2025 at 7:07 PM
sun burnt
old bones,
dried out
branches,
and rusty
bits of
metal
all
piled
and
hung
like
almost
art
old bones,
dried out
branches,
and rusty
bits of
metal
all
piled
and
hung
like
almost
art
The devil
is in the details
‘cause that’s where
we all have to
live it,
down in
the seconds
as they stretch
into hours,
down
in these details of
rain drops smearing
across windshields
& catching little sparks
of street lights as she drives away from
them while he
still sits still
beside
her
is in the details
‘cause that’s where
we all have to
live it,
down in
the seconds
as they stretch
into hours,
down
in these details of
rain drops smearing
across windshields
& catching little sparks
of street lights as she drives away from
them while he
still sits still
beside
her
April 1, 2025 at 9:48 PM
The devil
is in the details
‘cause that’s where
we all have to
live it,
down in
the seconds
as they stretch
into hours,
down
in these details of
rain drops smearing
across windshields
& catching little sparks
of street lights as she drives away from
them while he
still sits still
beside
her
is in the details
‘cause that’s where
we all have to
live it,
down in
the seconds
as they stretch
into hours,
down
in these details of
rain drops smearing
across windshields
& catching little sparks
of street lights as she drives away from
them while he
still sits still
beside
her
No.37
Ever and again he finds
flotsam rolling in the surf,
stooping, calls it “self”
#poem #poetry
#americansentences
#haiku #art #writing #folkart
#seaside #flowoflife #flotsam
#makingupmyself
Ever and again he finds
flotsam rolling in the surf,
stooping, calls it “self”
#poem #poetry
#americansentences
#haiku #art #writing #folkart
#seaside #flowoflife #flotsam
#makingupmyself
March 31, 2025 at 11:23 PM
No.37
Ever and again he finds
flotsam rolling in the surf,
stooping, calls it “self”
#poem #poetry
#americansentences
#haiku #art #writing #folkart
#seaside #flowoflife #flotsam
#makingupmyself
Ever and again he finds
flotsam rolling in the surf,
stooping, calls it “self”
#poem #poetry
#americansentences
#haiku #art #writing #folkart
#seaside #flowoflife #flotsam
#makingupmyself
We are
the reluctant
gardeners
but
we owe ourselves
& our children
better tools
the reluctant
gardeners
but
we owe ourselves
& our children
better tools
March 27, 2025 at 7:22 PM
We are
the reluctant
gardeners
but
we owe ourselves
& our children
better tools
the reluctant
gardeners
but
we owe ourselves
& our children
better tools
No.36
Thick ceiling fan throb,
crisp hum of wires in the walls-
somethings can’t be shared
#poem #poetry
#americansentences
#haiku #art #writing #folkart
#postmodernsoundtrack
#emptyroom #alone
#happyalone
Thick ceiling fan throb,
crisp hum of wires in the walls-
somethings can’t be shared
#poem #poetry
#americansentences
#haiku #art #writing #folkart
#postmodernsoundtrack
#emptyroom #alone
#happyalone
March 26, 2025 at 5:01 PM
No.36
Thick ceiling fan throb,
crisp hum of wires in the walls-
somethings can’t be shared
#poem #poetry
#americansentences
#haiku #art #writing #folkart
#postmodernsoundtrack
#emptyroom #alone
#happyalone
Thick ceiling fan throb,
crisp hum of wires in the walls-
somethings can’t be shared
#poem #poetry
#americansentences
#haiku #art #writing #folkart
#postmodernsoundtrack
#emptyroom #alone
#happyalone
Writing haiku
on demand
and
bringing our
kinda’ games
on demand
and
bringing our
kinda’ games
March 23, 2025 at 3:13 AM
Writing haiku
on demand
and
bringing our
kinda’ games
on demand
and
bringing our
kinda’ games
No.35
Birds can not tell us
how to grow feathers or fly-
still, we need their songs
#poem #poetry
#americansentences
#poetryliveswhereveritsread
#haiku #art #writing #folkart
#birds #augury #beauty
#beautyforbeautysake
#birdsongs
Birds can not tell us
how to grow feathers or fly-
still, we need their songs
#poem #poetry
#americansentences
#poetryliveswhereveritsread
#haiku #art #writing #folkart
#birds #augury #beauty
#beautyforbeautysake
#birdsongs
March 20, 2025 at 5:17 PM
No.35
Birds can not tell us
how to grow feathers or fly-
still, we need their songs
#poem #poetry
#americansentences
#poetryliveswhereveritsread
#haiku #art #writing #folkart
#birds #augury #beauty
#beautyforbeautysake
#birdsongs
Birds can not tell us
how to grow feathers or fly-
still, we need their songs
#poem #poetry
#americansentences
#poetryliveswhereveritsread
#haiku #art #writing #folkart
#birds #augury #beauty
#beautyforbeautysake
#birdsongs
No.34
My Children’s children
will live under a night sky
alien as mars
#poem #poetry
#americansentences
#poetryliveswhereveritsread
#haiku #art #writing #folkart
#rocketlaunch #spacex #futureshock #backyard
#nightsky #augury
My Children’s children
will live under a night sky
alien as mars
#poem #poetry
#americansentences
#poetryliveswhereveritsread
#haiku #art #writing #folkart
#rocketlaunch #spacex #futureshock #backyard
#nightsky #augury
March 18, 2025 at 2:21 AM
No.34
My Children’s children
will live under a night sky
alien as mars
#poem #poetry
#americansentences
#poetryliveswhereveritsread
#haiku #art #writing #folkart
#rocketlaunch #spacex #futureshock #backyard
#nightsky #augury
My Children’s children
will live under a night sky
alien as mars
#poem #poetry
#americansentences
#poetryliveswhereveritsread
#haiku #art #writing #folkart
#rocketlaunch #spacex #futureshock #backyard
#nightsky #augury
If I were
you
and
you
were me,
we’d still
never be
enough
for one
another
and
that’s
fine.
However,
if I were me,
but REALLY me
and you were you
but really, truly you,
we’d find our
way to far
softer &
content,
like well-
fed child-
ren in a
garden
you
and
you
were me,
we’d still
never be
enough
for one
another
and
that’s
fine.
However,
if I were me,
but REALLY me
and you were you
but really, truly you,
we’d find our
way to far
softer &
content,
like well-
fed child-
ren in a
garden
March 17, 2025 at 1:42 AM
If I were
you
and
you
were me,
we’d still
never be
enough
for one
another
and
that’s
fine.
However,
if I were me,
but REALLY me
and you were you
but really, truly you,
we’d find our
way to far
softer &
content,
like well-
fed child-
ren in a
garden
you
and
you
were me,
we’d still
never be
enough
for one
another
and
that’s
fine.
However,
if I were me,
but REALLY me
and you were you
but really, truly you,
we’d find our
way to far
softer &
content,
like well-
fed child-
ren in a
garden
ablutions
in a mud
puddle
might
wash
mites
away
but
this bird
has threats
much larger
than a mite
but
his clan has
no song of
these threats
that they can
sing and
so
he’s
never
dreamt
of them.
in a mud
puddle
might
wash
mites
away
but
this bird
has threats
much larger
than a mite
but
his clan has
no song of
these threats
that they can
sing and
so
he’s
never
dreamt
of them.
March 16, 2025 at 4:54 AM
ablutions
in a mud
puddle
might
wash
mites
away
but
this bird
has threats
much larger
than a mite
but
his clan has
no song of
these threats
that they can
sing and
so
he’s
never
dreamt
of them.
in a mud
puddle
might
wash
mites
away
but
this bird
has threats
much larger
than a mite
but
his clan has
no song of
these threats
that they can
sing and
so
he’s
never
dreamt
of them.
I chuckle
with full,
wet eyes
and watch
myself molt
right back
into me.
#poetry
#poem
#mistakes
#doitagain
#parenting
#itsasloppythingbeinghuman
#poetryliveswhereveritsread
with full,
wet eyes
and watch
myself molt
right back
into me.
#poetry
#poem
#mistakes
#doitagain
#parenting
#itsasloppythingbeinghuman
#poetryliveswhereveritsread
March 13, 2025 at 9:18 PM
I chuckle
with full,
wet eyes
and watch
myself molt
right back
into me.
#poetry
#poem
#mistakes
#doitagain
#parenting
#itsasloppythingbeinghuman
#poetryliveswhereveritsread
with full,
wet eyes
and watch
myself molt
right back
into me.
#poetry
#poem
#mistakes
#doitagain
#parenting
#itsasloppythingbeinghuman
#poetryliveswhereveritsread
No.32
This myth of straight lines
and guides that can be trusted
finds us lost again
#poem #poetry
#americansentences
#haiku #art #writing #folkart
#usa #2025 #interestigtimes #falseidols #lostourway
This myth of straight lines
and guides that can be trusted
finds us lost again
#poem #poetry
#americansentences
#haiku #art #writing #folkart
#usa #2025 #interestigtimes #falseidols #lostourway
March 11, 2025 at 8:21 PM
No.32
This myth of straight lines
and guides that can be trusted
finds us lost again
#poem #poetry
#americansentences
#haiku #art #writing #folkart
#usa #2025 #interestigtimes #falseidols #lostourway
This myth of straight lines
and guides that can be trusted
finds us lost again
#poem #poetry
#americansentences
#haiku #art #writing #folkart
#usa #2025 #interestigtimes #falseidols #lostourway
I found
this timeworn
treasure of
words
while
wandering
and
wondering
with dusty friends
on wabi sabi streets.
It’s settled
into place
in both my
heart and
home;
It is a terribly
human thing,
each turn of
page finds
me staring
at
myself
this timeworn
treasure of
words
while
wandering
and
wondering
with dusty friends
on wabi sabi streets.
It’s settled
into place
in both my
heart and
home;
It is a terribly
human thing,
each turn of
page finds
me staring
at
myself
March 8, 2025 at 2:01 AM
I found
this timeworn
treasure of
words
while
wandering
and
wondering
with dusty friends
on wabi sabi streets.
It’s settled
into place
in both my
heart and
home;
It is a terribly
human thing,
each turn of
page finds
me staring
at
myself
this timeworn
treasure of
words
while
wandering
and
wondering
with dusty friends
on wabi sabi streets.
It’s settled
into place
in both my
heart and
home;
It is a terribly
human thing,
each turn of
page finds
me staring
at
myself
still
there’s
this photo,
like desert
dry bones,
daring me
stop with
pretending
tomorrow
always
comes
after
today
and it’s
marked
down to
half price,
which only
proves its
point
there’s
this photo,
like desert
dry bones,
daring me
stop with
pretending
tomorrow
always
comes
after
today
and it’s
marked
down to
half price,
which only
proves its
point
March 7, 2025 at 5:13 AM
still
there’s
this photo,
like desert
dry bones,
daring me
stop with
pretending
tomorrow
always
comes
after
today
and it’s
marked
down to
half price,
which only
proves its
point
there’s
this photo,
like desert
dry bones,
daring me
stop with
pretending
tomorrow
always
comes
after
today
and it’s
marked
down to
half price,
which only
proves its
point
🚨
then,
this paced poem
of passionless
prognostication,
preparation for
known perils…
Like an ode
to ALL the
buses we
didn’t even
know we
were on
until long
after we
should’ve
been gone…
#poem #poetry #foundart
#safety #interestingtimes
#usa #americatoday
#firedrill
then,
this paced poem
of passionless
prognostication,
preparation for
known perils…
Like an ode
to ALL the
buses we
didn’t even
know we
were on
until long
after we
should’ve
been gone…
#poem #poetry #foundart
#safety #interestingtimes
#usa #americatoday
#firedrill
March 5, 2025 at 10:45 PM
🚨
then,
this paced poem
of passionless
prognostication,
preparation for
known perils…
Like an ode
to ALL the
buses we
didn’t even
know we
were on
until long
after we
should’ve
been gone…
#poem #poetry #foundart
#safety #interestingtimes
#usa #americatoday
#firedrill
then,
this paced poem
of passionless
prognostication,
preparation for
known perils…
Like an ode
to ALL the
buses we
didn’t even
know we
were on
until long
after we
should’ve
been gone…
#poem #poetry #foundart
#safety #interestingtimes
#usa #americatoday
#firedrill
No.31
He has built cages
of the passing years to hold
unremembered dreams
#poem #poetry
#americansentences
#poetryliveswhereveritsread
#haiku #art #writing #folkart
#birds #cages
He has built cages
of the passing years to hold
unremembered dreams
#poem #poetry
#americansentences
#poetryliveswhereveritsread
#haiku #art #writing #folkart
#birds #cages
March 3, 2025 at 10:20 PM
No.31
He has built cages
of the passing years to hold
unremembered dreams
#poem #poetry
#americansentences
#poetryliveswhereveritsread
#haiku #art #writing #folkart
#birds #cages
He has built cages
of the passing years to hold
unremembered dreams
#poem #poetry
#americansentences
#poetryliveswhereveritsread
#haiku #art #writing #folkart
#birds #cages
I’ve wanted yellow boots
since my early twenties…
life took some turns and
they just didn’t fit in my
world for almost a lifetime
and change…
they do now
and I’m just
delighted on
a dozen fronts!
since my early twenties…
life took some turns and
they just didn’t fit in my
world for almost a lifetime
and change…
they do now
and I’m just
delighted on
a dozen fronts!
March 3, 2025 at 9:51 PM
I’ve wanted yellow boots
since my early twenties…
life took some turns and
they just didn’t fit in my
world for almost a lifetime
and change…
they do now
and I’m just
delighted on
a dozen fronts!
since my early twenties…
life took some turns and
they just didn’t fit in my
world for almost a lifetime
and change…
they do now
and I’m just
delighted on
a dozen fronts!