Skylewriting
@skylewriting.bsky.social
Author, journalist, published poet. Currently close to finishing my next book, a novel. Loves coffee. https://www.amazon.com/Other-Side-Beach-Light/dp/1913432386/ref=sr_1_1?keywords=on+the+other+side+of+the+beach&qid=1672609528&sr=8-1
“Come on, kiss me before you leave! You turn around on that first step down from our flat and we fall into the abyss of love together, a kiss that lasts an eternity and one breath. You smile as you dance down the stairs. How could our life ever be more than this?”
– Daniel Skyle
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– Daniel Skyle
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November 12, 2025 at 8:01 PM
“Come on, kiss me before you leave! You turn around on that first step down from our flat and we fall into the abyss of love together, a kiss that lasts an eternity and one breath. You smile as you dance down the stairs. How could our life ever be more than this?”
– Daniel Skyle
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– Daniel Skyle
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Deor 2.0
Theodric ruled
for thirty winters;
climate change came,
Netflix ran re-runs only
that was known to many.
That passed, this shall too.
I was the bard of the Hedenings,
tyrants rose,
pumpkin spice latte
ran out,
and iPhone 39.
That passed, this shall too.
– Daniel Skyle
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Theodric ruled
for thirty winters;
climate change came,
Netflix ran re-runs only
that was known to many.
That passed, this shall too.
I was the bard of the Hedenings,
tyrants rose,
pumpkin spice latte
ran out,
and iPhone 39.
That passed, this shall too.
– Daniel Skyle
#writingcommunity
November 12, 2025 at 7:39 PM
Deor 2.0
Theodric ruled
for thirty winters;
climate change came,
Netflix ran re-runs only
that was known to many.
That passed, this shall too.
I was the bard of the Hedenings,
tyrants rose,
pumpkin spice latte
ran out,
and iPhone 39.
That passed, this shall too.
– Daniel Skyle
#writingcommunity
Theodric ruled
for thirty winters;
climate change came,
Netflix ran re-runs only
that was known to many.
That passed, this shall too.
I was the bard of the Hedenings,
tyrants rose,
pumpkin spice latte
ran out,
and iPhone 39.
That passed, this shall too.
– Daniel Skyle
#writingcommunity
"Pooh," Piglet asked, "Christopher Robin said it´s "Remembrance Day" today. What is that?"
"It´s to remember those who died in the Great War."
"They died?!" Piglet exclaimed.
"Yes. So we wouldn´t have any wars again, you see."
"Did it work?"
"I don´t know. I don´t think so," said Pooh, sadly.
"Oh."
"It´s to remember those who died in the Great War."
"They died?!" Piglet exclaimed.
"Yes. So we wouldn´t have any wars again, you see."
"Did it work?"
"I don´t know. I don´t think so," said Pooh, sadly.
"Oh."
November 11, 2025 at 6:29 PM
"Pooh," Piglet asked, "Christopher Robin said it´s "Remembrance Day" today. What is that?"
"It´s to remember those who died in the Great War."
"They died?!" Piglet exclaimed.
"Yes. So we wouldn´t have any wars again, you see."
"Did it work?"
"I don´t know. I don´t think so," said Pooh, sadly.
"Oh."
"It´s to remember those who died in the Great War."
"They died?!" Piglet exclaimed.
"Yes. So we wouldn´t have any wars again, you see."
"Did it work?"
"I don´t know. I don´t think so," said Pooh, sadly.
"Oh."
“Was our love just a sketch? It felt like a forest where we drew each other clearer with every breath, every line of trust. A video of drawings that swell and shrink, gaining colour with every morning kiss. Now, charcoal thistles, then two drawings in lead pencil: final texts.”
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November 9, 2025 at 10:16 AM
“Was our love just a sketch? It felt like a forest where we drew each other clearer with every breath, every line of trust. A video of drawings that swell and shrink, gaining colour with every morning kiss. Now, charcoal thistles, then two drawings in lead pencil: final texts.”
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“He remembered her hair in the early mornings by the canal, her beauty a light that lit itself. They had been hunted; furtive meetings, brushes, dead-drops, kisses among changing code names. Weapons on a dusty table in a safe house flat; a priceless hour of love-making.”
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November 7, 2025 at 6:09 PM
“He remembered her hair in the early mornings by the canal, her beauty a light that lit itself. They had been hunted; furtive meetings, brushes, dead-drops, kisses among changing code names. Weapons on a dusty table in a safe house flat; a priceless hour of love-making.”
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Made me remember this pandemic meme . . .
November 6, 2025 at 5:18 PM
Made me remember this pandemic meme . . .
I think I am on the fifteenth edit of my current novel now, after five years. Aaaaaaargh.
November 6, 2025 at 6:28 AM
I think I am on the fifteenth edit of my current novel now, after five years. Aaaaaaargh.
"Are you sure they told you there´s hope, Piglet?" "Yes, Pooh, they said there´s been this voting thing, and that there is hope for democracy again." "Oh," Pooh said. He hesitated. "Then maybe we should go eat some honey."
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#writingcommunity #hope #vote #booksky
November 5, 2025 at 6:44 AM
"Are you sure they told you there´s hope, Piglet?" "Yes, Pooh, they said there´s been this voting thing, and that there is hope for democracy again." "Oh," Pooh said. He hesitated. "Then maybe we should go eat some honey."
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#writingcommunity #hope #vote #booksky
"Real looked at the sign. They had him on Wanted posters everywhere. They still wanted the Indigo Dreams he kept, the East Wind poetry, his Shimmerings of Sunshine from both ocean, pier and lighthouse manned. Real swore. They would never catch Bill Posters or him."
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November 4, 2025 at 4:14 PM
"Real looked at the sign. They had him on Wanted posters everywhere. They still wanted the Indigo Dreams he kept, the East Wind poetry, his Shimmerings of Sunshine from both ocean, pier and lighthouse manned. Real swore. They would never catch Bill Posters or him."
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"Michelangelo lifted the chisel, rolled his tense shoulders, and took a step back. He looked at the sculpture. The crude formlessness, the vague face - the feeling of torpor it beamed at the viewer. The ennui. Blob #22. FINALLY. This was his best work yet."
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November 4, 2025 at 8:26 AM
"Michelangelo lifted the chisel, rolled his tense shoulders, and took a step back. He looked at the sculpture. The crude formlessness, the vague face - the feeling of torpor it beamed at the viewer. The ennui. Blob #22. FINALLY. This was his best work yet."
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"Hey! I wrote a great play, see. It all starts with us walking fast - like we are now - with Wittgenstein down Bankgasse in Vienna. He eats a chocolate croissant, yeah, and comes upon this street sweeper who points and says "Look, it always stays dirty" and WITTGENSTEIN SAYS - oh. He ran away."
November 3, 2025 at 5:52 PM
"Hey! I wrote a great play, see. It all starts with us walking fast - like we are now - with Wittgenstein down Bankgasse in Vienna. He eats a chocolate croissant, yeah, and comes upon this street sweeper who points and says "Look, it always stays dirty" and WITTGENSTEIN SAYS - oh. He ran away."
"Alexandra looked at the fallen piece of paper. Never mind. It could stay there. The list still didn´t include all the things she needed, she really should have added them on: "Milk. Toothpaste that makes all of me feel sparkly. Democracy. That pony I wanted in fourth grade."
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November 3, 2025 at 2:31 PM
"Alexandra looked at the fallen piece of paper. Never mind. It could stay there. The list still didn´t include all the things she needed, she really should have added them on: "Milk. Toothpaste that makes all of me feel sparkly. Democracy. That pony I wanted in fourth grade."
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"Morning, squire! Five for three pounds, today only! A very special price for these rare and vintage objects. Five for three pounds, and that´s cutting my own throat!" C.M.O.T. Dibbler said, and nodded magnanimously at me."
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November 2, 2025 at 3:12 PM
"Morning, squire! Five for three pounds, today only! A very special price for these rare and vintage objects. Five for three pounds, and that´s cutting my own throat!" C.M.O.T. Dibbler said, and nodded magnanimously at me."
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Happy Samhain, everybody! I will do some poetry on the theme live this evening, for anyone who´s interested. And still not lost in the Otherworld, of course.
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October 31, 2025 at 3:12 PM
Happy Samhain, everybody! I will do some poetry on the theme live this evening, for anyone who´s interested. And still not lost in the Otherworld, of course.
#poetry #writingcommunity #booksky #samhain #halloween
#poetry #writingcommunity #booksky #samhain #halloween
I find this a really useful meme to have around these days.
October 28, 2025 at 4:24 PM
I find this a really useful meme to have around these days.
Great idea! Happy to join a Starter Pack on this if you have space. I am an author, and I´ll join your party and also write some live Halloween poetry on the day.
October 28, 2025 at 7:32 AM
Great idea! Happy to join a Starter Pack on this if you have space. I am an author, and I´ll join your party and also write some live Halloween poetry on the day.
I´m still here, writing the occasional poem and funny reply and stuff. But you´re right, this bar looks a bit emptier now.
October 18, 2025 at 7:31 AM
I´m still here, writing the occasional poem and funny reply and stuff. But you´re right, this bar looks a bit emptier now.
Yes, "good" morning indeed.
October 14, 2025 at 9:36 AM
Yes, "good" morning indeed.
Very welcome. I try to poke fun at it myself as best I can. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn´t, but hey ho.
October 11, 2025 at 12:03 PM
Very welcome. I try to poke fun at it myself as best I can. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn´t, but hey ho.
Sorry to hear about that. Part of the life doing this, of course, but never fun. Here we go, funny meme.
October 11, 2025 at 11:56 AM
Sorry to hear about that. Part of the life doing this, of course, but never fun. Here we go, funny meme.
But track him they did.
September 30, 2025 at 2:09 PM
But track him they did.