Spriha Kant
Spriha Kant
@sprihakant.bsky.social
English Poetess, Book Reviewer, Digital Illustrator/ Painter, Interview features on feversofthemind.com & thebrokenspine.co.uk , features on thewombwellrainbow.com, Guest of Honour in Victoria in Verse (Bloomsbury Radio, London)
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#vss365

Skinfluencer

They told me
to be famous
I must “have the glow.”

So I bought
a discounted ring-light,
hugged it
until my skin shone
like bruised silk

Now my followers
emoji-drown me,
tell me I'm "lit",
while I
suffer
from
third degree heatstroke.

#famous
November 5, 2025 at 9:43 AM
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#vss365

Sun-spurned

There'll be
no
writing today
I’m burned.

Icarus slyly nods.

the sun flew
tooclosetothepage
heliacal words
melted
my pen
and
I
d
r
o
p
p
e
d
with
only scorch-marks
to say
I was here.

#heliacal
#writerscommunity
#poetrycommunity
October 26, 2025 at 9:39 AM
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October 26, 2025 at 1:55 PM
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We need a different
kind of #education
not just another
brick in the wall.
Not bound by reservation
but free & fair

A syllabus
that unites
not divides
that teaches
peace, not war.

We need books
that breathe love
with lessons that shape
gentle hands & open hearts

~rev
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November 4, 2025 at 9:14 AM
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she was a poet
inhabited
by many tongues
held tenacious within her

words stirred
as jasmine tea
rose to her lips
& the room soaked
in aroma of musing

after she slipped
beyond the hour
we remember her
& her tribe
#famous by keeping
the rest of us
a tiny bit more alive

#vss365 #poetry
November 5, 2025 at 11:19 AM
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found
My light
Radioactive
In sunlight

Our reservoir
With embers
Intoxicating
And wild

I sit
In slumber
All disaster
Surrounding

I found
My life
Succumbing
To death
November 5, 2025 at 1:29 PM
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Pick-up sticks
and jumbo shrimps
stuffed deep in
weak-piss-yellow pants

Trauma pain
and blood red stains
the skeleton of
a nightingale

#Domestic flights
after all-day fights
ancient wisdom stamped
on trading cards

An open meadow’s majesty
ancient pagan pageantry
a host, a graft
in mortal combat
November 3, 2025 at 3:21 PM
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your #famous maneuver
a dagger to the heart
cliché but effective

a river of blood
flowing in tributaries
to an ocean of grief

we embark there
on a viking ship
chromosomes on the wind

we set sail to a future
but the ancient horizon
is always looming

the ancient horizon
looms forever

#vss365
November 5, 2025 at 12:31 PM
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~Faced With Slings and Arrows~

I have thick skin

From head to foot

Except

Over my heart

So sometimes

I need to curl up

Into a ball

To protect myself

#poetry
August 3, 2025 at 12:32 PM
Thank you @thewombwellrainbow.bsky.social for this..
November 5, 2025 at 9:28 AM
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The Starbeck Orion, Issue 13, Day Eleven features the artwork of Spriha Kant
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The Starbeck Orion, Issue 13, Day Seven features the artwork of Spriha Kant
A Feast Of Artwork And Words
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November 4, 2025 at 7:30 AM
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November 3, 2025 at 6:56 AM
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Hi @rfsmith.bsky.social Ronnie. Thankyou for the timely #promptcombo #Storm. Here's my first response. It's from my collection "Wolf Eye Territory:"
November 2, 2025 at 6:08 PM
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November 2, 2025 at 6:04 PM
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I've read some great responses to @rfsmith.bsky.social's brilliant #PromptCombo #Storm. Here's mine: a fragment of memory which might be worth developing a bit more #BlueSkyPoets #PoetryCommunity
November 4, 2025 at 12:10 PM
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THINKING ABOUT TURNER

There I was
strapped to a mast
paintbrush in hand
trying to capture
the power of a storm
as the wind rushed
brushing my face
only a madman
would go to such lengths
but I am man
whose passion for art
runs deep

@rfsmith.bsky.social
#promptcombo #Storm
November 4, 2025 at 9:28 AM
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called my
self
tornado-
hurricane,
self
deprecation of
my destructive
nature;

I’ll build a house
tear the roof
off,
erect a tower
demolish it,
make bridges
burn them,
this is my story;

sound the siren
changed paths
don’t get caught
in the fray
#promptcombo #storm #poetry @rfsmith.bsky.social
November 4, 2025 at 3:35 PM
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A #poem for Sunday. Stuck in a hotel with Plath thinking.
Taking a knife to the knots of narrative; you to the art form itself is truth...but at least you won’t read it.

Esher

#poetry #poetrycommunity #writing #writingcommunity #narcissist
October 5, 2025 at 6:50 AM
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after she manifoldly
collided with walls of flesh
making her truth
derail from the path
she awakened
as if by fate
an #audacious gaze
that bridges the real
& defies singular time

in the throat of days
she raised
the sovereign vision
& became the vessel
of her own dawn

#vss365 #poetry 🖼️StockCake
August 25, 2025 at 3:33 PM
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tell me
more stories of your life
happy or sad
for I know they will
transport me
and I shall watch you
study your face
and I will know
your heart
at the moments
that made you
who you are
and always will this have
depth
the bass tones
of the beat I hear
with my ear
pressed against your chest

#vss365
August 25, 2025 at 1:35 AM
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Nice to write something fresh for #poemsabout #chandeliers after a week away, hope you enjoy it. Thanks as always @alanparrywriter.co.uk @thebrokenspine.co.uk for the great prompt and everyone for the wonderful poems I'm enjoying reading instead of getting work done! #poetry #poemsonbluesky
August 22, 2025 at 8:45 AM
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A #FridayPoem for #poemsabout #chandeliers

The background image this week is my own painting of the same name as the poem.
Phthalo Blue

#poetry #poetsofbluesky #poemAltText #chandelier #poetrycommunity #poetrysociety #poems
August 22, 2025 at 7:26 AM
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August 22, 2025 at 7:16 AM
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the outer #edge
tinged with echos
of the past

empty out the silence
& raise a glass

ready my fortune
#even out the divine
call on mantras
bat bashful eyes

embrace the #mundane
& toast whats left

reverberate in stasis
form new ideations
life subsides
peace in my own
creation

#2WordPrompt #vss365
August 22, 2025 at 9:04 AM
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‘We were mirrors of each other:
Clockhouse labels, Opal Fruits,
laburnum flowers in our hair,’ 🪞 🍬

@louloumach.bsky.social from ‘I Am Not Light’

shorturl.at/m5IM1

#poetry #writing #books #poetic
August 22, 2025 at 9:09 AM