Glad you think so!

Glad it responated!

Thank you so much!

SCHOOL YARD FOR GHOSTS We're turning the world into a school yard for ghosts. With noses held high, we play with toy replicas of ourselves and think we owe each other nothing as the sky closes in and we beg for shelter. When our wounds start to blend into our lifestyles, we become perplexed at the empty spaces to where our circles once extended. We expect perfection of everyone we meet while pardoning ourselves of war crimes. The silence we gift our loved ones is tougher than the jade we ignore when salt is closer and easier to pour into our wounds as we convince ourselves we're the victims.

I think one of the reasons we've become so depressed and lonely is that social media has given us inflated self-importance while diluting what true friendship should be.

#poetry #emoetry #perplexed #vss365 #jade

#vss365

#jade glows
quietly, coolly

it is stone
mirroring stars

infractions in the refraction
of a timeless heart

caught in angular dimension,
#jade bound

two fingers press,
flipping at the surface

trapped behind a pane—
a universe flattened

no future, no past—
nothing to look back to

#vss365 #poetry

I've been pounding my fists against the cement grain for so long that even my scabs have become empowered. (Image made by me in Glitch Lab and Canva)

I've been pounding my fists
against the cement grain
for so long

that even my scabs
have become empowered.

#poetry #art #glitchart

COLORLESS DISCOURSE We've removed the color from this world with the loop of arrogance and our discourses with echoes. Utopia is wounded every time we crucify those who are human while we refuse to confront the mud puddles outside our homes. We cry "freedom and kindness" with matches and gasoline in our hands but the hypocrisy will turn us to ash long before we're able to suck life away. (Image made in Glitchlab and Canva)

I may get raked over the coals for this one but oh well lol. While cancel culture does have a valid place (for abusers and those who chronically hate those different than them for no reason) I feel it's definitely become toxic and overdone for people just being human and making mistakes.

#poetry

POINTING MY FINGER AT A VAGUE INDENT You have one foot in high school and another in your grave. Which will bury you first? I've defended you in rooms that turned you away while you shivered in the monsoon but you've set the universe ablaze and now that room is all the remains. Everyone else is drinking to what never was while I'm sad for what could have been. You've spent your life writing manifestos in what you claimed was ink

but the words have started to run like the teardrops of the wounds to which you refuse to tend. I wanted to dedicate the world's lingering misanthropy to you but when I see you jumping into infinite landfills while screaming "victim" like a child yelling "fire" to feel love, it would be akin to dropping an atom bomb on a village just to get rid of of a tiny, starving mouse.

When I was younger (and MUCH angrier) I would frequently write what Bob Dylan might refer to as "finger pointing" poems and what I currently refer to as "f**k you in particular" poems. I've cut back on them as I've mellowed out but I was recently brought back to that space for the one.

#poetry

An investiture
of a promise
will usurp the loathing
of a billion years.

I'm replacing gravity
with a heart that beats colors
no creature has ever seen

so that those at my table
and those beyond

that nibble scabs

may see how it feels
to wear a shared crown.

#vss365 #emoetry #poetry

Great song\album!

Investiture of
the heart in a life of art
ends with laying bared.

#vss365 #investiture #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity
@brooksiesbooks.bsky.social

Lovely!

The investiture of the sun
In robes of purple and red
The day is done
And the hero has
Gone to bed
#vss365 #investiture #poetry #photography

Thank you lots!

We are constantly traumatized by the unhealed. Our duty walks home. (Image made by me in Glitch Lab and Canva)

We are constantly
traumatized by the unhealed.
Our duty walks home.

#poetry #haiku #art #glitchart

I'm glad it resonated!

FUN HOUSE I'm in a fun house, hammering nails into the ceiling, sticking photographs onto each imperfect protrusion. One day, I will step back and try my damndest to suppress my incensed stagnancy but today, I'm exploring the crooked laughs and the distorted struts until I find the clarity I crave. (Image made by me in Glitch Lab and Canva)

I'm pretty proud of this one!

#vss365 #hammer #emoetry #incensed #poetry #art #glitchart

LOOPS OF INCOMPETENCE I'm sick of the bullshit, theirs and mine. Loops of incompetence leave me in a nightmare in which not even Kafka could find art. I'm chewing broken mirrors to wash the taste of life from my mouth. Survival is a Herculean feat that seems less worth it the more I breathe of our shared air so I tie my body to a streetlight and let it become a pendulum that counts down until an apocalypse finally saves me like my birth never could.

#vss365 #loop #emoetry #Herculean #poetry

I feel this hard today....

Life winds in a weary #loop
One step, then another,
same aches, same questions
Each dragging us down

Yet we climb like rats in a lab
It’s a tedious journey
Leading nowhere
Until the soul becomes tired

#vss365

Again the same door.
I've worn a path to it,
groove in the floor
where my wanting went.

I don't knock anymore.
Just stand in the #loop of it,
thumb the same sore thought
until it shines.

#poetry #BskyPoets #vss365

Thank you

THE ONLY CONSTANT The patterns are needles and the thoughts are opioids which I devour to make the chaos seem organized. I crawl from the void only to fall back in over and over so why rise when gravity is the only constant? I take the failures of chemicals and coping skills and I kick them in an infinite loop, hoping I'll smile this day from the inverted catharsis but I end up weeping fire; I can only hope there is a Higgs field underfoot and it dresses itself in oily rags so I can finally understand what it means to create.

I am currently in what can only be described as a "brutal mood." I was hoping that writing this would help but it didn't do shit. But I hope it resonates, regardless.

#poetry

Thank you

FUTILE CALLIGRAPHY I've been writing letters to you for decades without lifting a pen nor a finger. There are open wounds adorning my face like the funerals I never had the guts to attend and there are scabs on my knuckles that incriminate me for trying to move on. I am greedy for wanting you back when my very own skin closes around the sunrise. There is a photo of us that I keep in my spare room where we flex for the camera as we contort our smiles into a joke to which only we knew the punchline and I swear I'm still laughing decades later because I don't know what else to do on the days where your outline overshadows your presence.

(TW: loss, grief)

#vss365 #letter #emoetry #greed #poetry

This is powerful! Well done!

They thought he was mad. Some days he agreed.
But his brain kept coming back to the marks of insects on the trees, and his instincts screamed they were not random shapes, but #letters. A message to humanity.
Their meaning kept eluding him, decade after decade.
He knew time was running out.

#vss365

I really appreciate that. Thank you ❤️

SOMATIC SYSTEM DISORDER My body will eat itself before the rest of the world gets a chance to wet their lips. I no longer show my skin mercy, I no longer forgive my guts. I will leap from the top of the world, grasping my nerves that burn like brittle wax, and when I hit the soil, I will float back up and repeat the process until I learn how to cope. (Image made by me in Glitch Lab and Canva)

Dealing with health issues can be frustrating, especially when you think they're easing and then return.

#poetry #art #glitchart