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Posts by Jen Thorne
How did we miss this brilliance?? I swear it's only just showed up in the feed!
So well done, you are a master of this form, a trio of triolets, and such a lovely daydream β€οΈ πππ
@daveashleypoet.bsky.social
@sonnetsmith.bsky.social
@phylogeneticsteve.bsky.social
Did you you guys see this one?
#poetsofdoom challenged people to write a #triolet about day dreaming. They did this despite knowing that I chain triolets as a snack between meals. Anyways please enjoy this triolet :)
#poem #poetry #writingcommunity #daydream
Hey, greatness deserves recognition!!
Wanted to make sure you saw the poem, the tag didn't seem to look right!
Happy Birthday @ctrlaltdltffs.bsky.social
No just my frazzled brain!!
#FromOneLine 413
I remember blueberries
precariously balanced
on my stomach
while November Rain
pursed wistful notes
from that old stereo
onto our beaded skin,
caring not that it was summer
and the only cold
was the first touch of blue
on your tongue.
#amlistening
youtu.be/8SbUC-UaAxE?...
I completely mis-read this as cannabis hungry - which also works π
@knickersnpearls.bsky.socialβ¬
#bedroomeyes #madrigal #anywherebuthere #Bedroomeyesprompt #poem #vss365 #undeersea
You are more than welcome β€οΈ
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βͺ@ctrlaltdltffs.bsky.socialβ¬ - happy birthday
#nostalgic #emoetry #madrigal #poem
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This an amazing, elegant poem which hits hard.
Absolutely top notch πππ
Reckoning (Ocean's Version) The tides do not whisper. Through kelp, through wreckage, they drag the remains of your ambitions. Salt splits steel. The sea, no longer silent, swells with hunger, buckling ships beneath its breath. Its currents choke on oil and myth, It spits back your offerings: plastic gods, fractured hulls, your silence. Coral does not forgive. It withdraws its colour, to bone and glare. Anemones close in slow refusal, their soft mouths. Fishermen cast their nets and draw up ghosts. Whales sing elegies you never learned to hear. This is not vengeance. This is recoil. Each hull that cuts passage etches grief deeper into the deep. The ocean does not forget. It heaves, remembers the first salt, the pull of the moon, the cold before light. Before you. Now the reckoning comes not as stillness but as swell, waves rising like verdicts, currents remaking coastlines. You thought the sea was yours. It was only waiting.
For todayβs #vss365
Love it β€οΈ πππ
loosely based on Cecco Angiolieriβs βsβio fossi foco" (If I were fire / I'd burn the world)...a 13th century rebel
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Another triolet??? Now you're just proper showing off.
And it's good too.
It's hard being friends with you and @sonnetsmith.bsky.social.
(You two sooo cool, me at the back clueless!!)
Yes!!!
Goth turkeys!! Love it.
Great poem Beth πππ
dangling
allusively
nimble nifty bait
glowing in sunβglitter
enticing lure for little fish
reaching out as if in good fortune
#AcrosticApril #danger
@daveashleypoet.bsky.social
#DailyHaikews
Today's Spoken Word News Response Is in response to the Chinese half Marathon that let robots compete... and they absolutely wiped the floor with the humans.
Thank you @robojesi.bsky.social for the title!
#News #poetry #poemsAloud #scifi #blueskypoetry
youtube.com/shorts/m6Wuu...
Wow, thank you. Very good writing!
I'm saving that!!
I was ready to be mean after you suggested I had the clap, but it's too blooming good!
Damn you!!
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Oh Quill, you make it sound like a have an STD! π€£π€£π€£π€£
I've come to feel nothing again!
Streams I grasped at fire, a blur of heat slipping. Ran through woods, fuel everywhere, nothing caught. Scorched fingers falling into cold babbles, the stream swallowing what flickered. Feelings submerged, silt closing over, until all that remained was numbness.
@sonnetsmith.bsky.social
##WildWalkPrompt
#Flow
#Poetry
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