Animaasige = The moon wanes
Ojibwe word of the day! Learning languages is fun and honors our ancestors and future generations. Follow #Ojibwe WOD: www.youtube.com/@anton.treuer Miigwech (thank you)! #moon #wane
your eyes
twin moons, waning
will you still consider me
when the sandman comes...
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like a waning moon
the darkness nibbles my light
phases that I hide
#wane #waning #depression #senryu #haiku #moon
My self-doubt & shyness was briefly on the #wane & I was on the #cusp of waxing lyrically, in a bid to impress you. Immediately, the disinterest showed on your face & my lip began to #quiver. I had to turn away, retreat in embarrassment, never to attempt again. Faint heart, fair maiden etc.
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#cusp of day
stillness thrums on
dragonfly breath
dreams #wane
reality limits glow
aching need stays
this butterfly #quiver
deep in my breast
but a #ruse of love
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Crowds in the streets
#wane and
#quiver in wild gyrations,
like a damaged peony,
discarding
petals one by one,
the lights appear dim.
Far off, we hear incantations. You cannot delay decay.
Day by day, our freedoms
gets chipped away.
The core of what we are remains
As the dark night wanes, Hoarfrost-covered branches Look like glistening bones Formed outside my window In the dull ache of pre-dawn light. I leave my windows open through the night, To numb my skin, my flesh, my bones, my being, To turn myself into delicate frozen structures, Beautiful and ephemeral, That melt away when the sun rises.
Waxing (and Waning)
We’ll
Always
Need
Engagement.
We
Always
Notice
Empathy.
Washington,
America’s
Nonsensical
Epicenter,
Watches
Another
National
Emergency
While
Actually
Noticeably
Encephalopathic.
#tHartigan
#vss365 #wane
We, Americans
Notice Everyday
Will
Anyone
Notice
Epstein’s
Wicked
Abuse?
Not
Everyone.
Washington
Avoids
Noticing
Everyday.
#tHartigan
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My pen is heavy.
Its ink runs dry.
Paper blurs and tears.
The damned stamp
won’t even stick.
The Mercury in me is retrograde.
My communications #wane.
But friendship waxes,
tried and true.
Soon, I’ll write to you again.
I thought of myself
As one never to #quiver;
To wax and not #wane.
Yet this protection remains
Still fearfully unproven.
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winter’s reflection the day begins with sound-- hinges, floorboards, a reason to proceed. the mirror holds an outline, enough to recognize, not enough to keep. routine continues, justified by repetition, by noise. nothing ends. it wanes. quietly. what mattered thins into reason. sound remains.
#justified
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For whose to say
It is better to blow up
Than it is to #wane
Any given day
A slightly smaller cup
Over going insane
The shrapnel fades away
All that time will corrupt
Washed out with the rain
A slow burning wick can confide
Spreading this light is #justified
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#emoetry
#poetry
Our life shall #wane
As skies cry pain
In sheets of rain
In my back yard.
It’s still a game
Mere broken shard—
All we retain.
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Crying Wolf Truth wanes. Lies are wolves hounding the sheep, snaveling them into the woods one by one. A boy cries, filling heads with alternative facts until wits are consumed by wool. No one believes. The Alpha wolfs down the flock. – Gayle J. Greenlea
Many thanks to @blsamaddar.bsky.social for the #vss365 poetry prompt, #wane.
Coleridge never let a moon #wane without remarking on its waning. He adored the waning—that is, the declining, the fading, the sickly, the pale. The diminishing. The ebbing. The not-quite-there. He catalogued every shade of almost-gone—and then he ran out of laudanum.
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Ah, the things I could do
When I was a younger man
All the laughter of my movement
The crackling thunder in the air
I was the hero in every movie
Sci-fi Western space cowboy
Every day a different character
More varied than the last
Never main
Nowadays though
Feel more like John Wane
metal scorched with heat
summer's midday stress causes
loyal shade to #wane
#vss365 #haiku #micropoetry
As Peach Schnapps and Kurt Kerf2 run from the giant and certain death, their energy begins to #wane.
Peach: We're gonna be giant food!
K2: I don't want to die!
The giant picks up speed, rumbles laughter, reaches out... and taps each of them gently.
She bellows in delight: Tag!! You're it!
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Ev'ry #ICE agent sure needs constraining.
And of course they require more training.
But their evil acts flow
Down from Donald, and so
All my hope for our nation is #waning.
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He caught sight of her across the room. He could tell her energy was beginning to #wane. Her eyes were starting to wander, looking for the way out. He wove his way through the crowd towards her and lent in to her ear. "I think you've done your duty. Shall we escape?"
classic
treatment:
wax legs
#wane hair
bald gams
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Wayne has always been vain
In his hope of ending pain.
His shame, never once did it ever #wane.
"You seek fame where you'll only find pain," his mother speaks from her grave.
"But they're all insane; what I do is not in vain."
A shoulder tap, "Master Wayne, but so too are you."
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"The Waning Moon"
It was light that hit dark
I felt the hope fade
Decreasing in sentiment
Lost in the wake
Like a searching wolf calling
The shadows they grow
I hear your haunting
When I am alone and fragile
#vss365 #wane
Chapter 15
Jeff crouched down on a rooftop near the railyard. It would take some time for the Redcloaks to swarm the Maritime History Museum. When they did, the gangs would notice, and any sense of order would #wane quickly as they vied for control of the Lakeshore area. #vss365
