@fritzcanuck.bsky.social
Paradigm shifter
Both Theism and white supremacy are under siege. Neither will go softly into that good night.
15.10.2025 23:00 โ ๐ 1 ๐ 0 ๐ฌ 1 ๐ 0@gcarolan.bsky.social hello Gen. Welcome to Blue Sky
24.02.2025 17:20 โ ๐ 1 ๐ 0 ๐ฌ 0 ๐ 0
Yuck.
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@dahlinglisa.bsky.social
The great migration.
These assholes need to be named. Good job.
27.01.2025 18:02 โ ๐ 1 ๐ 0 ๐ฌ 0 ๐ 0@suzannerd.bsky.social
This is better.
@wokeinalberta.bsky.social We all have to exit Farcebook.
10.01.2025 05:01 โ ๐ 1 ๐ 0 ๐ฌ 0 ๐ 0@onlypoemsmag.bsky.social
Another one:
Feelings start within.
You make yourself sad, not I.
Put your whip away!
@onlypoemsmag.bsky.social
Some Haikus:
Tears should be shedded
Like old skin or overcoats,
Not cherished like gifts.
@tenterhooks.bsky.social
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@ihearttips.bsky.social
#iHeartTips
@onlypoemsmag.bsky.social
15.12.2024 19:10 โ ๐ 0 ๐ 0 ๐ฌ 0 ๐ 0@onlypoemsmag.bsky.social
Ashes
My dearest love,
As I stand here
Resisting the call
Of the air and ground
To yield you to their
Comfort I pause
To let you know
I never wanted
To hold you like this.
Not!
Like!
This!
And only then
Do I let you go.
Although intend as a sacrifice
An unwilling spouse cast, still vibrant
On the frigid funeral pyre
I chose to turn that rose into a gift
And gave it to a wide eyed waitress
As an unconditional gift of life.
But I held on to mine, sheltered in my coat
Enough death and dark cold
I couldn't bury yet more beauty
So I spirited it off, cradled it
Until, stopping for hot tea
I chose to complete the rose and me.
To life
Hovering over her final comfort
We stood, full of emptiness
As words flew off
Like feathery migrants fleeing cold
The roses rained into that stark pit
Like suicidal lovers.
James and I had lunch.
Tuesday's are precious to me
Because of my son.
@mbeaudoin.bsky.social glad to see you showed up.
05.12.2024 04:51 โ ๐ 1 ๐ 0 ๐ฌ 0 ๐ 0Herr Friedrich Nietzsche
Had some great insights to share
But, like God, he's dead.
Sun dancing on stones
The brook tinkles its mischief
Anointing my toes.
Insecurity
Scratches at our door and we
Always let it in.
Feelings start within.
You make yourself sad, not I.
Put your whip away!
Tears should be shedded
Like old skin or overcoats,
Not cherished like gifts.
30.11.2024 05:49 โ ๐ 0 ๐ 0 ๐ฌ 0 ๐ 0
29.11.2024 00:12 โ ๐ 0 ๐ 0 ๐ฌ 0 ๐ 0
Alea iacta est
28.11.2024 05:06 โ ๐ 0 ๐ 0 ๐ฌ 0 ๐ 0Already subscribed for quite a while now. Like the new casual look.
25.11.2024 07:50 โ ๐ 1 ๐ 0 ๐ฌ 0 ๐ 0@mfiore000.bsky.social can we talk here?
25.11.2024 07:40 โ ๐ 0 ๐ 0 ๐ฌ 0 ๐ 0@mbeaudoin.bsky.social I am here.
25.11.2024 07:35 โ ๐ 0 ๐ 0 ๐ฌ 0 ๐ 0
