#haiku
strawberry tops
on the counter
mythologies of pain
@bacchal.bsky.social
Poet asleep in the long grass ๐พ New Zealand based Unleash Lit WIP Finalist 2025 โ๏ธ
#haiku
strawberry tops
on the counter
mythologies of pain
A crow flying in silhouette against snow.
Every day is crow day..โจ
04.02.2026 18:33 โ ๐ 43 ๐ 6 ๐ฌ 3 ๐ 0He lives in a #tower of stone
With moss filling in the cracks,
Every day he looks at the Crone
Who lives across the creeks;
A destined love fated to never
Meet but by whims of beavers.
#wildwalkprompt #poem #poetry #micropoetry #writingcommunity
#haiku
winter holds the moon
the stars stay
out of reach
Everything that he's touched
From his razor, to my skin
Crawls around on sideways crab legs
He savors my rivets, the indifferent limb
Across the pillows on our flotsam bed
The only time the sailor in him
Harpoons me gently
He mounts my pain
#poem #poetry #vss365 pain
The glow-up was insane โจโจโจ
#butterfly #monarchbutterfly #caterpillar #nature
VAMPIRES
Poem by me
#poetry #poem #writersky
URSA FEMINA
Where the divine feminine and bloodclots intersect
#poem #poetry #writerssky
Love drawing ducks at 3 am ๐ซง
#art #ducks
All Saints Church, 1914
Watercolor by me
#art #artwork #watercolor
#haiku
you bring back
flecks of rain on
your eyelashes
Spot Coloring
Todd Stoll ยฉ
January 28th, 2026
Realme Q3 Pro 5G
#Photography
#7syllablesentence
#gloam
birds hushed as the gloam deepened
"Matrioshka" was a hard poem to write. How can you absolve a lifetime of maternal trauma without abandoning either woman?
I grew up in an intensely female space. For better or worse, it shaped me. This poem is less of a confession and more of a diagnosis of a godhead...
#poem #poetry #writersky
To look at you
In your Grace Kelly composure
Every finger bearing a ring -
Opal, blood jasper, pearl, sapphire
Pewter, silver, glinting and winking
Only the quiver
Of your Chesterfield cigarette
Frays the raiment of the ice queen skit
#poem #poetry #vss365 quiver
"Human Resources" #poem by me
#poetry #writerscommunity
I feel sorry for the Cassini probe
It's scraped quartz
Pointing empty north, nothing follows
On the cusp
Of incandescent destiny
Cassini is faithful, it keeps pointing
To the only home it's been built to know
As it's flesh drips to molten Lethe
#poem #poetry #vss365 cusp
It was hard to focus on Oppenheimer when you could hear the Barbie partying through the walls of the theatre next door
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that brief week of warmth
it wasnโt winter ending
ye old weather ruse
#vss365 #haiku
My poem "Cow Tool" is a satirical ode to capitalism as it relates to misogyny.
Deadpan, efficient, and ultimately meaningless - the speaker is selling a product that is shaped like a woman, but whose interiority is completely dictated by what purpose she serves.
#poem #poetry #writerscommunity
#FoxProse
paper planes aflame
plummeting
wings shorn
of feathers
a flickering light
not for any reason
just emotions flaring
in that nascent dark
a magnet
that has no sense
of true north
why surrender
to timid
lines of electricity
i need
to bite into
live wire
and feel again
The Bootleggers - Edward Hopper, 1925.
Source : Currier Museum of Art, Manchester (New Hampshire) ๐บ๐ธ
Venus in gilt silks
Bearing her fire bosom
In a lonely orb
#poem #poetry #haiku #dailyhaikuprompt lonely
They build the pyre anonymously
Even as the skin of Tlaloc
Flays its rain and whips its brightness
Into white and blue ribbons
They are not afraid of tempests
Only conscious of costs and timesheets
The price of milk excites them
For they can triple it
By adding water
#poem #poetry #emotry
The quiet snarl
Of the electric wire
Drunk on lightning
Bolt through a heart flower
Two halved cherries
At the crossing
Twin jeweled pools
My favorite ruse
To nothing
#poem #poetry #vss365 ruse
The trees form a triptych
Better than our family portraits
Their green bodies
More honest
Only subtly unalike
And the birds like nesting there
lonely darkness
fade to black in hail of nine
a hero's path
#dailyhaikuprompt #lonely #haiku
#writingprompt #blueskypoets
My two brain hemispheres arguing over whether to submit another poetry manuscript
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