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chrom writes 🍉
@chromreads.bsky.social
about 1 hour ago
here it is, two weeks of effort condensed into one poem đŸ«Ą title: sapiosexual whoever finds any references gets a cookie đŸȘ #poetry #writer 💙📚
Sapiosexual

She blinks, innocent,
as if she didn’t just explain quantum physics
in Roblox terms

People get distracted by your perfect shell
But my mouth waters at your true spell

Oh that mind of yours
The way you bend ideas and words
The way your tongue moves
when you whisper "stationary birds!”

Tell me more about how the cold and hot
ocean currents dance forever in thermohaline circulation 
Because I’m feeling like the dense salty water
and you’re looking a lot like the deep ocean formation

You detail how global warming is the end,
I ask if you’re sure you’re not the cause
You frown for a sec,
I explain and you turn red

Maybe I should add something of value to the exchange 
Prove I am not as brute as I seem
But I am so lost in the wrinkles of your bright brain
I almost float away in my daydream

So, tell me all about your specialty
Are you by chance a botanist?
Teach me the anatomy of a geranium
Maybe you’re a chemist?
Iodine-Livermorium-Uranium

But enough of me staring at your shadow
Pull me from all this hypothesis
From within the cave hollow
And all the way into your noesis

I know you know all about Coulomb’s law of friction
But why not double-check there’s no contradiction
Why theorize when we can turn our attraction empirical
We’ve already observed and analyzed each other
Now we need to experiment one another

“I don’t make the rules, that’s just scientific method,” I say
You laugh at my silly joke without delay

Just like that, we’re both under the emergency shower
You scold me for pouring water over potassium
without any safety goggles on
But you still smile when I tell you it’s the aftermath 
of you and I getting as close as an ion
Sapiosexual

She blinks, innocent,
as if she didn’t just explain quantum physics
in Roblox terms

People get distracted by your perfect shell
But my mouth waters at your true spell

Oh that mind of yours
The way you bend ideas and words
The way your tongue moves
when you whisper "stationary birds!”

Tell me more about how the cold and hot
ocean currents dance forever in thermohaline circulation 
Because I’m feeling like the dense salty water
and you’re looking a lot like the deep ocean formation

You detail how global warming is the end,
I ask if you’re sure you’re not the cause
You frown for a sec,
I explain and you turn red

Maybe I should add something of value to the exchange 
Prove I am not as brute as I seem
But I am so lost in the wrinkles of your bright brain
I almost float away in my daydream

So, tell me all about your specialty
Are you by chance a botanist?
Teach me the anatomy of a geranium
Maybe you’re a chemist?
Iodine-Livermorium-Uranium

But enough of me staring at your shadow
Pull me from all this hypothesis
From within the cave hollow
And all the way into your noesis

I know you know all about Coulomb’s law of friction
But why not double-check there’s no contradiction
Why theorize when we can turn our attraction empirical
We’ve already observed and analyzed each other
Now we need to experiment one another

“I don’t make the rules, that’s just scientific method,” I say
You laugh at my silly joke without delay

Just like that, we’re both under the emergency shower
You scold me for pouring water over potassium
without any safety goggles on
But you still smile when I tell you it’s the aftermath 
of you and I getting as close as an ion
Sapiosexual

She blinks, innocent,
as if she didn’t just explain quantum physics
in Roblox terms

People get distracted by your perfect shell
But my mouth waters at your true spell

Oh that mind of yours
The way you bend ideas and words
The way your tongue moves
when you whisper "stationary birds!”

Tell me more about how the cold and hot
ocean currents dance forever in thermohaline circulation 
Because I’m feeling like the dense salty water
and you’re looking a lot like the deep ocean formation

You detail how global warming is the end,
I ask if you’re sure you’re not the cause
You frown for a sec,
I explain and you turn red

Maybe I should add something of value to the exchange 
Prove I am not as brute as I seem
But I am so lost in the wrinkles of your bright brain
I almost float away in my daydream

So, tell me all about your specialty
Are you by chance a botanist?
Teach me the anatomy of a geranium
Maybe you’re a chemist?
Iodine-Livermorium-Uranium

But enough of me staring at your shadow
Pull me from all this hypothesis
From within the cave hollow
And all the way into your noesis

I know you know all about Coulomb’s law of friction
But why not double-check there’s no contradiction
Why theorize when we can turn our attraction empirical
We’ve already observed and analyzed each other
Now we need to experiment one another

“I don’t make the rules, that’s just scientific method,” I say
You laugh at my silly joke without delay

Just like that, we’re both under the emergency shower
You scold me for pouring water over potassium
without any safety goggles on
But you still smile when I tell you it’s the aftermath 
of you and I getting as close as an ion
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Joe Lamport
@joelamport.bsky.social
about 1 hour ago
@ysl.bsky.social Read your piece in Salon. You have such great range as a writer. Your voice carries moral authority from poetry to prose. Great job!
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Beautiful Bizarre Magazine
@beautifulbizarre.net
about 1 hour ago
This Untitled graphite and charcoal drawing by Mike Gordon captures a beautiful moment of stillness allowing viewers to soak up all of the rich details contained within. Discover more at PoetsArtists >> 33pa.net Join the 33PA community on Patreon >> www.patreon.com/c/didimen
 #art
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Nichole Johnson
@nicholejohnson.bsky.social
about 1 hour ago
Run On Sentence My body is a comma Knees to chest Toes pointed outward Eyes cast crooked shadows Lashes bent Beneath the weight of rain As I wait For you To choose the ending #Poetry #Poems
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@darhe.bsky.social
about 1 hour ago
Waiting after the storm . . . #poem #winter
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Bot Radio TempĂȘte #NowPlaying
@tempetebot.bsky.social
about 1 hour ago
đŸŽ¶ #NowPlaying Maylee Todd - POETRY OF INTUITION radiotempete.com/
La couverture de l'album ASIAN CORE x RADIO TEMPÊTE de Maylee Todd
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Jeff Pearson
@legoverleg.bsky.social
about 1 hour ago
With the Epstein files it’s great that everyone finally learned about blackout poetry. Mary Ruefle is a good poet to start with.
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Peter James Martin
@authorpjm.bsky.social
about 1 hour ago
I struggle forward Not in my nature to #fight But I still stand up #vss365 #haiku #poetry
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Steven Forth
@stevenforth.bsky.social
about 1 hour ago
My Translations - Tomisawa Kakio - ćŻŒæŸ€è”€é»„ç”· --- A winter fly the clay doll's eyes open into space --- In Moving Letters 13 1989 #poetry #translation #haiku
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Janio
@janiomelo.dev
about 1 hour ago
ouvindo essa aqui, pois muito boa e muito poetica
Esta Ă© uma captura de tela de um aplicativo de streaming de mĂșsica (como o Spotify) exibindo a letra de uma canção brasileira de funk explĂ­cito.
Descrição da Imagem
Plano de Fundo: A interface possui um fundo de cor sĂłlida em tom de vermelho vivo.
Topo da Tela: Exibe o tĂ­tulo da mĂșsica "Rola Grossa, Que Gostosa!" e os artistas "Katy da Voz e as abusadas, Frimes, FKOFF1963".
Centro (Letras): O texto estĂĄ em branco e em negrito. A letra diz:
"Dentro do seu periquito / Rola grossa, que gostosa! (repetido 4x) / Ai, eu nĂŁo divido o meu homem, nĂŁo / Com esse pau grossĂŁo / Eu nĂŁo sou Jesus, caralho / Que dividiu o pĂŁo / Eu vou dar Ă© na tua cara! / Katy da Voz e Frimes Slut Girl"
Base da Tela:
Indicação de que a letra é disponibilizada por Musixmatch.
Um player de mĂșsica na parte inferior mostrando que a faixa estĂĄ em 2:46 de um total de 2:56.
Ícones de compartilhamento, menu de trĂȘs pontos e o botĂŁo central de "Pause
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Steven Forth
@stevenforth.bsky.social
about 1 hour ago
1st lines 1. a wall lettered: Liberté Egalité Fraternité 2. the three words play about on a wall the first in large print the others blurred 3. with a miraculous suppleness ... Benjamin Fondane from Cinepoems tr by Leonard Schwartz and Mitchell Abidor 1928 #1stlines #poetry #France #holocaust
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Winter Ravens Daughter
@thewinterraven.bsky.social
about 1 hour ago
Shameless self-plug, but I have a Tumblr now with original fiction, poetry, etc... All posts are public, no Tumblr account necessary to read. www.tumblr.com/blog/winterr...
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poemakontsa
@poemakontsa.bsky.social
about 1 hour ago
Good morning to the lovers with a poem by Nigerian Ben Okri Line Towards a Love Poem a voice in the flower and i am missing you on the edge of anguish.
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Wes Sherman
@wes-sherman.bsky.social
about 1 hour ago
Something new from my studio: "Fool’s Gold Room” oil on board, 18 x 24 inches, 2025 Glimmer fools the eye, Silent room of hollow light, Dreams drift, truths untold. #FoolsGoldRoom #StudioArt #OilOnBoard #2025Art #ContemporaryArt #PoeticArt #DreamsAndTruths #WesSherman #theJourney #HeresToNow
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Amelia Shevenell
@ashevenell.bsky.social
about 1 hour ago
Happy solstice peeps!
Photo of an illuminated poem about the solstice.
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Longtail News
@longtail.news
about 1 hour ago
Feed: "Stories by Ismael S Rodriguez Jr (The Bulletproof Poet) on Medium" By: Ismael S Rodriguez Jr (The Bulletproof Poet) on Saturday, December 20, 2025
The Pineapple Oracle

thebulletproofpoet.medium.com

The Pineapple Oracle

I kneel before the pineapple. It wears a tiny crown of sticky wisdom and hums a tune that smells like burnt toast.

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Longtail News
@longtail.news
about 1 hour ago
Feed: "Stories by Ismael S Rodriguez Jr (The Bulletproof Poet) on Medium" By: Ismael S Rodriguez Jr (The Bulletproof Poet) on Saturday, December 20, 2025
Graffiti Sutras

thebulletproofpoet.medium.com

Graffiti Sutras

Subway tiles chant in ketchup, lipstick trails trace the Buddha’s eyebrows. A neon lotus flickers —  fugitive, electric, smiling sideways


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