#verse is an active hashtag on Bluesky. In the last 30 days, 61 people shared 322 posts with it — around 11 a day. Activity is up 81% versus the previous week, peaking on Sep 20 with 26 posts.

Posts with #verse

Aj d'Wit (Audrey)

@audjde.bsky.social

about 20 hours ago

The sounds of life are a constant, they are the soundtracks to living. #Verse #Prose #Poetry #PoetryCommunity #Sounds #LifeSounds

The image for this poem is that of a colourful sunset over a cityscape. The amber/peach sunset colour is topped off by grey, streaky clouds. Along the bottom of the photo is the silhouette of city buildings, with two construction cranes on top of two of the buildings to the right.

Text:

Life Sounds

Night gently encompasses me like a
cashmere shawl, outside birds chatter
with regularity, as if trying to relay their
day’s happenings before the light is finally
siphoned from the day, raucous cries
from patrons at a nearby Pub, float
unhindered through my windows,
backyard hens cluck with content,
settling down for the coming darkness,
in the distance, ocean waves crash
rhythmically with a hushed roar
against the compliant shore

life

the sounds of life continuously
weave in and out, recording
a never-ending story

until

life is no more

© Aj d’Wit - 21 September 2026

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Aj d'Wit (Audrey)

@audjde.bsky.social

4 days ago

Winnie Eyes, like pools of molten chocolate Nose, compact, rounded, charcoal black Fur, untamed like wind through tall grasses A dog’s gaze, innocent and true Seeks only acceptance and love (My hairdresser's dog, Winnie) #Verse #Prose #ECK #PoetryCommunity #ForTheLoveOfDogs #SomethingDifferent

A close up photo of a dog's head. She has chocolate brown eyes, brown-greyish fur, black nose.

Text:

Winnie

Eyes, like pools of molten chocolate,
Nose, compact, rounded, charcoal black,
Fur, untamed like wind through tall grasses

A dog’s gaze, innocent and true,
Seeks only acceptance and love

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Aj d'Wit (Audrey)

@audjde.bsky.social

5 days ago

Took a bit of a deep dive into myself today ... always an interesting exercise. Such an unexplored terrain all too often neglected. #Verse #Audrey'sRamblings #PerhapsPoetry #KnowThyself

Text:

The Me I Am

Today, I journeyed inside myself
took stock of what it is that
determines the me I am

first I encountered the brokenness,
these being the parts which always
clamour to be noticed …
brokenness caused by loss, grief,
disappointments,
failures, judgements,
any of which could easily define me

but they don’t

going deeper, I found the dreams,
ideals, hopes, longings, wishes,
which over time have been
overwhelmed by the brokenness,
even though weaker now,
could easily fade away, be forgotten

but they won’t

woven within all that is me, are
threads of my strengths, abilities,
characteristics which are uniquely mine,
values, principles built over years
through experience and learning,
any of which could easily break

but they don’t

there, at the core of
all that weaves together,
the tapestry of the me I am
is my true self,
my authentic self
I don’t want to lose her

and I won’t

© Aj d’Wit - 17 September 2026

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Plan Von Akbar

@planvonakbar.bsky.social

4 days ago

Склонившись к небесам полета и паденья, Наносит провиденье заветные черты: Для грешников - мечты, для праведных - спасенье, Потерянным - забвенья увядшие цветы. #poetry #verse #poems #images #AiArt Illustration by Orion. Переиздание/Reissue

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Plan Von Akbar

@planvonakbar.bsky.social

3 days ago

Мы поднимались или падали, а может Застыли в вечности, внимая её песни, За непохожесть отнимая у похожих Существование, не так похожи если. #poetry #verse #poems #images #AiArt Illustration by Orion. Переиздание/Reissue

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Plan Von Akbar

@planvonakbar.bsky.social

about 17 hours ago

Улыбку на руках протягивая встречным, Души своей проекцию присваивая им, Он понял слишком поздно, что защититься нечем, От мира, где таких, как он, хоронят молодым. #poetry #verse #poems #images #AiArt Переиздание/Reissue

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Aj d'Wit (Audrey)

@audjde.bsky.social

6 days ago

My attempt at reflecting upon mental illness, having spent many hours today with a beautiful niece who struggles with a mind which tries to dictate her life. #Verse #ProbablyNotPoetry #MentalIllness #EveryMindIsBeautiful

The image for this verse is an abstract piece of art of fingers of different colours coming down from the top, and rising up from the bottom.

Text:

Beautiful Chaos

The mind is an alien terrain,
not always predictable,
able to be constrained by
the rules and expectations
of a society which demands too much
of those whose brain chemistry
rules, dictates ones behaviour

there are no neat, linear solutions
for a mind which struggles with each day,
a beautiful, chaotic mind needs to be allowed
to develop its own patterns
within the nurturing of love
until it finds acceptance within itself

© Aj d’Wit - 16 September 2026

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Plan Von Akbar

@planvonakbar.bsky.social

1 day ago

Хлеб власти - мутаген. Раскидывая крошки, Который метит ложные маршруты Для душ полупустых, но алчностью раздутых, Стирая человечности дорожки. #poetry #verse #poems #images #AiArt Переиздание/Reissue

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Plan Von Akbar

@planvonakbar.bsky.social

5 days ago

Соткался воздух, как провидец обещал. Открылась дверь, осуществленная моментом. За край судьбы откинулись проценты, Не так достаточные для других начал. #poetry #verse #poems #images #AiArt Illustration by Orion. Переиздание/Reissue

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Aj d'Wit (Audrey)

@audjde.bsky.social

8 days ago

All it took was to come across a bunch of Daffodils this morning, & words started to form. Took me in a direction I didn't know I was headed. Even though we get on with living when a loved one dies, never means that we will ever stop missing them. And, that's perfectly fine. #Verse #Poetry #Grief

A bright yellow daffodil, surrounded by others, is the image accompanying this poem.

Text:

Colours of Missing

When you miss me most,
your heart is heavy,
meet me in the yellow,
the yellow of the daffodils,
be reminded of my smile

When you miss me most,
feel that you can no longer go on,
meet me in the green,
the green of those rolling hills
where once we wandered

When you miss me most,
loneliness your only companion,
meet me in the blue,
the blue of a clear, cool day,
hear my laughter once more

When you miss me most,
sleep interrupted by torment,
meet me in the silver,
the silver of a moonlit night,
remember my soft embrace

When you miss me most,
tears blur your vision,
meet me in the red,
the red of my captured heart,
know my love never ceased

All those times,
when you miss me most,
be surrounded by
all the colours of living,
notice those traces of me
still woven within you

© Aj d’Wit - 14 September 2026

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Aj d'Wit (Audrey)

@audjde.bsky.social

7 days ago

Sometimes you need to stop, breathe deep, and remember what is truly important. It's life's small delights which makes our lives richer, more meaningful. (One of my sunrise photos) #Verse #Poetry #PoetryCommunity #ECK #Sunrise #Wonderment-Isn'tThisAGreatWord

The image for this poem is of a bright yellow sun rising up from the horizon, which turned the sky a glowing amber colour, while the ocean a silver-blue.

Text:

Wonderment of Being

I took hold of a pause today
in which to still my mind
and slow my breathing

the affairs of the world would
rather I rush onwards, taking
heed of little else than to
get ahead, outdo the other

yet, in the chaos of hurry
I miss the slow
unfurling preciousness
of life’s small delights,
and the wonderment of just being

© Aj d’Wit - 15 September 2026

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Victor Kisob

@victorkisob.bsky.social

4 months ago

Insinuation A potent stanza's tone Suggests one stands alone Like one addressed by name. A poem worth its salt Does not present assault But shifts the room's array. #poem #poemoftheday #poetry #poems #bluesky #blueskypoetry #blueskyart #art #verse #meaning