Sunlit
@sunblissful.bsky.social
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Writer/snaps photos/musician. Posts © to myself except REposts. Obsessed with trees/lover of the moon and rain. I DO visit profiles. Kindness matters. 🕯
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Where love exists, time becomes gentle

#Photography #Art #Autumn #MomentsThatStay #Nature #LoveInSilence #SeasonOfTheSoul
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Sshhhh...don't feed that energy 😅
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Understood. I love that aspect of nature, when no photo snaps the true depths of what is seen, makes the memory more special :)
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Nature
the balm
calm

#Poetry #Photography
📷:mine
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😮Now that sounds amazing! Enjoy :)
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Snake's favourite haunt
can't blame them
is peaceful there
soft singing
sounds amazing
in this spot

#Poetry #Photography
📷:mine
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Just another friend
roaming here and free
wondering what to make
of me as I smile with heart

#Poetry #Photography
📷:mine
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#PoemsAbout #ImperfectMe @alanparrywriter.co.uk @thebrokenspine.co.uk

#adaptation: ©Jan Peters/Solivagant Wisdom, 2025

#Expressionism #Trakl #PoetryInTranslation #DepthPsychology #TheShadow #CainAndAbel #Blake #Nightmare
Dread 

After Das Grauen (1909) by
Austrian Expressionist poet, Georg Trakl (1887-1914) 

I drift through deserted rooms.
Frenzied stars dance upon a blue backdrop.
Dogs bay in beck-rimmed yards.
Manic chinook roots through the treetops.

Then all stir ceases.
Aglow with choleric ardour, 
Venomous blooms sprout from my mouth.
Blood-drip sap from marred branches 
Shimmers pale as dew. 

From the mirror’s specious void,
From the mirror’s pearly shade,
Contours merge vaguely into the 
Visage of Cain.

Curtains rustle softly.
The moon stares vacantly 
Through the window.
I’m alone with my killer.


Free adaptation from the German:
©Jan Peters/Solivagant Wisdom, 2025

"The Body of Abel Found by Adam & Eve", William Blake, circa 1826
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😮 Blimey...one of the best pieces of poetry I have read this morning, wow...
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This...👀 is how my eyes are after reading your amazing poetry Jan! Phenomenal talent! 💛
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😅 Haven't had gingerbread in years! Made me laugh...
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ah, it really is good for you. Just under half a teaspoon in strong tea, a dash of honey to sweeten if you like honey...nice and warming on a chilled day :)
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There was a time I wrote prose and stories, indeed, a novel sits in my desk drawer, gathering dust. How life condenses us...eventually.
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#WildWalkPrompt #apple #harvest
Dawn

The wood exhales,
green sour apple.
My writing app,
rippled with words,
harvested and sorted
on a flashing,
never-ending page in the dark.

One stolen fag,
lips bitten.
Unknown compels its fix.

The world I give up
for smallness like this.