Bacchante Blues
@bacchal.bsky.social
Poet asleep in the long grass 🌾
New Zealand based
Unleash Lit WIP Finalist 2025 ☀️
POETRY REVIEW https://bacchalbooks.substack.com
New Zealand based
Unleash Lit WIP Finalist 2025 ☀️
POETRY REVIEW https://bacchalbooks.substack.com
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Bacchante Blues
@bacchal.bsky.social
· Oct 7
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Soft launching my poetry review substack!
Honest, incisive feedback is something I have personally struggled with as an emerging poet, and in a world where submission fees can make the publication process inaccessible, I'm creating a space for new poets to receive the critique they desire 1/
Honest, incisive feedback is something I have personally struggled with as an emerging poet, and in a world where submission fees can make the publication process inaccessible, I'm creating a space for new poets to receive the critique they desire 1/
Reposted by Bacchante Blues
November 12, 2025 at 7:38 PM
Reposted by Bacchante Blues
November 11, 2025 at 3:23 AM
Mole
Furtive and furry, Hecate moon
Raised and soft; oddly rodent
Clean lines unspared by morbid glance
Teddy bear velvet giving sheen
To whatever is adding and adding beneath
Eyeless and spotted, a perfect bore
More a .22 than a 44.
Stamped and buttoned on your skin
#poem #poetry #horror
Furtive and furry, Hecate moon
Raised and soft; oddly rodent
Clean lines unspared by morbid glance
Teddy bear velvet giving sheen
To whatever is adding and adding beneath
Eyeless and spotted, a perfect bore
More a .22 than a 44.
Stamped and buttoned on your skin
#poem #poetry #horror
November 10, 2025 at 11:55 PM
November 10, 2025 at 7:44 PM
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November 10, 2025 at 7:10 PM
The longer twilight
I call November purple
Reaches into that infinity
Just a twinge, an indigo
Halo crowning the careless sun
As Mars and Jupiter turn and turn
#poem #poetry #writerscommunity
I call November purple
Reaches into that infinity
Just a twinge, an indigo
Halo crowning the careless sun
As Mars and Jupiter turn and turn
#poem #poetry #writerscommunity
November 10, 2025 at 10:05 AM
The longer twilight
I call November purple
Reaches into that infinity
Just a twinge, an indigo
Halo crowning the careless sun
As Mars and Jupiter turn and turn
#poem #poetry #writerscommunity
I call November purple
Reaches into that infinity
Just a twinge, an indigo
Halo crowning the careless sun
As Mars and Jupiter turn and turn
#poem #poetry #writerscommunity
A big enough cat
Better than a fireplace
Eyes deep as embers
#poem #poetry #haiku #dailyhaikuprompt fireplace
Better than a fireplace
Eyes deep as embers
#poem #poetry #haiku #dailyhaikuprompt fireplace
November 10, 2025 at 9:53 AM
A big enough cat
Better than a fireplace
Eyes deep as embers
#poem #poetry #haiku #dailyhaikuprompt fireplace
Better than a fireplace
Eyes deep as embers
#poem #poetry #haiku #dailyhaikuprompt fireplace
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All things must fall
and feed the waiting ground,
the hawk, the stone,
the sorrow we have known.
There is a law
where comfort can be found:
what dies becomes
the seed, the soil, the bone.
Moss covers all
with patient, final grace,
and the beginning
finds its resting place.
#poetry
#vss365
and feed the waiting ground,
the hawk, the stone,
the sorrow we have known.
There is a law
where comfort can be found:
what dies becomes
the seed, the soil, the bone.
Moss covers all
with patient, final grace,
and the beginning
finds its resting place.
#poetry
#vss365
November 9, 2025 at 9:15 PM
Reposted by Bacchante Blues
so sharp, yet brittle
but with simple alchemy
cunning tempered steel
#haikufeels #brittle #senryu #poem #poetry
but with simple alchemy
cunning tempered steel
#haikufeels #brittle #senryu #poem #poetry
November 9, 2025 at 11:25 AM
so sharp, yet brittle
but with simple alchemy
cunning tempered steel
#haikufeels #brittle #senryu #poem #poetry
but with simple alchemy
cunning tempered steel
#haikufeels #brittle #senryu #poem #poetry
A starling
Carrying a sprig of wool
In her yellow-eternal beak
Piked from the market of roadkill
Sticks from the bonfire going brown
Husk of corn
Fallen from the sow's mouth
Her bright, motley, mongrel nest
The tiny blueish egg within -
A sane ellipse
Amongst the Second Law
#vss365 #poem
Carrying a sprig of wool
In her yellow-eternal beak
Piked from the market of roadkill
Sticks from the bonfire going brown
Husk of corn
Fallen from the sow's mouth
Her bright, motley, mongrel nest
The tiny blueish egg within -
A sane ellipse
Amongst the Second Law
#vss365 #poem
November 9, 2025 at 9:54 PM
Winter wool yielding
To linen and silk - new clothes
Flutter on hangers
#poem #poetry #dailyhaikuprompt new clothes
To linen and silk - new clothes
Flutter on hangers
#poem #poetry #dailyhaikuprompt new clothes
November 9, 2025 at 9:51 PM
Winter wool yielding
To linen and silk - new clothes
Flutter on hangers
#poem #poetry #dailyhaikuprompt new clothes
To linen and silk - new clothes
Flutter on hangers
#poem #poetry #dailyhaikuprompt new clothes
Tap roots flirt with earth
Growing purple with yearning
Until snip! Turnip soup
#poem #poetry #haiku #DailyHaikuPrompt turnip/flirt
Growing purple with yearning
Until snip! Turnip soup
#poem #poetry #haiku #DailyHaikuPrompt turnip/flirt
November 9, 2025 at 9:45 PM
Tap roots flirt with earth
Growing purple with yearning
Until snip! Turnip soup
#poem #poetry #haiku #DailyHaikuPrompt turnip/flirt
Growing purple with yearning
Until snip! Turnip soup
#poem #poetry #haiku #DailyHaikuPrompt turnip/flirt
First Kiss
Underneath Aries we kissed
And the sky reached downwards, the clouds
Soft and gray as puffling down
Stilled the ram's charge, turned it to glow
Of simple star and racing heart
Felt clear through our winter coats
#poem #poetry #writerscommunity
Underneath Aries we kissed
And the sky reached downwards, the clouds
Soft and gray as puffling down
Stilled the ram's charge, turned it to glow
Of simple star and racing heart
Felt clear through our winter coats
#poem #poetry #writerscommunity
November 9, 2025 at 7:40 PM
First Kiss
Underneath Aries we kissed
And the sky reached downwards, the clouds
Soft and gray as puffling down
Stilled the ram's charge, turned it to glow
Of simple star and racing heart
Felt clear through our winter coats
#poem #poetry #writerscommunity
Underneath Aries we kissed
And the sky reached downwards, the clouds
Soft and gray as puffling down
Stilled the ram's charge, turned it to glow
Of simple star and racing heart
Felt clear through our winter coats
#poem #poetry #writerscommunity
Reposted by Bacchante Blues
November 7, 2025 at 3:23 AM
Reposted by Bacchante Blues
these walls between us
and my gentle hands
when i come tapping softly
at your door
ᝰ.🖋️
#poetrysky
#poetry #poem
#blueskypoets
#writingcommunity
and my gentle hands
when i come tapping softly
at your door
ᝰ.🖋️
#poetrysky
#poetry #poem
#blueskypoets
#writingcommunity
November 6, 2025 at 9:16 PM
these walls between us
and my gentle hands
when i come tapping softly
at your door
ᝰ.🖋️
#poetrysky
#poetry #poem
#blueskypoets
#writingcommunity
and my gentle hands
when i come tapping softly
at your door
ᝰ.🖋️
#poetrysky
#poetry #poem
#blueskypoets
#writingcommunity
"RURAL BLUES"
Original poem by me.
Inspired by formative years growing up in a farming town
#poem #poetry #writerscommunity
Original poem by me.
Inspired by formative years growing up in a farming town
#poem #poetry #writerscommunity
November 6, 2025 at 11:36 PM
"RURAL BLUES"
Original poem by me.
Inspired by formative years growing up in a farming town
#poem #poetry #writerscommunity
Original poem by me.
Inspired by formative years growing up in a farming town
#poem #poetry #writerscommunity
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sudden momentum
of air through a windpipe
until nothing hums
in your mouth’s cupola
but a small bird’s hosanna
#tanka #poetry
#TankaThursday
of air through a windpipe
until nothing hums
in your mouth’s cupola
but a small bird’s hosanna
#tanka #poetry
#TankaThursday
November 6, 2025 at 7:39 PM
sudden momentum
of air through a windpipe
until nothing hums
in your mouth’s cupola
but a small bird’s hosanna
#tanka #poetry
#TankaThursday
of air through a windpipe
until nothing hums
in your mouth’s cupola
but a small bird’s hosanna
#tanka #poetry
#TankaThursday
Button full and milk
Merry, the moon rise
Makes grass gleam silver
#poem #poetry #haiku #dailyhaikuprompt moon rise
Merry, the moon rise
Makes grass gleam silver
#poem #poetry #haiku #dailyhaikuprompt moon rise
November 6, 2025 at 7:33 PM
Button full and milk
Merry, the moon rise
Makes grass gleam silver
#poem #poetry #haiku #dailyhaikuprompt moon rise
Merry, the moon rise
Makes grass gleam silver
#poem #poetry #haiku #dailyhaikuprompt moon rise
How you slept! It frightened me
Still as a facet on a solitaire
I could stare and stare
That geography of skin
And flinted bone, moonstruck
In its own conundrum
You look so alone
Oddly at peace
You're not -
I know
#poem #poetry #writerscommunity #vss365 geography
Still as a facet on a solitaire
I could stare and stare
That geography of skin
And flinted bone, moonstruck
In its own conundrum
You look so alone
Oddly at peace
You're not -
I know
#poem #poetry #writerscommunity #vss365 geography
November 6, 2025 at 1:09 PM
How you slept! It frightened me
Still as a facet on a solitaire
I could stare and stare
That geography of skin
And flinted bone, moonstruck
In its own conundrum
You look so alone
Oddly at peace
You're not -
I know
#poem #poetry #writerscommunity #vss365 geography
Still as a facet on a solitaire
I could stare and stare
That geography of skin
And flinted bone, moonstruck
In its own conundrum
You look so alone
Oddly at peace
You're not -
I know
#poem #poetry #writerscommunity #vss365 geography
November 6, 2025 at 1:50 AM
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November 6, 2025 at 1:29 AM
RED MAGICIAN
(revised)
This poem is an ode to menstruation, a stigmatized and often painful condition. I decided to use 1920's imagery as a motif for the body celebrating its design, in eternal reccurance, with dignity and whimsy
#poem #poetry #freeverse #writerscommunity
(revised)
This poem is an ode to menstruation, a stigmatized and often painful condition. I decided to use 1920's imagery as a motif for the body celebrating its design, in eternal reccurance, with dignity and whimsy
#poem #poetry #freeverse #writerscommunity
November 6, 2025 at 12:30 AM
RED MAGICIAN
(revised)
This poem is an ode to menstruation, a stigmatized and often painful condition. I decided to use 1920's imagery as a motif for the body celebrating its design, in eternal reccurance, with dignity and whimsy
#poem #poetry #freeverse #writerscommunity
(revised)
This poem is an ode to menstruation, a stigmatized and often painful condition. I decided to use 1920's imagery as a motif for the body celebrating its design, in eternal reccurance, with dignity and whimsy
#poem #poetry #freeverse #writerscommunity
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November 5, 2025 at 10:42 PM
In the Sun, Eyes Shut
I can't think nor know my name
Anymore than the sun can blink
I feel sorry for it, lonely up there
Trapped in the window tint, the pinprick
Hemmed in by sills and angles
Oh, your glare! O candor -
All I can do is squeeze shut
And let the red red red
Fill me up
#poem
I can't think nor know my name
Anymore than the sun can blink
I feel sorry for it, lonely up there
Trapped in the window tint, the pinprick
Hemmed in by sills and angles
Oh, your glare! O candor -
All I can do is squeeze shut
And let the red red red
Fill me up
#poem
November 5, 2025 at 10:44 PM
In the Sun, Eyes Shut
I can't think nor know my name
Anymore than the sun can blink
I feel sorry for it, lonely up there
Trapped in the window tint, the pinprick
Hemmed in by sills and angles
Oh, your glare! O candor -
All I can do is squeeze shut
And let the red red red
Fill me up
#poem
I can't think nor know my name
Anymore than the sun can blink
I feel sorry for it, lonely up there
Trapped in the window tint, the pinprick
Hemmed in by sills and angles
Oh, your glare! O candor -
All I can do is squeeze shut
And let the red red red
Fill me up
#poem