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fababean.bsky.social
temple pulse
monotone pain
lurking malaise

#vss365 #monotonous
December 14, 2025 at 3:24 PM
fababean.bsky.social
imposter syndrome:

always being handed #consolation prizes

#vss365
December 9, 2025 at 1:53 PM
fababean.bsky.social
#vss365 #suave
A poem based on the prompt ‘suave’. the finest words truly crisp and precisely chiselled riotous in chaotic uproar pesky in their needling distress frisky to tickle and cheer suave in their elegant swish in elaborate verses they string and sing tone and register image and resonance beating in tempo a song remembered then slip into the hidden hollows of heart igniting chambers to surge and pulse seek living waters then rise and spill and come to life
December 1, 2025 at 5:56 PM
fababean.bsky.social
#vss365 #matter #reflection
November 29, 2025 at 7:07 PM
fababean.bsky.social
tendrils of sweet awareness in day
sync of gentle breath in sleep
verses of soft affection in tandem
love
a barometer of my #health

#vss365
November 28, 2025 at 5:17 PM
fababean.bsky.social
Beggar my love
If it needs a #measurables
I can’t reckon the myriad ways
Our life together creates pleasurables

#vss365
November 22, 2025 at 6:28 PM
fababean.bsky.social
defying specifics
values churn in ethereal spaces
for that elusive equation for beauty

#vss365 #specific
November 21, 2025 at 5:02 PM
fababean.bsky.social
A Political Treatise

To bet on our future options
Whether to accept the stifling of thought, will and truth
Or free the inventiveness of the human spirit
And break through to a kinder world
With renewed stewardship of love
We know what we want
So yes ‘Fuck the Billionaires’

#vss365 #option
November 19, 2025 at 3:42 PM
fababean.bsky.social
#vss365 #number
A poem based on the prompt word ‘number’. it was a wrong number but something of their voice lingered the hurried pace, hint of anguish, disbelief at their error stayed what had happened curiosity or perhaps empathy wondered unseen, i transubstantiate into an actor in the recessed light of the waiting drama accepting humanity loops through fibre optic cables
November 13, 2025 at 7:12 PM
fababean.bsky.social
invoking ideals to mask crude power plays
measuring the cost of peace by lives of the young misled
honouring arms and armistice
in its ever perverse interplay

#vss365 #measure #RemembranceDay
November 11, 2025 at 2:51 PM
fababean.bsky.social
Beware, Literature!
it breaks open
unthought thoughts
unfelt feelings
unsought soughts
un-danced songs of sound and rhythm
un-lived lives
reconnecting to the pulse of life
and the heartbeat of the universe

#vss365 #Literature
November 10, 2025 at 4:58 PM
fababean.bsky.social
the law and the prophets
foretold the mayhem
of the human heart
we learn to tinker with
gauges and valves

#vss365 #law
November 9, 2025 at 6:12 PM
fababean.bsky.social
#vss365 #history
A poem based on the prompt word ‘history’. worst massacre known to time the wholesale silencing of truth falsehoods enfold us in packaged lies as history massaging time's perpetuated deceptions on our bare bodies that bloodied scratch the earth in search of light as we relive truths of the past and glimpse sneers behind masks but you put our eyes out again and wrap us afresh in fabrications
November 8, 2025 at 2:34 AM
fababean.bsky.social
#vss365 #geography
A poem based on prompt word ‘Geography’. if i could only track the path of your thoughts when you go silent with rage does the geography of childhood pain recall you home its wrap of perverse comfort permitting self-flagellation for the betrayal of control of consciousness of choice or can you soothe yourself let light through break free at last from the torment of a fractured soul perhaps love can call you home to the warmth of understanding of the imperfection of being human
November 6, 2025 at 4:59 PM
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ericlahti.bsky.social
It used to be the loud and stupid were mostly #unseen. Street corner preachers with a soap box or loons with a conspiracy show on AM radio. Now, thanks to the magic of social media, they run the country.
#vss365
October 23, 2025 at 11:50 AM
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robertjw4688.bsky.social
You used to saunter
through the corpses
of crimson butterflies.
How tenacious
was your crown of scars!
Life whittled you away
from a mother
to a strand of burnt hair
as hospice care
and an inevitable funeral
slow danced to the murmur
of youth,
loud
but unseen.

#emoetry #vss365 #poetry
October 23, 2025 at 12:46 PM
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rachelnewcombe8.bsky.social
U
SEEN
S
E
E
SEEN

Hiding in plain sight.

#vss365 #unseen
October 23, 2025 at 1:24 PM
fababean.bsky.social
#vss365 #unseen
more of an ill-conceived idea than someone's child she hung about her life present but unseen nervously stressing to press out a use out of unformed purpose struggling to find redemption out of a spurious encounter of two people - their love gone cold barely present to themselves in their separate lives
October 23, 2025 at 10:07 AM
fababean.bsky.social
deluxe
elite tribute
on the altar of the skin-deep rich

#vss365 #deluxe
October 14, 2025 at 7:45 PM
fababean.bsky.social
composed, i contemplate
blobs of pure verve
thrusting, thrashing, splashing
upslope of contrary currents
the nerve of the annual salmon run

#vss365 #verve
October 10, 2025 at 4:25 PM
fababean.bsky.social
#vss365 #advert
A poem based on the prompt word ‘advert’. i got fired once 'performance issues' they said and without further elaboration they tossed me out... (ellipsis) it's true though i am not good at performing corporate-desired mating rituals, like straining myself, looking up to bosses worshipful eyes instead settling broadly to other visions attention adverting to margins ministering in the gutters
October 5, 2025 at 2:26 PM
fababean.bsky.social
stretched, stretched beyond the brink of humanity
our ideals planted on the fertile soil
of inherent dignity
of universal rights
hang off cliffs
in twisted outgrowth
a hard-featured contortionist’s dream
elasticized into deformity

#vss365 #elastic
October 4, 2025 at 7:04 PM
fababean.bsky.social
life slowly became a blur
bleeding out
its contours of reality
naïve containers no longer held bodies of certainties
and i’ve lived and died
many times since
seeking the definitions of truth

#vss365 #blur
October 1, 2025 at 12:00 PM
fababean.bsky.social
#vss365 #eventuality
an eventuality, yes eventually we will part one before the other (please, selfishly i ask, let it not be you ahead of me) grief anticipates itself in the realization and i take in all that is human and organic about you - sweet musk smell, soft rasping feel, golden looks, thick accent all your exasperating touching imperfections and recover the excitement of our love when we first met then moulded, folded into years as we struggled, flawed by life aware that love blended in pain will always cut and beautifully survive
September 24, 2025 at 5:34 PM
fababean.bsky.social
#vss365 #bellwether
the garden was quiet last summer a reckoning un-spared under the ominous weight of a murky grey silence birdsong was muted by wildfires raging through the air in climate consternation as flowers drooped in the uncertain sun and the absence of the buzz of bees again that year set off a bellwether alarm for the future of diverse species that risk apocalyptically our own yet at raucous decibels perverse political voices loudly shush us into a cowardly retreat from the fight for our survival
September 23, 2025 at 3:19 PM