Sarah Giblin
@ginandmiskatonic.bsky.social
Fan of HP Lovecraft and other horrors. Hobby gatherer and doodler. Likes gin too. Flew here from somewhere else; left all my old feathers there. Reader, solver of woolly problems, science fan, love playing with words.
Pinned
Keep your eyes on the shoreline and row gently, we aim for—what?
Alright, I will keep your eyes on the shoreline. When I have the book and said the words I will leave and return your body to you.
What do you mean that’s no #consolation?
I see. I do not know if we can exist together as pure mind.
Alright, I will keep your eyes on the shoreline. When I have the book and said the words I will leave and return your body to you.
What do you mean that’s no #consolation?
I see. I do not know if we can exist together as pure mind.
Reposted by Sarah Giblin
Winter’s silence teaches
what Spring
will preach
aloud;
That every end’s a seed
in wait
beneath
a shroud.
what Spring
will preach
aloud;
That every end’s a seed
in wait
beneath
a shroud.
December 10, 2025 at 8:14 PM
Winter’s silence teaches
what Spring
will preach
aloud;
That every end’s a seed
in wait
beneath
a shroud.
what Spring
will preach
aloud;
That every end’s a seed
in wait
beneath
a shroud.
Dancing in fairy rings, slipping between standing stones, mirrored in mirrors while storms flash and thunder and stepping off the path while wolves howl. Done it all and nothing will steal me away from you and so #bewitched I will burn for you and my ashes will drift wherever you go. #vss365
December 10, 2025 at 10:25 PM
Dancing in fairy rings, slipping between standing stones, mirrored in mirrors while storms flash and thunder and stepping off the path while wolves howl. Done it all and nothing will steal me away from you and so #bewitched I will burn for you and my ashes will drift wherever you go. #vss365
Reposted by Sarah Giblin
Our haiku prompts for Dec 6-13.
Use them as you will.
The writing is the point.
12/06 December Cherries
12/07 Desolation Green Leaves
12/08 North Wild Iris
12/09 Breath Cool Evening
12/10 Camillia Grazing
12/11 Star Fragrance
12/12 Snowflake Roots
12/13 Dark Cloud Waterfall
Cold moon —
among […]
Use them as you will.
The writing is the point.
12/06 December Cherries
12/07 Desolation Green Leaves
12/08 North Wild Iris
12/09 Breath Cool Evening
12/10 Camillia Grazing
12/11 Star Fragrance
12/12 Snowflake Roots
12/13 Dark Cloud Waterfall
Cold moon —
among […]
Original post on mastodon.world
mastodon.world
December 6, 2025 at 12:36 PM
Our haiku prompts for Dec 6-13.
Use them as you will.
The writing is the point.
12/06 December Cherries
12/07 Desolation Green Leaves
12/08 North Wild Iris
12/09 Breath Cool Evening
12/10 Camillia Grazing
12/11 Star Fragrance
12/12 Snowflake Roots
12/13 Dark Cloud Waterfall
Cold moon —
among […]
Use them as you will.
The writing is the point.
12/06 December Cherries
12/07 Desolation Green Leaves
12/08 North Wild Iris
12/09 Breath Cool Evening
12/10 Camillia Grazing
12/11 Star Fragrance
12/12 Snowflake Roots
12/13 Dark Cloud Waterfall
Cold moon —
among […]
Reposted by Sarah Giblin
She would like to be the little girl again who skips rope, inventing a vault perfectly sized to the body that flips within it, bewitched by her own motion.
#vss365 #prompt December 10 #bewitched
📸 Rudolf Koppitz
#vss365 #prompt December 10 #bewitched
📸 Rudolf Koppitz
December 10, 2025 at 8:00 AM
She would like to be the little girl again who skips rope, inventing a vault perfectly sized to the body that flips within it, bewitched by her own motion.
#vss365 #prompt December 10 #bewitched
📸 Rudolf Koppitz
#vss365 #prompt December 10 #bewitched
📸 Rudolf Koppitz
Sometimes I am the wind
Gentle breeze then storm front
Then sometimes I am kin
To the seas flocculent
Noisy in breaking wrath
Then smooth gently shushing
The shores sore in my path
And there I walk between
On a sliver of coast
With all the tides I host
Gentle breeze then storm front
Then sometimes I am kin
To the seas flocculent
Noisy in breaking wrath
Then smooth gently shushing
The shores sore in my path
And there I walk between
On a sliver of coast
With all the tides I host
December 9, 2025 at 11:21 PM
Sometimes I am the wind
Gentle breeze then storm front
Then sometimes I am kin
To the seas flocculent
Noisy in breaking wrath
Then smooth gently shushing
The shores sore in my path
And there I walk between
On a sliver of coast
With all the tides I host
Gentle breeze then storm front
Then sometimes I am kin
To the seas flocculent
Noisy in breaking wrath
Then smooth gently shushing
The shores sore in my path
And there I walk between
On a sliver of coast
With all the tides I host
No sweet solace in #consolation when the sugared almond is hard to swallow. No rest in second place no peace in loss when all was taken and not won. No healing in waters too salted with breakers when the shore promised haven. But we rise hungry, battle forged, like cliffs the sea can’t beat. #vss365
December 9, 2025 at 8:58 PM
No sweet solace in #consolation when the sugared almond is hard to swallow. No rest in second place no peace in loss when all was taken and not won. No healing in waters too salted with breakers when the shore promised haven. But we rise hungry, battle forged, like cliffs the sea can’t beat. #vss365
Reposted by Sarah Giblin
At times a reluctant glance passes and something numinous enters the moment offering a brief consolation before returning to whatever called it forth. Even as its imprint belongs to a time we never lived, the ache settles into a softer contour.
#vss365 #prompt Dec 9 #consolation
📸 M. Batich
#vss365 #prompt Dec 9 #consolation
📸 M. Batich
December 9, 2025 at 8:04 AM
At times a reluctant glance passes and something numinous enters the moment offering a brief consolation before returning to whatever called it forth. Even as its imprint belongs to a time we never lived, the ache settles into a softer contour.
#vss365 #prompt Dec 9 #consolation
📸 M. Batich
#vss365 #prompt Dec 9 #consolation
📸 M. Batich
A fading ripple
Each crest perfect memory
The shore feels it all
Each crest perfect memory
The shore feels it all
December 9, 2025 at 6:50 PM
A fading ripple
Each crest perfect memory
The shore feels it all
Each crest perfect memory
The shore feels it all
With the ending breath
Cool evening spreads such dark wings
A shadow settles
#dailyhaikuprompt Breath cool evening
Cool evening spreads such dark wings
A shadow settles
#dailyhaikuprompt Breath cool evening
December 9, 2025 at 6:48 PM
With the ending breath
Cool evening spreads such dark wings
A shadow settles
#dailyhaikuprompt Breath cool evening
Cool evening spreads such dark wings
A shadow settles
#dailyhaikuprompt Breath cool evening
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In poetry & prose, light often stirs as sight begins to loosen. What the world keeps at its surface slips inward, settling into aphotic depths that draw forth another illumination. Soft & unlike anything the eye alone can find.
The #vss365 #prompt for December 2nd: #aphotic
✍️✨
The #vss365 #prompt for December 2nd: #aphotic
✍️✨
December 2, 2025 at 8:01 AM
With the winter cold
Night flies slower across skies
Dawn teases a break
#dailyhaikuprompt cold night flies
Night flies slower across skies
Dawn teases a break
#dailyhaikuprompt cold night flies
December 2, 2025 at 11:56 AM
With the winter cold
Night flies slower across skies
Dawn teases a break
#dailyhaikuprompt cold night flies
Night flies slower across skies
Dawn teases a break
#dailyhaikuprompt cold night flies
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Our Haiku Prompts for 11/29 to 12/06
Feel free to use any form of the word, or just the idea.
Entering the mid-season as the Great Wheel keeps turning.
11/29 Withered Reeds Green Reeds
11/30 Winter Coat Pool
12/01 Tea Fresh Peas
12/02 Cold Night Flies
12/03 Moon Paint
12/04 Juncos Shaved Ice […]
Feel free to use any form of the word, or just the idea.
Entering the mid-season as the Great Wheel keeps turning.
11/29 Withered Reeds Green Reeds
11/30 Winter Coat Pool
12/01 Tea Fresh Peas
12/02 Cold Night Flies
12/03 Moon Paint
12/04 Juncos Shaved Ice […]
Original post on mastodon.world
mastodon.world
November 29, 2025 at 12:58 PM
Our Haiku Prompts for 11/29 to 12/06
Feel free to use any form of the word, or just the idea.
Entering the mid-season as the Great Wheel keeps turning.
11/29 Withered Reeds Green Reeds
11/30 Winter Coat Pool
12/01 Tea Fresh Peas
12/02 Cold Night Flies
12/03 Moon Paint
12/04 Juncos Shaved Ice […]
Feel free to use any form of the word, or just the idea.
Entering the mid-season as the Great Wheel keeps turning.
11/29 Withered Reeds Green Reeds
11/30 Winter Coat Pool
12/01 Tea Fresh Peas
12/02 Cold Night Flies
12/03 Moon Paint
12/04 Juncos Shaved Ice […]
Reposted by Sarah Giblin
Prompt 152
Slumbering
Carved
Porcelain
Do Not use the prompt words in your piece. Please use #SenseWrds , and include the prompt number. No combo prompts. Message me if you have more questions.
Slumbering
Carved
Porcelain
Do Not use the prompt words in your piece. Please use #SenseWrds , and include the prompt number. No combo prompts. Message me if you have more questions.
November 30, 2025 at 11:16 PM
Prompt 152
Slumbering
Carved
Porcelain
Do Not use the prompt words in your piece. Please use #SenseWrds , and include the prompt number. No combo prompts. Message me if you have more questions.
Slumbering
Carved
Porcelain
Do Not use the prompt words in your piece. Please use #SenseWrds , and include the prompt number. No combo prompts. Message me if you have more questions.
December 1, 2025 at 4:57 PM
Now spilling the tea
Fresh peas shelled of their secrets
Feast for the hungry
#dailyhaikuprompt tea fresh peas
Fresh peas shelled of their secrets
Feast for the hungry
#dailyhaikuprompt tea fresh peas
December 1, 2025 at 4:51 PM
Now spilling the tea
Fresh peas shelled of their secrets
Feast for the hungry
#dailyhaikuprompt tea fresh peas
Fresh peas shelled of their secrets
Feast for the hungry
#dailyhaikuprompt tea fresh peas
The river withered
Reeds stay like devout mourners
No tears left to fall
#dailyhaikuprompt withered reeds
Reeds stay like devout mourners
No tears left to fall
#dailyhaikuprompt withered reeds
November 29, 2025 at 10:25 AM
The river withered
Reeds stay like devout mourners
No tears left to fall
#dailyhaikuprompt withered reeds
Reeds stay like devout mourners
No tears left to fall
#dailyhaikuprompt withered reeds
November 27, 2025 at 10:26 AM
November 27, 2025 at 10:25 AM
The conundrum…to understand a wave one must know the ocean, but she holds her secrets in each breaker never speaking again.
November 27, 2025 at 10:23 AM
The conundrum…to understand a wave one must know the ocean, but she holds her secrets in each breaker never speaking again.
Reposted by Sarah Giblin
What is clear as day, I have learned, is that the skill & knowledge within this community, is immeasurable. thank you for sharing
Here’s a quote that made me think …
Live as if you were to die tomorrow.
Learn as if you were to live forever M. Gandhi
The #vss365 #prompt for 27 Nov #learning
Here’s a quote that made me think …
Live as if you were to die tomorrow.
Learn as if you were to live forever M. Gandhi
The #vss365 #prompt for 27 Nov #learning
a baby is reading a book with the letter b on the front
ALT: a baby is reading a book with the letter b on the front
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November 27, 2025 at 7:34 AM
November 26, 2025 at 10:26 PM
A gentle grace settled around
Feather light and as thin as breath
Blooming in cold air a soft sound
Promising times not yet bereft
And a thousand clouds do resound
Joy will return in what time’s left
#sensewrds 150
Feather light and as thin as breath
Blooming in cold air a soft sound
Promising times not yet bereft
And a thousand clouds do resound
Joy will return in what time’s left
#sensewrds 150
November 26, 2025 at 9:02 PM
A gentle grace settled around
Feather light and as thin as breath
Blooming in cold air a soft sound
Promising times not yet bereft
And a thousand clouds do resound
Joy will return in what time’s left
#sensewrds 150
Feather light and as thin as breath
Blooming in cold air a soft sound
Promising times not yet bereft
And a thousand clouds do resound
Joy will return in what time’s left
#sensewrds 150
I am supposed to be many things
Yet am this, me, this what I am
And sometimes I look upon those things
And wonder am I or them the sham
On my darker days I look and stare
And then when light dawns I just don’t care
But I wander between morn and night
Both sun and moon, lost and yet alright
Yet am this, me, this what I am
And sometimes I look upon those things
And wonder am I or them the sham
On my darker days I look and stare
And then when light dawns I just don’t care
But I wander between morn and night
Both sun and moon, lost and yet alright
November 26, 2025 at 7:41 PM
I am supposed to be many things
Yet am this, me, this what I am
And sometimes I look upon those things
And wonder am I or them the sham
On my darker days I look and stare
And then when light dawns I just don’t care
But I wander between morn and night
Both sun and moon, lost and yet alright
Yet am this, me, this what I am
And sometimes I look upon those things
And wonder am I or them the sham
On my darker days I look and stare
And then when light dawns I just don’t care
But I wander between morn and night
Both sun and moon, lost and yet alright
November 26, 2025 at 7:14 PM