Jamie Green
@jamiegreen1.bsky.social
Writer. Somewhere in a field in England. Big fan of walking in haunted woods.
December's mist receedes
As the soliloquy of a songbird
challenges the bleakness
#vss365 #soliloquy #amwriting #writingcommunity
As the soliloquy of a songbird
challenges the bleakness
#vss365 #soliloquy #amwriting #writingcommunity
December 8, 2025 at 6:10 PM
December's mist receedes
As the soliloquy of a songbird
challenges the bleakness
#vss365 #soliloquy #amwriting #writingcommunity
As the soliloquy of a songbird
challenges the bleakness
#vss365 #soliloquy #amwriting #writingcommunity
Ink-blot augury
spelling an apocalypse.
manuscript complete
#vss365 #augury #haiku #amwriting #writingcommunity
spelling an apocalypse.
manuscript complete
#vss365 #augury #haiku #amwriting #writingcommunity
December 6, 2025 at 11:43 PM
Ink-blot augury
spelling an apocalypse.
manuscript complete
#vss365 #augury #haiku #amwriting #writingcommunity
spelling an apocalypse.
manuscript complete
#vss365 #augury #haiku #amwriting #writingcommunity
Barely breaching the canopy,
the noon December sun
struggles to shed light
on the aphotic forest floor.
#vss365 #aphotic #amwriting #writingcommunity
the noon December sun
struggles to shed light
on the aphotic forest floor.
#vss365 #aphotic #amwriting #writingcommunity
December 2, 2025 at 4:06 PM
Barely breaching the canopy,
the noon December sun
struggles to shed light
on the aphotic forest floor.
#vss365 #aphotic #amwriting #writingcommunity
the noon December sun
struggles to shed light
on the aphotic forest floor.
#vss365 #aphotic #amwriting #writingcommunity
December 1, 2025 at 11:43 AM
November 30, 2025 at 10:43 PM
On the train to work a weary passenger looks across at the rooftops and chimney pots as they pass.
She watches them glide across her reflected face.
Her eye coincides with the rising sun and for a moment she looks like a god.
#vss365 #reflection
She watches them glide across her reflected face.
Her eye coincides with the rising sun and for a moment she looks like a god.
#vss365 #reflection
November 26, 2025 at 3:56 PM
On the train to work a weary passenger looks across at the rooftops and chimney pots as they pass.
She watches them glide across her reflected face.
Her eye coincides with the rising sun and for a moment she looks like a god.
#vss365 #reflection
She watches them glide across her reflected face.
Her eye coincides with the rising sun and for a moment she looks like a god.
#vss365 #reflection
I was timing the gap between lightening and thunder with my old black digital watch.
I used to love that watch as a child.
So many years have passed since then yet the memory arrived in a flash.
#vss365 #timed #writingcommunity #amwriting
I used to love that watch as a child.
So many years have passed since then yet the memory arrived in a flash.
#vss365 #timed #writingcommunity #amwriting
November 25, 2025 at 4:03 PM
I was timing the gap between lightening and thunder with my old black digital watch.
I used to love that watch as a child.
So many years have passed since then yet the memory arrived in a flash.
#vss365 #timed #writingcommunity #amwriting
I used to love that watch as a child.
So many years have passed since then yet the memory arrived in a flash.
#vss365 #timed #writingcommunity #amwriting
I go for a walk, the destination is irrelevant.
It is the feeling of going somewhere that I require.
Last night I watched a film and I can't remember how it ended.
I still enjoyed it though, somehow.
#vss365 #relevant #amwriting #writingcommunity
It is the feeling of going somewhere that I require.
Last night I watched a film and I can't remember how it ended.
I still enjoyed it though, somehow.
#vss365 #relevant #amwriting #writingcommunity
November 24, 2025 at 3:20 PM
I go for a walk, the destination is irrelevant.
It is the feeling of going somewhere that I require.
Last night I watched a film and I can't remember how it ended.
I still enjoyed it though, somehow.
#vss365 #relevant #amwriting #writingcommunity
It is the feeling of going somewhere that I require.
Last night I watched a film and I can't remember how it ended.
I still enjoyed it though, somehow.
#vss365 #relevant #amwriting #writingcommunity
November 19, 2025 at 2:46 PM
Reposted by Jamie Green
And so time is a lingering
archive of being
archive of being
November 18, 2025 at 5:53 AM
And so time is a lingering
archive of being
archive of being
November 17, 2025 at 2:26 PM
Crushed by the weight of time
A feather is fossilised
into flightless stone
#haikufeels #crush #haiku #amwriting #writingcommunity
A feather is fossilised
into flightless stone
#haikufeels #crush #haiku #amwriting #writingcommunity
November 17, 2025 at 12:15 PM
Crushed by the weight of time
A feather is fossilised
into flightless stone
#haikufeels #crush #haiku #amwriting #writingcommunity
A feather is fossilised
into flightless stone
#haikufeels #crush #haiku #amwriting #writingcommunity
I'm always transported by the smell of pencil shavings. To my school desk making little jagged edge roses as the teacher drones and I crush them to splinters.
#vss365 #transport #amwriting #writingcommunity
#vss365 #transport #amwriting #writingcommunity
November 15, 2025 at 2:54 PM
I'm always transported by the smell of pencil shavings. To my school desk making little jagged edge roses as the teacher drones and I crush them to splinters.
#vss365 #transport #amwriting #writingcommunity
#vss365 #transport #amwriting #writingcommunity
Now it feels like November
November 14, 2025 at 1:08 PM
Now it feels like November
When you extract the patterns,
the factors and the multiples
all that remain are the Primes.
These strange numbers stand alone.
A product of the human mind
yet beyond its comprehension.
#vss365 #numbers #primenumbers #amwriting #writingcommunity
the factors and the multiples
all that remain are the Primes.
These strange numbers stand alone.
A product of the human mind
yet beyond its comprehension.
#vss365 #numbers #primenumbers #amwriting #writingcommunity
November 13, 2025 at 3:12 PM
When you extract the patterns,
the factors and the multiples
all that remain are the Primes.
These strange numbers stand alone.
A product of the human mind
yet beyond its comprehension.
#vss365 #numbers #primenumbers #amwriting #writingcommunity
the factors and the multiples
all that remain are the Primes.
These strange numbers stand alone.
A product of the human mind
yet beyond its comprehension.
#vss365 #numbers #primenumbers #amwriting #writingcommunity
Reading Richard Brautigan. Starting to fall into his mind
I want to dive deeper but am feard of the ending.
#brautigan
I want to dive deeper but am feard of the ending.
#brautigan
November 8, 2025 at 11:15 PM
Reading Richard Brautigan. Starting to fall into his mind
I want to dive deeper but am feard of the ending.
#brautigan
I want to dive deeper but am feard of the ending.
#brautigan
November 1, 2025 at 6:25 PM
This should do the trick.
October 31, 2025 at 8:08 PM
This should do the trick.
October 31, 2025 at 3:00 PM
The first rays of dawn.
Jackdaws caw as I pour coffee.
Another long day.
#vss365 #ray #amwriting #writingcommunity
Jackdaws caw as I pour coffee.
Another long day.
#vss365 #ray #amwriting #writingcommunity
October 30, 2025 at 11:34 AM
The first rays of dawn.
Jackdaws caw as I pour coffee.
Another long day.
#vss365 #ray #amwriting #writingcommunity
Jackdaws caw as I pour coffee.
Another long day.
#vss365 #ray #amwriting #writingcommunity
Listen to the woods.
beneath the shroud of silence
are strange whisperings
#haikufeels #shroud #haiku
#amwriting #writingcommunity
beneath the shroud of silence
are strange whisperings
#haikufeels #shroud #haiku
#amwriting #writingcommunity
October 27, 2025 at 2:52 PM
Listen to the woods.
beneath the shroud of silence
are strange whisperings
#haikufeels #shroud #haiku
#amwriting #writingcommunity
beneath the shroud of silence
are strange whisperings
#haikufeels #shroud #haiku
#amwriting #writingcommunity
October 27, 2025 at 2:07 PM