Jen J.C.
@jennnne.bsky.social
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Jen J.C.
@jennnne.bsky.social
· Sep 2
Wading downstream from half a life led loose
All its wreckage bobbing by in the mind
Whimsical-like in the dappled light of memory
A bored and distant inner sun
Keeps checking his watch
It's almost quitting time
#poetry
All its wreckage bobbing by in the mind
Whimsical-like in the dappled light of memory
A bored and distant inner sun
Keeps checking his watch
It's almost quitting time
#poetry
I'm gonna need all the healing vibes in all the worlds pointed at this guy, please. I'd even take thoughts and fucking prayers.
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I would dive into your chilaquiles
with reckless abandon. Get it all over
my face & dripping in my beard.
So good on a freezing night
Listening to From the Pyre by the Last Dinner Party. It was #16 on my albums of the year
with reckless abandon. Get it all over
my face & dripping in my beard.
So good on a freezing night
Listening to From the Pyre by the Last Dinner Party. It was #16 on my albums of the year
December 16, 2025 at 1:58 AM
I would dive into your chilaquiles
with reckless abandon. Get it all over
my face & dripping in my beard.
So good on a freezing night
Listening to From the Pyre by the Last Dinner Party. It was #16 on my albums of the year
with reckless abandon. Get it all over
my face & dripping in my beard.
So good on a freezing night
Listening to From the Pyre by the Last Dinner Party. It was #16 on my albums of the year
Georgie boy's so sweet
Wouldn't kick him out of bed
for eating crackers
#poetry #haiku #penstricken #cracker #GeorgieTheGinger
Wouldn't kick him out of bed
for eating crackers
#poetry #haiku #penstricken #cracker #GeorgieTheGinger
December 16, 2025 at 2:23 AM
Georgie boy's so sweet
Wouldn't kick him out of bed
for eating crackers
#poetry #haiku #penstricken #cracker #GeorgieTheGinger
Wouldn't kick him out of bed
for eating crackers
#poetry #haiku #penstricken #cracker #GeorgieTheGinger
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her breath ascended in fog,
tapping at hidden gates—
m o v i n g
among embered ruins
of ancient tales;
she beheld old scars
nestled b e t w e e n ivory fangs
in shadow-bound depths—
a wound
where no blade
has e v e r been drawn.
#poetry
tapping at hidden gates—
m o v i n g
among embered ruins
of ancient tales;
she beheld old scars
nestled b e t w e e n ivory fangs
in shadow-bound depths—
a wound
where no blade
has e v e r been drawn.
#poetry
December 15, 2025 at 6:49 PM
her breath ascended in fog,
tapping at hidden gates—
m o v i n g
among embered ruins
of ancient tales;
she beheld old scars
nestled b e t w e e n ivory fangs
in shadow-bound depths—
a wound
where no blade
has e v e r been drawn.
#poetry
tapping at hidden gates—
m o v i n g
among embered ruins
of ancient tales;
she beheld old scars
nestled b e t w e e n ivory fangs
in shadow-bound depths—
a wound
where no blade
has e v e r been drawn.
#poetry
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People say my poems
suck and aren't poems
if you like my poems
hit that bell icon
and subscribe to
my patreon
this whole thing is
satire, none of that
exists, that's why
my poems are brilliant
media literacy is dead
so I had to spell it out
for posterity's sake
#poetry
suck and aren't poems
if you like my poems
hit that bell icon
and subscribe to
my patreon
this whole thing is
satire, none of that
exists, that's why
my poems are brilliant
media literacy is dead
so I had to spell it out
for posterity's sake
#poetry
December 15, 2025 at 4:15 PM
People say my poems
suck and aren't poems
if you like my poems
hit that bell icon
and subscribe to
my patreon
this whole thing is
satire, none of that
exists, that's why
my poems are brilliant
media literacy is dead
so I had to spell it out
for posterity's sake
#poetry
suck and aren't poems
if you like my poems
hit that bell icon
and subscribe to
my patreon
this whole thing is
satire, none of that
exists, that's why
my poems are brilliant
media literacy is dead
so I had to spell it out
for posterity's sake
#poetry
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December 15, 2025 at 11:04 AM
Reposted by Jen J.C.
#poetry #wildwalkprompt #foliage
Walking through the woods at night
Dense foliage canopies the moon
But a faintly hint of feeble light
Reaches my eyes a bit too soon
I study these effects instead
Hoping to catch out some trick
That causes me to read ahead:
Why is second sight so quick?
Walking through the woods at night
Dense foliage canopies the moon
But a faintly hint of feeble light
Reaches my eyes a bit too soon
I study these effects instead
Hoping to catch out some trick
That causes me to read ahead:
Why is second sight so quick?
Hello Wild Walk #writers
Going very wild today, with a bit of an off the cuff word. Look forward to seeing what you do with it!
Happy writing
#Foliage
Use the image/word to inspire your writing, then post with #WildWalkPrompt
#prompt #writesky #blueskypoets #writingprompt #nature #5amwritersclub
Going very wild today, with a bit of an off the cuff word. Look forward to seeing what you do with it!
Happy writing
#Foliage
Use the image/word to inspire your writing, then post with #WildWalkPrompt
#prompt #writesky #blueskypoets #writingprompt #nature #5amwritersclub
December 14, 2025 at 8:40 PM
#poetry #wildwalkprompt #foliage
Walking through the woods at night
Dense foliage canopies the moon
But a faintly hint of feeble light
Reaches my eyes a bit too soon
I study these effects instead
Hoping to catch out some trick
That causes me to read ahead:
Why is second sight so quick?
Walking through the woods at night
Dense foliage canopies the moon
But a faintly hint of feeble light
Reaches my eyes a bit too soon
I study these effects instead
Hoping to catch out some trick
That causes me to read ahead:
Why is second sight so quick?
Reposted by Jen J.C.
December 15, 2025 at 12:11 AM
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hey poem
did you say marijuana and caffeine in the morning
sometimes frees flow
why yes i did edward
but only when your heart is open
your vainful eyes are closed
and your nose knows
to soak it all in
did you say marijuana and caffeine in the morning
sometimes frees flow
why yes i did edward
but only when your heart is open
your vainful eyes are closed
and your nose knows
to soak it all in
December 14, 2025 at 3:09 PM
hey poem
did you say marijuana and caffeine in the morning
sometimes frees flow
why yes i did edward
but only when your heart is open
your vainful eyes are closed
and your nose knows
to soak it all in
did you say marijuana and caffeine in the morning
sometimes frees flow
why yes i did edward
but only when your heart is open
your vainful eyes are closed
and your nose knows
to soak it all in
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the monotonous hippopotamus
said let's get to the bottom of this
and thus we're off playing in the carpet samples
where poems often leave limbs to lie after a try
clever sever revere near a clean cut or two
away or towards, forward with every blade edge of time
ticking away the moments #vss365
said let's get to the bottom of this
and thus we're off playing in the carpet samples
where poems often leave limbs to lie after a try
clever sever revere near a clean cut or two
away or towards, forward with every blade edge of time
ticking away the moments #vss365
December 14, 2025 at 3:38 PM
the monotonous hippopotamus
said let's get to the bottom of this
and thus we're off playing in the carpet samples
where poems often leave limbs to lie after a try
clever sever revere near a clean cut or two
away or towards, forward with every blade edge of time
ticking away the moments #vss365
said let's get to the bottom of this
and thus we're off playing in the carpet samples
where poems often leave limbs to lie after a try
clever sever revere near a clean cut or two
away or towards, forward with every blade edge of time
ticking away the moments #vss365
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Reposted by Jen J.C.
It’s #Stunday,
sunset light can amaze,
in a myriad of ways
through this random piece of ice,
on the rocky edge of a lake
~ ~
Wishing you a wonderful day! 🩵
#photography #beautyinnature
#sunset #optics #art
sunset light can amaze,
in a myriad of ways
through this random piece of ice,
on the rocky edge of a lake
~ ~
Wishing you a wonderful day! 🩵
#photography #beautyinnature
#sunset #optics #art
December 14, 2025 at 4:14 PM
It’s #Stunday,
sunset light can amaze,
in a myriad of ways
through this random piece of ice,
on the rocky edge of a lake
~ ~
Wishing you a wonderful day! 🩵
#photography #beautyinnature
#sunset #optics #art
sunset light can amaze,
in a myriad of ways
through this random piece of ice,
on the rocky edge of a lake
~ ~
Wishing you a wonderful day! 🩵
#photography #beautyinnature
#sunset #optics #art
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December 14, 2025 at 4:17 PM
Reposted by Jen J.C.
A Wee Dish Towel
Damp and folded,
draped across its rail,
keeping a vigil
through the kitchen’s hush,
monotonous as rain,
as autumn’s pale
and patient light,
with no need to rush,
content to be
a witness no one sees,
a linen psalm
of small and gentle peace.
#vss365
Damp and folded,
draped across its rail,
keeping a vigil
through the kitchen’s hush,
monotonous as rain,
as autumn’s pale
and patient light,
with no need to rush,
content to be
a witness no one sees,
a linen psalm
of small and gentle peace.
#vss365
December 14, 2025 at 5:59 PM
A Wee Dish Towel
Damp and folded,
draped across its rail,
keeping a vigil
through the kitchen’s hush,
monotonous as rain,
as autumn’s pale
and patient light,
with no need to rush,
content to be
a witness no one sees,
a linen psalm
of small and gentle peace.
#vss365
Damp and folded,
draped across its rail,
keeping a vigil
through the kitchen’s hush,
monotonous as rain,
as autumn’s pale
and patient light,
with no need to rush,
content to be
a witness no one sees,
a linen psalm
of small and gentle peace.
#vss365
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committee of mirrors
sometimes I vanish inward
and hear my thoughts unspool
as though I am not singular
rather a committee of mirrors
convened in the dark
voting in silence
one remembers
one invents
one forgives
or refuses to
the majority wins
and I step back into the room
you never notice
sometimes I vanish inward
and hear my thoughts unspool
as though I am not singular
rather a committee of mirrors
convened in the dark
voting in silence
one remembers
one invents
one forgives
or refuses to
the majority wins
and I step back into the room
you never notice
December 13, 2025 at 9:38 PM
committee of mirrors
sometimes I vanish inward
and hear my thoughts unspool
as though I am not singular
rather a committee of mirrors
convened in the dark
voting in silence
one remembers
one invents
one forgives
or refuses to
the majority wins
and I step back into the room
you never notice
sometimes I vanish inward
and hear my thoughts unspool
as though I am not singular
rather a committee of mirrors
convened in the dark
voting in silence
one remembers
one invents
one forgives
or refuses to
the majority wins
and I step back into the room
you never notice
Reposted by Jen J.C.
#InkMine
#Wherewithal
I marvel at her daily willingness
Given that she has to make more from less
Her wherewithal to get up every day
And stand up straight and tall and join the fray
#Wherewithal
I marvel at her daily willingness
Given that she has to make more from less
Her wherewithal to get up every day
And stand up straight and tall and join the fray
December 14, 2025 at 6:05 PM
#InkMine
#Wherewithal
I marvel at her daily willingness
Given that she has to make more from less
Her wherewithal to get up every day
And stand up straight and tall and join the fray
#Wherewithal
I marvel at her daily willingness
Given that she has to make more from less
Her wherewithal to get up every day
And stand up straight and tall and join the fray
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December 14, 2025 at 6:50 PM
Reposted by Jen J.C.
Memories simmer
below the surface waiting
to fracture pretense.
#annemorrigan #simmer #fracture #haiku
below the surface waiting
to fracture pretense.
#annemorrigan #simmer #fracture #haiku
December 14, 2025 at 6:55 PM
Memories simmer
below the surface waiting
to fracture pretense.
#annemorrigan #simmer #fracture #haiku
below the surface waiting
to fracture pretense.
#annemorrigan #simmer #fracture #haiku
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#Prompters #December
A #Solseed Joint by
@arwashington.bsky.social
#Prompt #JoyfulNoise
Feel free join w/ #Poetry #Art
#BlackSkyRelay #Holiday
#ARW-RAW #ArtisstTree
A #Solseed Joint by
@arwashington.bsky.social
#Prompt #JoyfulNoise
Feel free join w/ #Poetry #Art
#BlackSkyRelay #Holiday
#ARW-RAW #ArtisstTree
December 14, 2025 at 5:12 PM
#Prompters #December
A #Solseed Joint by
@arwashington.bsky.social
#Prompt #JoyfulNoise
Feel free join w/ #Poetry #Art
#BlackSkyRelay #Holiday
#ARW-RAW #ArtisstTree
A #Solseed Joint by
@arwashington.bsky.social
#Prompt #JoyfulNoise
Feel free join w/ #Poetry #Art
#BlackSkyRelay #Holiday
#ARW-RAW #ArtisstTree
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O’ season crowned love’s
remembered glory and guns.
Why teach our hands to
turn away so fast?
The poor remain, their names
a fragile dividend.
Restore our care, or keep us
clothed in death: green’ of envy.
A world of money; unloved
forgets why it was fed.
#PoemsAbout #Money
#Prompter #Poetry
remembered glory and guns.
Why teach our hands to
turn away so fast?
The poor remain, their names
a fragile dividend.
Restore our care, or keep us
clothed in death: green’ of envy.
A world of money; unloved
forgets why it was fed.
#PoemsAbout #Money
#Prompter #Poetry
December 14, 2025 at 7:39 PM
O’ season crowned love’s
remembered glory and guns.
Why teach our hands to
turn away so fast?
The poor remain, their names
a fragile dividend.
Restore our care, or keep us
clothed in death: green’ of envy.
A world of money; unloved
forgets why it was fed.
#PoemsAbout #Money
#Prompter #Poetry
remembered glory and guns.
Why teach our hands to
turn away so fast?
The poor remain, their names
a fragile dividend.
Restore our care, or keep us
clothed in death: green’ of envy.
A world of money; unloved
forgets why it was fed.
#PoemsAbout #Money
#Prompter #Poetry
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𝑐𝑙𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑛 -
𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑓𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑟𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑒
𝑎 𝑑𝑎𝑦'𝑠 𝑒𝑛𝑑
☼°⋆.ೃ࿔*:･✴︎°⋆.ೃ࿔*:･
#Stunday #ImageAndVerse
#ColorADay | #OrangeSun
#mobilephotography #photography
#DailyHaikuPrompt | #profuse
#haiku
𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑓𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑟𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑒
𝑎 𝑑𝑎𝑦'𝑠 𝑒𝑛𝑑
☼°⋆.ೃ࿔*:･✴︎°⋆.ೃ࿔*:･
#Stunday #ImageAndVerse
#ColorADay | #OrangeSun
#mobilephotography #photography
#DailyHaikuPrompt | #profuse
#haiku
December 14, 2025 at 8:08 PM
𝑐𝑙𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑛 -
𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑓𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑟𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑒
𝑎 𝑑𝑎𝑦'𝑠 𝑒𝑛𝑑
☼°⋆.ೃ࿔*:･✴︎°⋆.ೃ࿔*:･
#Stunday #ImageAndVerse
#ColorADay | #OrangeSun
#mobilephotography #photography
#DailyHaikuPrompt | #profuse
#haiku
𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑓𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑟𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑒
𝑎 𝑑𝑎𝑦'𝑠 𝑒𝑛𝑑
☼°⋆.ೃ࿔*:･✴︎°⋆.ೃ࿔*:･
#Stunday #ImageAndVerse
#ColorADay | #OrangeSun
#mobilephotography #photography
#DailyHaikuPrompt | #profuse
#haiku
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Foliage rustles,
Hidden, tiny death cry, an
Unknown predator.
#WildWalkPrompt #foliage #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity
@sonnetsmith.bsky.social
Hidden, tiny death cry, an
Unknown predator.
#WildWalkPrompt #foliage #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity
@sonnetsmith.bsky.social
December 14, 2025 at 6:39 AM
Foliage rustles,
Hidden, tiny death cry, an
Unknown predator.
#WildWalkPrompt #foliage #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity
@sonnetsmith.bsky.social
Hidden, tiny death cry, an
Unknown predator.
#WildWalkPrompt #foliage #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity
@sonnetsmith.bsky.social
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Homeless man slept, swept
Away outside the church in
Yuletide canticles.
#BSPP48 #YuletideCanticles #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity
@blueskypoetry.bsky.social
Away outside the church in
Yuletide canticles.
#BSPP48 #YuletideCanticles #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity
@blueskypoetry.bsky.social
December 14, 2025 at 7:17 AM
Homeless man slept, swept
Away outside the church in
Yuletide canticles.
#BSPP48 #YuletideCanticles #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity
@blueskypoetry.bsky.social
Away outside the church in
Yuletide canticles.
#BSPP48 #YuletideCanticles #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity
@blueskypoetry.bsky.social
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December 14, 2025 at 11:01 AM
Reposted by Jen J.C.
I ran
it’s all I could do
without looking back-
You’ll never see my
pain,
you are a self
portrait
I am an
abstract painting;
I say
what hurts me
and it won’t be
your daggers,
I won’t live with
your words
I cannot disappear
I cannot shrink more
I ran
you
lost me
#poetry
it’s all I could do
without looking back-
You’ll never see my
pain,
you are a self
portrait
I am an
abstract painting;
I say
what hurts me
and it won’t be
your daggers,
I won’t live with
your words
I cannot disappear
I cannot shrink more
I ran
you
lost me
#poetry
December 14, 2025 at 7:08 PM
I ran
it’s all I could do
without looking back-
You’ll never see my
pain,
you are a self
portrait
I am an
abstract painting;
I say
what hurts me
and it won’t be
your daggers,
I won’t live with
your words
I cannot disappear
I cannot shrink more
I ran
you
lost me
#poetry
it’s all I could do
without looking back-
You’ll never see my
pain,
you are a self
portrait
I am an
abstract painting;
I say
what hurts me
and it won’t be
your daggers,
I won’t live with
your words
I cannot disappear
I cannot shrink more
I ran
you
lost me
#poetry