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R. M. Wardell 🏳️‍⚧️🌈
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Poet l Step Mom l Photographer l They/Them

Photos are mine except for reposts.

#queerauthor #witchy #poet

Wifey: @lindsaykwardell.com

Blog:
https://thoughtfulgayodysseys.com/

Co-host of "I'm Sure it Means Nothing." : https://tinyurl.com/bdha37wk
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My new book of poetry is now available for purchase!

*Me dancing in excitement and vulnerability.*

I realized I needed a particular type of book on healing in my life, so I wrote it for myself and for others who might also be searching.

Check it out at: thoughtfulgayodysseys.com

#queerwriter
Sometimes, when things are too much, I sit in the ground and imagine how quiet dew drops feel as they are held by a Ginko leaf.

#selfcare
November 21, 2025 at 10:20 PM
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the soft parts exposed
my vulnerability
becomes my true strength

#senryū #haiku #micropoem #strength #vulnerability
August 27, 2025 at 5:18 PM
I am in the back leaning against a tree, the #past aching in my chest.

When I close my eyes, I can see her big smile as her silver curls dance in the California breeze.

Taking a watery breath, I look again at the coffin, a soft powder blue box, like a sleepy sky in morning.

#vss365
#grief
#prose
September 1, 2025 at 3:29 PM
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August 21, 2025 at 3:27 PM
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Oak tree’s curling branches
Whip in the winds of this
Granite-walled canyon

Daring to hold
Onto crumbling stone
As the weight of the world
Pulls you down

And yet your leaves grow sturdier
Roots weave here deep
And hope falls
In that weighted world
Feeding the future
Acorns

#emoetry
#poetry
August 22, 2025 at 3:53 AM
A glimpse from my new book:

📚💙
#queerwriters
#lgbtqwriters
#prose
#poetry

Check it out:
Thoughtful Gay Odysseys share.google/WoPJ2JIIOIxC...
August 19, 2025 at 11:26 PM
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just saw someone sincerely arguing that they need AI bc they don't have "natural" artistic talent and idk how to make you understand that nobody comes by this shit naturally. it's just...work. it's being bad at it for a really, really, really long time. it's intention, pursued over time! wtf!!!
August 17, 2025 at 1:57 PM
There is a stillness
that falls
as you care
for your #wings.

A pale pink light
dusts your dreams,

as feathers gleam,
shivering with the spell.

Do you remember
the day you became
a sliver of sky?

#vss365
#prose
#poetry
August 14, 2025 at 5:27 PM
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August 8, 2025 at 7:24 PM
Many believe your #angel wings; honeyed sweet smiles glow from a listening face... but I know your truth, I know who you are after shadows fall. Your claws glisten in the gossamer light as your heart blazes beneath bewitching feathers.

#vss365
#prose
August 5, 2025 at 4:15 AM
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August 4, 2025 at 11:57 AM
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I'm here with my knees dirty, less #angel than I used to be, miles more divine.
#vss365
August 4, 2025 at 11:50 AM
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He wrote “forgive me”
on the side of a dumpster,
then vanished.
A week later, someone tagged over it-
just a crown,
dripping gold.
I think that’s what forgiveness is here:
brief,
buried,
but royal
if you catch it
before it fades.

#poetry
July 27, 2025 at 7:19 PM
Climb softly,
with creaking ladder
and forgotten words.

Lift the lid slowly;
dreams are skittering creatures, when forgotten
they know which cobwebs
hide them best.

Be still, listen...

the gentle #hum,
resonantes.

Your dreams yet live.

Your dreams survive,
even when you're not ready.

#vss365
August 1, 2025 at 3:03 AM
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Wind shakes the #beech, whose leaves hush in the warm evening air. Beechnuts pelt the lawn, and critters come #together for the spring feast.

#vss365 #vssdaily #amwriting
July 25, 2025 at 2:17 PM
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The sun sets, and the sky goes from blue to orange to purple, and finally deep #violet and navy. I let the summer warmth pool on my skin, learning to say goodbye even when I've stayed far too long.
#vss365
July 24, 2025 at 9:40 PM
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I remember the sky that night, #violet as the sun set past the tree line. A bird, a heron—no it was bright white, an egret—hung lazily in the air before flying away. Cicadas in the trees.

I don’t remember your words as you let go of my hand, nor do I wish to, but I remember the sky.

#vss365
July 24, 2025 at 11:59 AM
Even the tough ones
let shimmering trails tumble;
sorrow finds the salt.

#vss365
#tears
#haiku
July 23, 2025 at 11:56 PM
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Unable to release
Tear is stuck
Backlog of grief

#vss365 #tear
July 23, 2025 at 11:34 AM
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New episode of @humansideof.dev!

I talk with @jason.energy about his journey into tech, from an emo band to founding @codetv.dev. We explore opening doors, finding joy, and making genuine connections with the people around us.

humansideof.dev/episode/13--...

#podcast #webdev #programming
13 - Opening Doors and Having Fun with Jason Lengstorf | Human Side of Dev
Jason Lengstorf is a content creator and founder of Code TV. In this first in-person episode, Jason shares his experience managing an emo band, and how that led into building software. He shares his v...
humansideof.dev
July 23, 2025 at 5:13 PM
I was told my #purpose.

Where to be,
how to look,
what to produce.

The pressure broke me.

Many years passed

and now

I blindfold myself
when I stare at the map
of my life,
knowing that every breath
is my purpose,
every step is enough.

#vss365
#prose
July 21, 2025 at 9:31 PM
The #rook lands on the railing again, feathers like a black #taffeta dress against a sherbet sky. The question screams in my mind and hangs on my lips, frozen. Will I have one more day?

We watch each other, waiting for what's next. A little anxious, a little magic, a little hope.

#vss365
#prose
July 9, 2025 at 1:58 PM
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Give me a face that looks like a Shar Pei - none of these ironed out, poofy things. Let’s show’em in the end, I lived a life. Put me in the ground like a #taffeta dress that has been rolled in a ball at the back of the closet. Wrinkled, beautiful, and once upon a time, a memorable night.
#vss365
July 9, 2025 at 1:00 PM
For the ones who need quiet beauty today.
July 4, 2025 at 5:47 PM
My new book of poetry is now available for purchase!

*Me dancing in excitement and vulnerability.*

I realized I needed a particular type of book on healing in my life, so I wrote it for myself and for others who might also be searching.

Check it out at: thoughtfulgayodysseys.com

#queerwriter
July 2, 2025 at 3:21 AM