Ann Tigone
@anntigone.bsky.social
Poet. Movie geek. Dramatic but lazy. Wistfully nonchalant. Passionately disinterested in oxymorons.
Though you give
your words for free
I'd pay #silver & gold
to hear them told
Today's (30th Nov) #RetroArtPrompt
#silver
The week's overall theme this:
Still Winter Nights
Week winner will be:
the poem that speaks best
to the theme
Can't wait to read them! ❤️
your words for free
I'd pay #silver & gold
to hear them told
Today's (30th Nov) #RetroArtPrompt
#silver
The week's overall theme this:
Still Winter Nights
Week winner will be:
the poem that speaks best
to the theme
Can't wait to read them! ❤️
November 30, 2025 at 10:58 AM
Though you give
your words for free
I'd pay #silver & gold
to hear them told
Today's (30th Nov) #RetroArtPrompt
#silver
The week's overall theme this:
Still Winter Nights
Week winner will be:
the poem that speaks best
to the theme
Can't wait to read them! ❤️
your words for free
I'd pay #silver & gold
to hear them told
Today's (30th Nov) #RetroArtPrompt
#silver
The week's overall theme this:
Still Winter Nights
Week winner will be:
the poem that speaks best
to the theme
Can't wait to read them! ❤️
Your #retroartprompt word for today, 29th Nov, is #wintry
The overall theme for the week is: Still Winter Nights
The winner for the week will be the poem that best captures the theme, you don't have to address the theme every day but try for a least one this week!
Can't wait to see your work 😊❤️
The overall theme for the week is: Still Winter Nights
The winner for the week will be the poem that best captures the theme, you don't have to address the theme every day but try for a least one this week!
Can't wait to see your work 😊❤️
November 29, 2025 at 10:42 AM
Your #retroartprompt word for today, 29th Nov, is #wintry
The overall theme for the week is: Still Winter Nights
The winner for the week will be the poem that best captures the theme, you don't have to address the theme every day but try for a least one this week!
Can't wait to see your work 😊❤️
The overall theme for the week is: Still Winter Nights
The winner for the week will be the poem that best captures the theme, you don't have to address the theme every day but try for a least one this week!
Can't wait to see your work 😊❤️
Delighted to host week #18 of #RetroArtPrompt
from
Sat 28th Nov - Fri 5th Dec
Following Nya's tradition, I'm sharing the week's prompts in advance (then daily reminders)
The overall theme is:
Still Winter Nights
Can't wait to read your work, starting tomorrow! ❤️
from
Sat 28th Nov - Fri 5th Dec
Following Nya's tradition, I'm sharing the week's prompts in advance (then daily reminders)
The overall theme is:
Still Winter Nights
Can't wait to read your work, starting tomorrow! ❤️
November 28, 2025 at 10:57 PM
Delighted to host week #18 of #RetroArtPrompt
from
Sat 28th Nov - Fri 5th Dec
Following Nya's tradition, I'm sharing the week's prompts in advance (then daily reminders)
The overall theme is:
Still Winter Nights
Can't wait to read your work, starting tomorrow! ❤️
from
Sat 28th Nov - Fri 5th Dec
Following Nya's tradition, I'm sharing the week's prompts in advance (then daily reminders)
The overall theme is:
Still Winter Nights
Can't wait to read your work, starting tomorrow! ❤️
Driving the motorway,
masses of metal swarming
over an assault of asphalt—
arrows, stop signs, place names,
go here, go there, look left,
move fast—
no,
faster than that....
#poemsabout #nofuture
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenbinding.bsky.social
masses of metal swarming
over an assault of asphalt—
arrows, stop signs, place names,
go here, go there, look left,
move fast—
no,
faster than that....
#poemsabout #nofuture
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenbinding.bsky.social
November 28, 2025 at 8:01 AM
Driving the motorway,
masses of metal swarming
over an assault of asphalt—
arrows, stop signs, place names,
go here, go there, look left,
move fast—
no,
faster than that....
#poemsabout #nofuture
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenbinding.bsky.social
masses of metal swarming
over an assault of asphalt—
arrows, stop signs, place names,
go here, go there, look left,
move fast—
no,
faster than that....
#poemsabout #nofuture
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenbinding.bsky.social
Aww!! My little brat the other day 😻😻
November 24, 2025 at 4:59 PM
Aww!! My little brat the other day 😻😻
The passage opened
into a cathedral
of dreams—
stalagmites
& stalactites,
forming
a bone mausoleum—
ancient giants?
mythical titans?
infused into wall
or perhaps the teeth
of a prehistoric beast
hidden beneath our feet
& I, wandering
within its jaws—
my child mind ignited
in the Cueva
de Nerja
into a cathedral
of dreams—
stalagmites
& stalactites,
forming
a bone mausoleum—
ancient giants?
mythical titans?
infused into wall
or perhaps the teeth
of a prehistoric beast
hidden beneath our feet
& I, wandering
within its jaws—
my child mind ignited
in the Cueva
de Nerja
November 23, 2025 at 4:24 PM
The passage opened
into a cathedral
of dreams—
stalagmites
& stalactites,
forming
a bone mausoleum—
ancient giants?
mythical titans?
infused into wall
or perhaps the teeth
of a prehistoric beast
hidden beneath our feet
& I, wandering
within its jaws—
my child mind ignited
in the Cueva
de Nerja
into a cathedral
of dreams—
stalagmites
& stalactites,
forming
a bone mausoleum—
ancient giants?
mythical titans?
infused into wall
or perhaps the teeth
of a prehistoric beast
hidden beneath our feet
& I, wandering
within its jaws—
my child mind ignited
in the Cueva
de Nerja
We four, trauma-bonded
children of war,
trapped between
two superpowers—
Him and Her...
#DogTags #PoemsAbout
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
children of war,
trapped between
two superpowers—
Him and Her...
#DogTags #PoemsAbout
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
November 21, 2025 at 7:25 AM
We four, trauma-bonded
children of war,
trapped between
two superpowers—
Him and Her...
#DogTags #PoemsAbout
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
children of war,
trapped between
two superpowers—
Him and Her...
#DogTags #PoemsAbout
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
We took what was not ours
from another's table—
devouring it whole,
so that no one could
reclaim it...
#poemsabout #desire
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
from another's table—
devouring it whole,
so that no one could
reclaim it...
#poemsabout #desire
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
November 14, 2025 at 7:20 AM
We took what was not ours
from another's table—
devouring it whole,
so that no one could
reclaim it...
#poemsabout #desire
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
from another's table—
devouring it whole,
so that no one could
reclaim it...
#poemsabout #desire
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
We had our own language
of words, looks, touch—
telepathic mind stuff,
we read each other
like custom made books...
#LockedDoors #PoemsAbout
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
of words, looks, touch—
telepathic mind stuff,
we read each other
like custom made books...
#LockedDoors #PoemsAbout
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
November 7, 2025 at 9:27 AM
We had our own language
of words, looks, touch—
telepathic mind stuff,
we read each other
like custom made books...
#LockedDoors #PoemsAbout
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
of words, looks, touch—
telepathic mind stuff,
we read each other
like custom made books...
#LockedDoors #PoemsAbout
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
Back then,
we smelled it first—
wisps of bonfires
at the end of every street,
where families gathered
after trick or treating....
#mpprompt
#halloween #samhain #Ireland
we smelled it first—
wisps of bonfires
at the end of every street,
where families gathered
after trick or treating....
#mpprompt
#halloween #samhain #Ireland
October 31, 2025 at 5:52 PM
Back then,
we smelled it first—
wisps of bonfires
at the end of every street,
where families gathered
after trick or treating....
#mpprompt
#halloween #samhain #Ireland
we smelled it first—
wisps of bonfires
at the end of every street,
where families gathered
after trick or treating....
#mpprompt
#halloween #samhain #Ireland
They tried to
distill the blood
with distance
like temporal, spatial alchemists
but the dark magic
lingered in our DNA...
#poemsabout #blood
#IrishHistory #MagdaleneLaundries #MotherandBabyHomes
distill the blood
with distance
like temporal, spatial alchemists
but the dark magic
lingered in our DNA...
#poemsabout #blood
#IrishHistory #MagdaleneLaundries #MotherandBabyHomes
October 31, 2025 at 8:57 AM
They tried to
distill the blood
with distance
like temporal, spatial alchemists
but the dark magic
lingered in our DNA...
#poemsabout #blood
#IrishHistory #MagdaleneLaundries #MotherandBabyHomes
distill the blood
with distance
like temporal, spatial alchemists
but the dark magic
lingered in our DNA...
#poemsabout #blood
#IrishHistory #MagdaleneLaundries #MotherandBabyHomes
In the bleak mid-winter
you came to me
as if floating
on a dream...
#BlueSkyPoetry #SkyPoets #poem #Poetry
you came to me
as if floating
on a dream...
#BlueSkyPoetry #SkyPoets #poem #Poetry
October 28, 2025 at 5:19 PM
In the bleak mid-winter
you came to me
as if floating
on a dream...
#BlueSkyPoetry #SkyPoets #poem #Poetry
you came to me
as if floating
on a dream...
#BlueSkyPoetry #SkyPoets #poem #Poetry
I write to fill
the void inside
but nothing works
it's just an endless
cascade of words
spilling ever
downward...
#skypoets #blueskypoetry
the void inside
but nothing works
it's just an endless
cascade of words
spilling ever
downward...
#skypoets #blueskypoetry
October 27, 2025 at 12:33 PM
I write to fill
the void inside
but nothing works
it's just an endless
cascade of words
spilling ever
downward...
#skypoets #blueskypoetry
the void inside
but nothing works
it's just an endless
cascade of words
spilling ever
downward...
#skypoets #blueskypoetry
As a child, I was shot
so many times.
A warzone
of shutter buttons
and flashing bulbs,
I was ever captured
mid-escape...
#PoemsAbout #BurnForTheCamera
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
so many times.
A warzone
of shutter buttons
and flashing bulbs,
I was ever captured
mid-escape...
#PoemsAbout #BurnForTheCamera
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
October 24, 2025 at 6:35 AM
As a child, I was shot
so many times.
A warzone
of shutter buttons
and flashing bulbs,
I was ever captured
mid-escape...
#PoemsAbout #BurnForTheCamera
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
so many times.
A warzone
of shutter buttons
and flashing bulbs,
I was ever captured
mid-escape...
#PoemsAbout #BurnForTheCamera
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
#2wordprompt #vssmagic #BlueSkyRelay
#steam #space #facade #accessory
This one is just a bit of fun, don't be scared 😅...
FYI, here's the thing
cinema is my sanctuary,
I go purposely
when it's empty.
So a word of warning
for your own safety:
I need my
s p a c e
#steam #space #facade #accessory
This one is just a bit of fun, don't be scared 😅...
FYI, here's the thing
cinema is my sanctuary,
I go purposely
when it's empty.
So a word of warning
for your own safety:
I need my
s p a c e
October 18, 2025 at 10:53 AM
#2wordprompt #vssmagic #BlueSkyRelay
#steam #space #facade #accessory
This one is just a bit of fun, don't be scared 😅...
FYI, here's the thing
cinema is my sanctuary,
I go purposely
when it's empty.
So a word of warning
for your own safety:
I need my
s p a c e
#steam #space #facade #accessory
This one is just a bit of fun, don't be scared 😅...
FYI, here's the thing
cinema is my sanctuary,
I go purposely
when it's empty.
So a word of warning
for your own safety:
I need my
s p a c e
𝐁𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐞
I broke her down
to build her up,
just like my Barbies
as a kid...
#poemsabout #BreaktheMould
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
#mentalhealth #BFRB #Trichotillomania #BDD #dermatillomania
I broke her down
to build her up,
just like my Barbies
as a kid...
#poemsabout #BreaktheMould
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
#mentalhealth #BFRB #Trichotillomania #BDD #dermatillomania
October 17, 2025 at 7:59 AM
𝐁𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐞
I broke her down
to build her up,
just like my Barbies
as a kid...
#poemsabout #BreaktheMould
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
#mentalhealth #BFRB #Trichotillomania #BDD #dermatillomania
I broke her down
to build her up,
just like my Barbies
as a kid...
#poemsabout #BreaktheMould
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
#mentalhealth #BFRB #Trichotillomania #BDD #dermatillomania
The mirror me
is shattered glass,
a self in splinters.
Each jagged shard
spreading my flaws
across tiny multitudes.
They dance and mock
in unison
#ImperfectMe #poemsabout
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
is shattered glass,
a self in splinters.
Each jagged shard
spreading my flaws
across tiny multitudes.
They dance and mock
in unison
#ImperfectMe #poemsabout
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
October 9, 2025 at 7:47 AM
The mirror me
is shattered glass,
a self in splinters.
Each jagged shard
spreading my flaws
across tiny multitudes.
They dance and mock
in unison
#ImperfectMe #poemsabout
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
is shattered glass,
a self in splinters.
Each jagged shard
spreading my flaws
across tiny multitudes.
They dance and mock
in unison
#ImperfectMe #poemsabout
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
You were the Heathcliff
to my Kathy,
my intoxicating love—
heroin
for my heroine...
#haunted
#MPPrompt
@malformed-poetry.bsky.social
to my Kathy,
my intoxicating love—
heroin
for my heroine...
#haunted
#MPPrompt
@malformed-poetry.bsky.social
October 7, 2025 at 4:31 PM
You were the Heathcliff
to my Kathy,
my intoxicating love—
heroin
for my heroine...
#haunted
#MPPrompt
@malformed-poetry.bsky.social
to my Kathy,
my intoxicating love—
heroin
for my heroine...
#haunted
#MPPrompt
@malformed-poetry.bsky.social
She's awesome, any time the Sophocles play is done here I go see it, going next weekend 😅 my poem on the other hand is not the best, she deserves better 😐
October 6, 2025 at 7:20 PM
She's awesome, any time the Sophocles play is done here I go see it, going next weekend 😅 my poem on the other hand is not the best, she deserves better 😐
I envy
the #mushroom—
that ability to thrive
in dark places,
lined up one
after another
like an #armada.
Yet, my #zest
for life grows
increasingly #bald
when dark thoughts
intrude.
My mind
desperate for light,
like a flower in bloom
when I'm trapped
in the gloom.
#emoetry #WildWalkPrompt
the #mushroom—
that ability to thrive
in dark places,
lined up one
after another
like an #armada.
Yet, my #zest
for life grows
increasingly #bald
when dark thoughts
intrude.
My mind
desperate for light,
like a flower in bloom
when I'm trapped
in the gloom.
#emoetry #WildWalkPrompt
October 5, 2025 at 8:52 AM
Streets lined with lifeless faces,
a #mannequin assembly line.
Stalingrad scenes, Soviet grey,
an iron curtain of rain
beating desolately
onto monochrome roads...
#poemsabout
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
a #mannequin assembly line.
Stalingrad scenes, Soviet grey,
an iron curtain of rain
beating desolately
onto monochrome roads...
#poemsabout
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
October 2, 2025 at 9:52 AM
Streets lined with lifeless faces,
a #mannequin assembly line.
Stalingrad scenes, Soviet grey,
an iron curtain of rain
beating desolately
onto monochrome roads...
#poemsabout
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
a #mannequin assembly line.
Stalingrad scenes, Soviet grey,
an iron curtain of rain
beating desolately
onto monochrome roads...
#poemsabout
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
@thebrokenspine.co.uk
I often watch
from the window
my cute little kitty,
poor Brave Sir Mao,
ever #vanquished
in battle.
His worst enemy,
the mischievous
#magpie.
When I hear their
mocking melody
I live in #remorse
that no #songbird
ever sings Mao,
to victory.
#emoetry #WildWalkPrompt #vssdaily #whistpr
from the window
my cute little kitty,
poor Brave Sir Mao,
ever #vanquished
in battle.
His worst enemy,
the mischievous
#magpie.
When I hear their
mocking melody
I live in #remorse
that no #songbird
ever sings Mao,
to victory.
#emoetry #WildWalkPrompt #vssdaily #whistpr
October 2, 2025 at 6:23 AM
I often watch
from the window
my cute little kitty,
poor Brave Sir Mao,
ever #vanquished
in battle.
His worst enemy,
the mischievous
#magpie.
When I hear their
mocking melody
I live in #remorse
that no #songbird
ever sings Mao,
to victory.
#emoetry #WildWalkPrompt #vssdaily #whistpr
from the window
my cute little kitty,
poor Brave Sir Mao,
ever #vanquished
in battle.
His worst enemy,
the mischievous
#magpie.
When I hear their
mocking melody
I live in #remorse
that no #songbird
ever sings Mao,
to victory.
#emoetry #WildWalkPrompt #vssdaily #whistpr
I'm a remote star
fading out infinitely—
an eternal unbecoming.
I started broken,
fractured at the core,
letting in dark matter—
a twisted seam
splintering inwardly.
But in brokeness
is beauty
and when
I supernova
let the darkness
consume me—
one with solitude
evermore.
#sensewrds #prompt 126
fading out infinitely—
an eternal unbecoming.
I started broken,
fractured at the core,
letting in dark matter—
a twisted seam
splintering inwardly.
But in brokeness
is beauty
and when
I supernova
let the darkness
consume me—
one with solitude
evermore.
#sensewrds #prompt 126
October 1, 2025 at 5:02 PM
I'm a remote star
fading out infinitely—
an eternal unbecoming.
I started broken,
fractured at the core,
letting in dark matter—
a twisted seam
splintering inwardly.
But in brokeness
is beauty
and when
I supernova
let the darkness
consume me—
one with solitude
evermore.
#sensewrds #prompt 126
fading out infinitely—
an eternal unbecoming.
I started broken,
fractured at the core,
letting in dark matter—
a twisted seam
splintering inwardly.
But in brokeness
is beauty
and when
I supernova
let the darkness
consume me—
one with solitude
evermore.
#sensewrds #prompt 126