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C. Signy Maraine 🛹🐢
@csignymaraine.bsky.social
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Wordlarker. Writing teen horror fiction and rum poetry. Author of DREAD THE BOARDS

she/her 💜🐘🤍
📯 maraineunmoors at gmail
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jriegs.bsky.social
lunar love
lights a heart
in darkness

photo: My #monochrome shots of tonight’s half moon, taken from my yard. Hope you’re having a nice evening!!

#scape
#moonscape
#moonshot
#moon
#nightscape
#BWFri
#photography
#eastcoastkin
#haiku #poetry
November 29, 2025 at 1:22 AM
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levostregc.bsky.social
Remember: It ys okaye to be lonely. It ys okaye to feel lost. It ys okaye to be sad. It ys okaye to have no plannes or just small plannes. It ys okaye to have big plannes that seem exhausting. It ys okaye to be a mess. Take care of thyself. Thou art amazinge.
November 27, 2025 at 12:07 AM
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wolftwinthomas.bsky.social
breaking wave —
I keep teaching myself
to surface
#haiku #poetry
November 27, 2025 at 3:43 PM
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starfish72.bsky.social
Bob teased, "So, after years on Duolingo, can you finally talk Swedish?" Nora groaned, "I can say älg and kaffe… but not much else." Bob chuckled. "You'll #learn, but for now you can at least offer an elk a cup of coffee."

#vss365
November 27, 2025 at 7:54 AM
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fizzytwizler.bsky.social
How Autumn & Winter
Conspire to thwart
Summers’ soothing shine

With snowflake falls
& decaying pitiful leaves
Never #learning

They”ll feel the crisp sharp bite
Of Springs’ pied piper birds
Singing notes

On new petal flutes
Coming alive
Again and again

#vss365
November 27, 2025 at 8:43 AM
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jdsampo.bsky.social
Balance
At the edge of a small hill in the Arizona desert, there is a large boulder balanced on a small one.
November 28, 2025 at 12:39 AM
csignymaraine.bsky.social
old ghost: The rings of the tree chronicle its years, much like the bones give testimony to the history of one's health. The bones remember the hard times

moss witch: Maybe that's why my bones ache

old ghost: And why I no longer have a story to tell

#vss365 #health #vss #photography #nature
close up photo of a tree split open where you can see its rings
November 28, 2025 at 4:49 PM
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tuskjenkins.bsky.social
Everything I'm doing fits in less and less. Take living in a hole hoarding all positive space for example
November 28, 2025 at 6:04 AM
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atypicaltiff.bsky.social
There's no #race - not since I learned
trees have shallow roots.
No here or there or then or
now. I have decided my great love
is the world & therefore everywhere.
Whether I lie in bed too long or go
deeper in the woods than the hunter
in the parking lot suggested,
I am with the one I love.
#whistpr
November 26, 2025 at 4:15 PM
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soulscratches.bsky.social
show me that enchanted topography
the place where our feet bare
trod gentle upon the earth
dancing working
exploring understanding
resting playing
standing tall

#micropoetry #poet #poetry #poetrylovers #writerslife
November 24, 2025 at 5:25 PM
csignymaraine.bsky.social
@writerrjgarcia.bsky.social Happy release day!

Alt text "I pulled myself out of a dream and glared...at my buzzing phone. Then I caught sight of Emmie’s name flashing on the screen. There would be nothing unusual about it except, of course, it’s the middle of the night and my sister’s dead."
writerrjgarcia.bsky.social R.J. Garcia 💀🌸 @writerrjgarcia.bsky.social · Oct 9
'Tis the season to be scared. 😱 I have something new coming. Preorder and save!

www.amazon.com/Shadowless-C...

#booksky #writingcommunity #horror
November 26, 2025 at 4:36 PM
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edmondsscanner.bsky.social
Yes, the forest is haunted.
But that's not a bad thing.
The creatures of moss & gloom, twigs & talons, and howls & horror are only trying to make connections.
To be seen and heard.
Just like all of us.
November 4, 2025 at 7:47 PM
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jangoeswriting.bsky.social
Only me channeling a little bit of Wodehouse in a Discworld sort of story. 🙄
“You know, Couthly, I’m beginning to think that sleep is the bane of all mortalkind.” Without thinking, and with a groan from Couthly, Boulder chose the exact wrong spoon and cracked the top off the egg to find it soft-boiled to perfection. “No sooner has a chap got used to the whole idea of being awake and gadding about doing things than we have to hunker down in our cloth sanctum sanctorums and lie around doing nothing for hours. It’s all a dashed waste. Better to stay awake all the time, or sleep all the time if you ask me. Make a choice.” Boulder paused with a finger of bread firmly dipped in the egg and frowned. That wasn’t how he talked. He didn’t talk like that at all. And the dread thought began to bubble up in a brain that wasn’t used to such things and really needed a little practice before doing such things in the future. A little thought preparation before doing the actual thinking. He was getting used to it all. He didn’t want to get used to it all. He couldn’t get comfortable with all this comfort, it discomforted him. Absentmindedly, he chewed the egg-dipped bread. “Indeed, sir. However, one could say that were there more hours in the day with which to partake of greater amounts of activities, one would find that one required yet more time.” Couthly wiped Boulder’s mouth with one cloth and tucked another into the top of Boulder’s silk pyjamas, spreading it out to catch any detritus from the breakfast. “As to remaining awake, or asleep, throughout the entirety of the day and night, I would conjecture that all of one thing and none of another would prove quite deleterious to one’s health, sir. Chin up.” “Well, you would say that.” Boulder lifted his chin as Couthly wiped it again, the soft-boiled egg clearly malfunctioning.
November 25, 2025 at 10:49 PM
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sadiehartmann.bsky.social
Love, books, music, movies, mutual aid, and community. Photo is a rack of vintage clothes from a craft fair I went to
November 24, 2025 at 5:03 PM
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wordingway.bsky.social
∴ skitterd sideways fate
achievable mischief drips
crow-crowned micklewit ∴

#vss365 #haikufeels #senryusunday #leakyfaucet #dukkha
November 23, 2025 at 3:01 PM
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jennygaitskell.bsky.social
owl's soft call
flies my fright away
to beautiful night

#DailyHaikuPrompt (fright)
November 25, 2025 at 8:44 PM
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scalzi.com
You know, I'm not sure I ever really read the Pond Rules at our local nature preserve all that closely before
POND RULES: No swimming, jumping or gallivanting. Do not disturb the pond witch. No fishing with dynamite. Sacrifices to water gods on alternate Wednesdays only - NO EXCEPTIONS! Taunt the crows at your own risk. If a hand comes out of the water to beckon you, turn and walk away. Do not feed the weretrout. Is the water burning with cold unholy fire? Report it to the ranger! They’re not ducks. Run. Have fun!
November 25, 2025 at 1:24 AM
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scuba-licia.bsky.social
Stubby season is here in the Pacific Northwest and this chonker is showing some big feelings about being photographed by turning white and burying itself in the sand!

This color change is super hard to photograph, let alone light, but I'm pretty happy with how these turned out.

#marinelife
Stubby squid burying itself in the sand Stubby squid burying itself in the sand
November 24, 2025 at 9:25 PM
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wolftwinthomas.bsky.social
old bookshelf
one empty space
breathing
#haiku #poetry #booksky
November 24, 2025 at 4:21 PM
csignymaraine.bsky.social
I love hiking in the woods. You often get the feeling you are being watched. And, sometimes, you are...

#horror #horrorart #photography #vss #monsters
photo of a branchless tree trunk. it's twisted with a bulbous area that could be a head - and hatchet marks that could be two eyes and a very large mouth... Story reads: Nature hike ends abruptly. Something burps. photo, fx, and story by C. Signy Maraine
November 23, 2025 at 11:15 PM
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fuenfsiebenfuenf.bsky.social
auf dem weg zur nachtschicht
die hunde heulen
mit mir

#haiku #poetry #micropoetry
#inkmine #fantaiku #scifaiku #sff
#scifaikusaturday #haikusaturday
#dailyhaikuprompt #senryusunday
#vssmagic #haikuchallenge

published now in kidlit-poem-podcast #quaquagedichte - thank you!

#kidlit #poem #podcast
#36 Qua Qua Gedichte – Wieder mal gehört
23.11.2025 - Zwei Freund:innen, die sich lange nicht gehört haben, beginnen, sich über Sprachnachrichten gegenseitig Gedichte zuzuschicken.
cba.media
November 23, 2025 at 12:01 PM
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sheilabduncan.bsky.social
#vss365

actions speak louder
they’re verbs

#action #WritingCommunity
November 20, 2025 at 11:34 AM
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wolftwinthomas.bsky.social
dust in a sunbeam-
a slow parade
of small things
#haiku #poetry #imagism
November 19, 2025 at 3:52 PM
csignymaraine.bsky.social
hope
like hopscotch 
steps no longer
routinely measurable 
but              
adjusting       
capriciously
all
  to           land 
lightly

#vss365 #measurable #poetry #photography
pic of chalked sidewalk. pinks, blues, purples - with BE KIND written on the square closest to the camera
November 22, 2025 at 8:42 PM
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jessdean77.bsky.social
Sometimes it’s just the little things...

“The greatest glory of living lies not in never falling but in rising every time you fall”
- Nelson Mandela

(Colorado wallflower - Summer of 2025)

📷 : by me

#naturesart #blueskyartshow #small #eastcoastkin
Symbolism of beauty through simplicity, a single orange petaled wallflower standing tall in a rocky meadow of greens. An essence of life’s resilience, backed up with a fluffy clouded blue-sky mountain scape.
November 22, 2025 at 5:34 PM