The Penhead Diaries
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The writings and ramblings of a returning writer.
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There is a moment -
For the sand in the hourglass
For the thread in the #loom -
Where it stands apart from the rest;
Forever orbiting the minute
As worlds and time itself hinge in an epoch’s breath.
The grain rejoins the sand, unaware that, for a time, it was the center of all things.
#vss365
For the sand in the hourglass
For the thread in the #loom -
Where it stands apart from the rest;
Forever orbiting the minute
As worlds and time itself hinge in an epoch’s breath.
The grain rejoins the sand, unaware that, for a time, it was the center of all things.
#vss365
January 20, 2026 at 5:23 AM
May your weekend be just like Waffles: Feet on the floor and ready to party; your butt in bed, hoping your plans cancel.
#dogsofbluesky #dog #waffles #haveagreatweekend
#dogsofbluesky #dog #waffles #haveagreatweekend
January 16, 2026 at 8:15 PM
May your weekend be just like Waffles: Feet on the floor and ready to party; your butt in bed, hoping your plans cancel.
#dogsofbluesky #dog #waffles #haveagreatweekend
#dogsofbluesky #dog #waffles #haveagreatweekend
You may be called “tender” when wronged.
Slow cooked inside, yet left to cool down.
But I prefer to think of it more as a #sear
Burnt harsh on the out; forever raw within.
#vss365 #writing #writingcommunity #freeverse #poetry #poem
Slow cooked inside, yet left to cool down.
But I prefer to think of it more as a #sear
Burnt harsh on the out; forever raw within.
#vss365 #writing #writingcommunity #freeverse #poetry #poem
January 16, 2026 at 4:21 AM
You may be called “tender” when wronged.
Slow cooked inside, yet left to cool down.
But I prefer to think of it more as a #sear
Burnt harsh on the out; forever raw within.
#vss365 #writing #writingcommunity #freeverse #poetry #poem
Slow cooked inside, yet left to cool down.
But I prefer to think of it more as a #sear
Burnt harsh on the out; forever raw within.
#vss365 #writing #writingcommunity #freeverse #poetry #poem
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I beg the floods
to stop
from coming.
I try to
pray it all
away.
But it’s in me,
it’s blowing
through me—
I am its god,
and I am
the village
annihilated.
#Poetry #Poem
#BlueskyPoetry
to stop
from coming.
I try to
pray it all
away.
But it’s in me,
it’s blowing
through me—
I am its god,
and I am
the village
annihilated.
#Poetry #Poem
#BlueskyPoetry
January 13, 2026 at 3:00 AM
I beg the floods
to stop
from coming.
I try to
pray it all
away.
But it’s in me,
it’s blowing
through me—
I am its god,
and I am
the village
annihilated.
#Poetry #Poem
#BlueskyPoetry
to stop
from coming.
I try to
pray it all
away.
But it’s in me,
it’s blowing
through me—
I am its god,
and I am
the village
annihilated.
#Poetry #Poem
#BlueskyPoetry
Breathing hard after the 20-mile chase, the red & blue lights - combined with the metallic click of the handcuffs around his wrists - finally clued him in that maybe…just maybe…he had misunderstood when he heard someone say, “ #slapdash” at the neighbor’s barbecue.
#vss365 #writingcommunity #writing
#vss365 #writingcommunity #writing
January 13, 2026 at 2:54 AM
Breathing hard after the 20-mile chase, the red & blue lights - combined with the metallic click of the handcuffs around his wrists - finally clued him in that maybe…just maybe…he had misunderstood when he heard someone say, “ #slapdash” at the neighbor’s barbecue.
#vss365 #writingcommunity #writing
#vss365 #writingcommunity #writing
“This hoity-toity rigmarole is nothing but #balderdash to the hoi polloi!” He couldn’t remember how he landed the gig, but the confused faces of the onlookers proved he was doing a good job. Truly, being paid by the ostentation was a lucrative business.
#vss365 #writing #writingcommunity
#vss365 #writing #writingcommunity
January 3, 2026 at 4:12 PM
“This hoity-toity rigmarole is nothing but #balderdash to the hoi polloi!” He couldn’t remember how he landed the gig, but the confused faces of the onlookers proved he was doing a good job. Truly, being paid by the ostentation was a lucrative business.
#vss365 #writing #writingcommunity
#vss365 #writing #writingcommunity
How firm was the #resolution when the sunrise of a year already felt likes the sunset?
#vss365 #writing #writingcommunity
#vss365 #writing #writingcommunity
January 3, 2026 at 4:00 PM
How firm was the #resolution when the sunrise of a year already felt likes the sunset?
#vss365 #writing #writingcommunity
#vss365 #writing #writingcommunity
I fear losing #delight in the future with the aging cynicism of each passing year. But the hope is there - small, struggling - but still an ember held, ready for stoking.
#vss365 #writing #writingcommunity #hello2026 #fuckoff2025
#vss365 #writing #writingcommunity #hello2026 #fuckoff2025
January 2, 2026 at 5:56 AM
I fear losing #delight in the future with the aging cynicism of each passing year. But the hope is there - small, struggling - but still an ember held, ready for stoking.
#vss365 #writing #writingcommunity #hello2026 #fuckoff2025
#vss365 #writing #writingcommunity #hello2026 #fuckoff2025
I #regret the year. Not an action, but lament that it happened - hurt and heartache of the normal passage of time in a sea of lost justice, efforts to correct the tide merely drops of meager rain. I regret I couldn’t do more. I regret what I could wasn’t enough.
#vss365 #writing #writingcommunity
#vss365 #writing #writingcommunity
December 18, 2025 at 3:01 PM
I #regret the year. Not an action, but lament that it happened - hurt and heartache of the normal passage of time in a sea of lost justice, efforts to correct the tide merely drops of meager rain. I regret I couldn’t do more. I regret what I could wasn’t enough.
#vss365 #writing #writingcommunity
#vss365 #writing #writingcommunity
“ #chivalry & White-Knighting is a bit like the difference between knowledge & wisdom: one needs just holding a door or helping one over a puddle; the other insists on a Kool-aid burst through a wall or becoming a human raft to cross the wide Missouri.”
He had never been good at metaphors.
#vss365
He had never been good at metaphors.
#vss365
December 4, 2025 at 6:55 AM
The years pass
And with each going
I can see
The screen’s false light
Shining bright to distract
From the #aphotic void behind it
The vaunted font of knowledge
Dried by a cynical desert
And disguised as a desperate oasis.
#vss365 #writing #writingcommunity
And with each going
I can see
The screen’s false light
Shining bright to distract
From the #aphotic void behind it
The vaunted font of knowledge
Dried by a cynical desert
And disguised as a desperate oasis.
#vss365 #writing #writingcommunity
December 3, 2025 at 6:38 AM
The years pass
And with each going
I can see
The screen’s false light
Shining bright to distract
From the #aphotic void behind it
The vaunted font of knowledge
Dried by a cynical desert
And disguised as a desperate oasis.
#vss365 #writing #writingcommunity
And with each going
I can see
The screen’s false light
Shining bright to distract
From the #aphotic void behind it
The vaunted font of knowledge
Dried by a cynical desert
And disguised as a desperate oasis.
#vss365 #writing #writingcommunity
In a narrow hallway
Under blue light
Staring at the writing on the wall
A thousand quotes from ghosts of a hundred shows
Spaces bare where I could have laid mine down but didn’t
Is now the time?
Each step out the door is the #last to make that mark
The last, until the next moment comes.
#vss365
Under blue light
Staring at the writing on the wall
A thousand quotes from ghosts of a hundred shows
Spaces bare where I could have laid mine down but didn’t
Is now the time?
Each step out the door is the #last to make that mark
The last, until the next moment comes.
#vss365
December 1, 2025 at 3:01 AM
There is a strange, beautiful connection to be found in a subway’s #exhausted collective, an understanding where words are unnecessary but the meaning clearly known; that though we may never meet again, still we’re all in this together.
#vss365 #writing #writingcommunity
#vss365 #writing #writingcommunity
September 11, 2025 at 11:31 AM
There is a strange, beautiful connection to be found in a subway’s #exhausted collective, an understanding where words are unnecessary but the meaning clearly known; that though we may never meet again, still we’re all in this together.
#vss365 #writing #writingcommunity
#vss365 #writing #writingcommunity
Wading into the flowing river of days.
Each mapped. Planned. Prepared.
Eager dawns & exhausted dusks marking the passage.
But my understanding of where I’m going capitulates each morn & a dull fear asks: When I arrive, will I even recognize the world that awaits me?
#poem #poetry #writing #freeform
Each mapped. Planned. Prepared.
Eager dawns & exhausted dusks marking the passage.
But my understanding of where I’m going capitulates each morn & a dull fear asks: When I arrive, will I even recognize the world that awaits me?
#poem #poetry #writing #freeform
September 11, 2025 at 4:30 AM
It was in the wretched excuse of an afterglow that she realized that sex with him was the #cummerbund of physical relationships: a need only really called for under very specific circumstances; at all other times, a cause to wonder what purpose it actually served?
#vss365 #writing
#vss365 #writing
July 8, 2025 at 3:21 AM
It was in the wretched excuse of an afterglow that she realized that sex with him was the #cummerbund of physical relationships: a need only really called for under very specific circumstances; at all other times, a cause to wonder what purpose it actually served?
#vss365 #writing
#vss365 #writing
Was hope worth having when this #liminal life continues to twist and stretch it from our grasp, the stick lengthening while the carrot fades past the horizon
#vss365 #writing #writingcommunity
#vss365 #writing #writingcommunity
June 22, 2025 at 1:50 AM
Was hope worth having when this #liminal life continues to twist and stretch it from our grasp, the stick lengthening while the carrot fades past the horizon
#vss365 #writing #writingcommunity
#vss365 #writing #writingcommunity