William David Maxwell
@emersynlaughs.bsky.social
Novelist, poet, lover of all things nature and a life filled with passion. 40s. All poetry posted is my original work.
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Pinned
A hand to take
Nurture my mind
It never shuts up
Until you say my name
Then comes the quiet
The smoke you spark
Our combined drug
Chasing the dragon
Addiction that heals
Pains passes away
No longer begging
For all the wrong sighs
Post-trauma days
Eyes closed nights
Nurture my mind
It never shuts up
Until you say my name
Then comes the quiet
The smoke you spark
Our combined drug
Chasing the dragon
Addiction that heals
Pains passes away
No longer begging
For all the wrong sighs
Post-trauma days
Eyes closed nights
The soft filler of life that doesn't taste like stagecraft is a blessing.
September 21, 2026 at 3:06 AM
The soft filler of life that doesn't taste like stagecraft is a blessing.
My eyes give out my heart to the right sunrise. That warms and doesn't burn, heat that you invite into your house for coffee. It is an easy embrace that remembers politeness when the weather turns rough. Which knows the way to find the sacred on the lips of honest tandem souls.
September 21, 2026 at 2:39 AM
My eyes give out my heart to the right sunrise. That warms and doesn't burn, heat that you invite into your house for coffee. It is an easy embrace that remembers politeness when the weather turns rough. Which knows the way to find the sacred on the lips of honest tandem souls.
Clarity is peace. Even if the road is long.
September 21, 2026 at 2:33 AM
Clarity is peace. Even if the road is long.
I see white butterflies in clusters of two across the way. Spinning around together, rising up in the air in courtship rituals. Some come down in a pair, others by themselves. Then, back into the air, they go in the same dance, not always with their last partner. I smiled. That's life.
September 6, 2026 at 7:10 PM
I see white butterflies in clusters of two across the way. Spinning around together, rising up in the air in courtship rituals. Some come down in a pair, others by themselves. Then, back into the air, they go in the same dance, not always with their last partner. I smiled. That's life.
Done well, the little death doesn't require a postmortem.
September 6, 2026 at 5:44 AM
Done well, the little death doesn't require a postmortem.
I could cuddle up with my eccentricities. But you're warmer.
September 6, 2026 at 5:42 AM
I could cuddle up with my eccentricities. But you're warmer.
She asked for my gentleness after the collision. Tender is the flood.
September 6, 2026 at 5:39 AM
She asked for my gentleness after the collision. Tender is the flood.
Bake me into your poetry. Recipes are best when crafted together.
September 6, 2026 at 5:32 AM
Bake me into your poetry. Recipes are best when crafted together.
I didn't need rainbows and galaxies beaming from your eyes for me. All I ask is honest regard, truthful words, passionate repast, lingering longing that is as insatiable as your hands when they find me.
September 6, 2026 at 5:20 AM
I didn't need rainbows and galaxies beaming from your eyes for me. All I ask is honest regard, truthful words, passionate repast, lingering longing that is as insatiable as your hands when they find me.
Hey Google. Play "Love in an Elevator"
September 6, 2026 at 5:13 AM
Hey Google. Play "Love in an Elevator"
My feet traverse the expanse of your loamy earth. The land you asked me to cultivate for a bountiful harvest that carries the celebration of your embrace. Your softness on the fragile fallen leaves to come. Rolling in the mud we leave our impressions in. A flood could make us clean. But not yet.
September 6, 2026 at 5:10 AM
My feet traverse the expanse of your loamy earth. The land you asked me to cultivate for a bountiful harvest that carries the celebration of your embrace. Your softness on the fragile fallen leaves to come. Rolling in the mud we leave our impressions in. A flood could make us clean. But not yet.
Do honour to the ghosts in the peripheral plane of your notice. The dregs of humanity that people forgot but time remembered. There is gold in the straw, wisdom in the alleyways. You won't find a pariah amongst the loss. Only truth.
September 6, 2026 at 5:01 AM
Do honour to the ghosts in the peripheral plane of your notice. The dregs of humanity that people forgot but time remembered. There is gold in the straw, wisdom in the alleyways. You won't find a pariah amongst the loss. Only truth.
Nourish your light in the span of my embrace. I am soil to grow in, rain to cleanse the toil away. A preface that had the audacity to become a novel. One you read slowly and make notes in the margins. The ink of our heartsblood.
September 6, 2026 at 4:49 AM
Nourish your light in the span of my embrace. I am soil to grow in, rain to cleanse the toil away. A preface that had the audacity to become a novel. One you read slowly and make notes in the margins. The ink of our heartsblood.
Though I know not your struggle, I see your pain. I care.
September 6, 2026 at 4:40 AM
Though I know not your struggle, I see your pain. I care.
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And all of it queer, now that I'm looking at it. Here's the road so far...
June 29, 2026 at 5:30 PM
And all of it queer, now that I'm looking at it. Here's the road so far...
Stop selling yourself to finite souls full of facades that don't love you. You're not alone. You're more than a brand or trend or something left in the dust. Carry your light with a smirk that screams defiance at your door. Your worth belongs to you.
September 6, 2026 at 12:11 AM
Stop selling yourself to finite souls full of facades that don't love you. You're not alone. You're more than a brand or trend or something left in the dust. Carry your light with a smirk that screams defiance at your door. Your worth belongs to you.
Walk like your soundtrack is always playing.
September 6, 2026 at 12:03 AM
Walk like your soundtrack is always playing.
My desire is alchemy before it changes into science. A flame imperishable, a sky without borders, a parable that altered your life.
September 3, 2026 at 5:43 PM
My desire is alchemy before it changes into science. A flame imperishable, a sky without borders, a parable that altered your life.
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BRAND NEW LATE - LISTEN UP, and please share!
I'm back, Boppers, and now in a tasty, bite-sized in a one hour format! As always: it's FREE, AD-FREE, and no Ai! This one's all about Cults - music from Siouxsie & the Banshees, Kate Bush, Jack White, DEVO + more!
www.mixcloud.com/KOPN/late-wt...
I'm back, Boppers, and now in a tasty, bite-sized in a one hour format! As always: it's FREE, AD-FREE, and no Ai! This one's all about Cults - music from Siouxsie & the Banshees, Kate Bush, Jack White, DEVO + more!
www.mixcloud.com/KOPN/late-wt...
Late w/Taffeta V - Cults by KOPN
I'm back, Boppers, and now in a tasty, bite-sized in a one hour format! This one's all about Cults - I'll talk about my favorite director of cult films, and about a cult leader hidden in plain sight e...
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August 29, 2026 at 7:13 PM
BRAND NEW LATE - LISTEN UP, and please share!
I'm back, Boppers, and now in a tasty, bite-sized in a one hour format! As always: it's FREE, AD-FREE, and no Ai! This one's all about Cults - music from Siouxsie & the Banshees, Kate Bush, Jack White, DEVO + more!
www.mixcloud.com/KOPN/late-wt...
I'm back, Boppers, and now in a tasty, bite-sized in a one hour format! As always: it's FREE, AD-FREE, and no Ai! This one's all about Cults - music from Siouxsie & the Banshees, Kate Bush, Jack White, DEVO + more!
www.mixcloud.com/KOPN/late-wt...
You can stop the wheel after you regain your steps.
August 18, 2026 at 8:05 PM
You can stop the wheel after you regain your steps.
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Gothic armor and pollaxe ladies.
It seems I never draw Perlweiss wielding a pollaxe before...🤔
It seems I never draw Perlweiss wielding a pollaxe before...🤔
August 18, 2026 at 6:30 PM
Gothic armor and pollaxe ladies.
It seems I never draw Perlweiss wielding a pollaxe before...🤔
It seems I never draw Perlweiss wielding a pollaxe before...🤔
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August 14, 2026 at 11:12 PM
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August 13, 2026 at 12:00 AM
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August 8, 2026 at 9:23 PM
Reposted by William David Maxwell
August 6, 2026 at 10:44 PM