Whispers of the Twilight Soul
@soulwr1ter.bsky.social
Poetess. Wildflower Goddess of the Dawn and Twilight Dreams. Celestial Rose of Lavender.🌹 Do not steal or use my work without permission or crediting me.
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No politics, porn, Ai or Dms. Strictly poetry.
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Pretty and lively, she comes perfumed with blush and even though she doesn't live that long, her beauty sings its own song as ask of it, "Precious dear, born of dust and earth, what story can you tell us of love?"
She just snows abloom and the world listens to her light.
-J.Wool
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She just snows abloom and the world listens to her light.
-J.Wool
📷 by Me
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I adore beauty
in all things
In art
and music
literature
and nature
It is no surprise
I adore you
in all things
In art
and music
literature
and nature
It is no surprise
I adore you
February 20, 2026 at 4:19 PM
I adore beauty
in all things
In art
and music
literature
and nature
It is no surprise
I adore you
in all things
In art
and music
literature
and nature
It is no surprise
I adore you
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Watercolour study of roses from my garden
February 20, 2026 at 8:15 AM
Watercolour study of roses from my garden
Pretty and lively, she comes perfumed with blush and even though she doesn't live that long, her beauty sings its own song as ask of it, "Precious dear, born of dust and earth, what story can you tell us of love?"
She just snows abloom and the world listens to her light.
-J.Wool
📷 by Me
She just snows abloom and the world listens to her light.
-J.Wool
📷 by Me
February 20, 2026 at 5:30 PM
Pretty and lively, she comes perfumed with blush and even though she doesn't live that long, her beauty sings its own song as ask of it, "Precious dear, born of dust and earth, what story can you tell us of love?"
She just snows abloom and the world listens to her light.
-J.Wool
📷 by Me
She just snows abloom and the world listens to her light.
-J.Wool
📷 by Me
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You inspire me
to wish
to write
to want
to wish
to write
to want
February 19, 2026 at 4:42 PM
You inspire me
to wish
to write
to want
to wish
to write
to want
with a kitsune
heart, I devour
the flesh of
promise with
the scarlet edge
of a strengthening
beat of the life
force within
growing in this
orb of powerful
lightening, coming
to grips while
tugging as it
unchains what bleeds
wild in me as love
unbound is set
thundering free
-J.Wool, Kitsune Heart
heart, I devour
the flesh of
promise with
the scarlet edge
of a strengthening
beat of the life
force within
growing in this
orb of powerful
lightening, coming
to grips while
tugging as it
unchains what bleeds
wild in me as love
unbound is set
thundering free
-J.Wool, Kitsune Heart
February 19, 2026 at 2:37 PM
with a kitsune
heart, I devour
the flesh of
promise with
the scarlet edge
of a strengthening
beat of the life
force within
growing in this
orb of powerful
lightening, coming
to grips while
tugging as it
unchains what bleeds
wild in me as love
unbound is set
thundering free
-J.Wool, Kitsune Heart
heart, I devour
the flesh of
promise with
the scarlet edge
of a strengthening
beat of the life
force within
growing in this
orb of powerful
lightening, coming
to grips while
tugging as it
unchains what bleeds
wild in me as love
unbound is set
thundering free
-J.Wool, Kitsune Heart
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I fell in love with life
Where nature does fall
Soaked in the sun
On my coastal walk
Where the clouds do part
I know this is my heaven
Where the sea meets land
It covers me in pleasures
Where nature does fall
Soaked in the sun
On my coastal walk
Where the clouds do part
I know this is my heaven
Where the sea meets land
It covers me in pleasures
February 19, 2026 at 10:57 AM
I fell in love with life
Where nature does fall
Soaked in the sun
On my coastal walk
Where the clouds do part
I know this is my heaven
Where the sea meets land
It covers me in pleasures
Where nature does fall
Soaked in the sun
On my coastal walk
Where the clouds do part
I know this is my heaven
Where the sea meets land
It covers me in pleasures
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Ebb and flow
Of us
Close, then distant
Sometimes oceans apart
Sometimes merely a puddle
Desperately trying
Not to
Seep away
At others
We are
Tidal waves and froth
Moments in collision
Happy and sad
Then parting forever
Only
Pining for touch
Once more
Of us
Close, then distant
Sometimes oceans apart
Sometimes merely a puddle
Desperately trying
Not to
Seep away
At others
We are
Tidal waves and froth
Moments in collision
Happy and sad
Then parting forever
Only
Pining for touch
Once more
February 16, 2026 at 9:02 AM
Ebb and flow
Of us
Close, then distant
Sometimes oceans apart
Sometimes merely a puddle
Desperately trying
Not to
Seep away
At others
We are
Tidal waves and froth
Moments in collision
Happy and sad
Then parting forever
Only
Pining for touch
Once more
Of us
Close, then distant
Sometimes oceans apart
Sometimes merely a puddle
Desperately trying
Not to
Seep away
At others
We are
Tidal waves and froth
Moments in collision
Happy and sad
Then parting forever
Only
Pining for touch
Once more
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trapped dreams
live inside
menagerie
eyes, bronzed
by sleeping
sun ambering
into wishes
lingering in
reverie as
tokened lights
that guide
the dimming
world out of
the night
into the
forsaken
dawns where
prayer formed
from the stars
of the lanterns
of their joined
hands
-J.Wool
live inside
menagerie
eyes, bronzed
by sleeping
sun ambering
into wishes
lingering in
reverie as
tokened lights
that guide
the dimming
world out of
the night
into the
forsaken
dawns where
prayer formed
from the stars
of the lanterns
of their joined
hands
-J.Wool
February 18, 2026 at 5:44 PM
trapped dreams
live inside
menagerie
eyes, bronzed
by sleeping
sun ambering
into wishes
lingering in
reverie as
tokened lights
that guide
the dimming
world out of
the night
into the
forsaken
dawns where
prayer formed
from the stars
of the lanterns
of their joined
hands
-J.Wool
live inside
menagerie
eyes, bronzed
by sleeping
sun ambering
into wishes
lingering in
reverie as
tokened lights
that guide
the dimming
world out of
the night
into the
forsaken
dawns where
prayer formed
from the stars
of the lanterns
of their joined
hands
-J.Wool
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Don't try to find me
I am lost in the clouds
Don't ask me how
I've travelled so far
Found a #lacuna in time
Somewhere to rest
Up high in the sky
Where the sun does rest
I am lost in the clouds
Tell me I am dreaming
I won't ask you how
A conjure of magic
Sends me in blue
Something fantastic
#vss365
I am lost in the clouds
Don't ask me how
I've travelled so far
Found a #lacuna in time
Somewhere to rest
Up high in the sky
Where the sun does rest
I am lost in the clouds
Tell me I am dreaming
I won't ask you how
A conjure of magic
Sends me in blue
Something fantastic
#vss365
February 13, 2026 at 7:34 AM
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..i don't need anyone..
.
who is as cold as thunder..
© - dww
.
who is as cold as thunder..
© - dww
February 13, 2026 at 2:01 PM
..i don't need anyone..
.
who is as cold as thunder..
© - dww
.
who is as cold as thunder..
© - dww
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If I whisper
your name
over and over
perhaps
I will taste you
on my lips
your name
over and over
perhaps
I will taste you
on my lips
February 11, 2026 at 2:22 PM
If I whisper
your name
over and over
perhaps
I will taste you
on my lips
your name
over and over
perhaps
I will taste you
on my lips
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Raindrops were falling
into the lacuna of me
but you replaced them
with glowing constellations
No easy feat to destroy
several of my jagged edges
bringing them back
to corners round & fluffy
but nothing could tame
my feral soul,
shes dances still,
but not in rain—
'neath contellations.
into the lacuna of me
but you replaced them
with glowing constellations
No easy feat to destroy
several of my jagged edges
bringing them back
to corners round & fluffy
but nothing could tame
my feral soul,
shes dances still,
but not in rain—
'neath contellations.
February 13, 2026 at 10:05 AM
Raindrops were falling
into the lacuna of me
but you replaced them
with glowing constellations
No easy feat to destroy
several of my jagged edges
bringing them back
to corners round & fluffy
but nothing could tame
my feral soul,
shes dances still,
but not in rain—
'neath contellations.
into the lacuna of me
but you replaced them
with glowing constellations
No easy feat to destroy
several of my jagged edges
bringing them back
to corners round & fluffy
but nothing could tame
my feral soul,
shes dances still,
but not in rain—
'neath contellations.
sleeping like
a rose beyond
the meadows
where the woods
beckon for the
light to open and
a blush offers its
crown to take the
breath of a kiss that
dreams in secret of
love forever bountiful
that the heart wakes
at the glowing beat
that answers the
soul's growing whisper
-J.Wool,Sleeping Like A Rose
a rose beyond
the meadows
where the woods
beckon for the
light to open and
a blush offers its
crown to take the
breath of a kiss that
dreams in secret of
love forever bountiful
that the heart wakes
at the glowing beat
that answers the
soul's growing whisper
-J.Wool,Sleeping Like A Rose
February 13, 2026 at 12:33 PM
sleeping like
a rose beyond
the meadows
where the woods
beckon for the
light to open and
a blush offers its
crown to take the
breath of a kiss that
dreams in secret of
love forever bountiful
that the heart wakes
at the glowing beat
that answers the
soul's growing whisper
-J.Wool,Sleeping Like A Rose
a rose beyond
the meadows
where the woods
beckon for the
light to open and
a blush offers its
crown to take the
breath of a kiss that
dreams in secret of
love forever bountiful
that the heart wakes
at the glowing beat
that answers the
soul's growing whisper
-J.Wool,Sleeping Like A Rose
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patterns in the sky
February 13, 2026 at 3:38 AM
patterns in the sky
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echoed candor
and freedom torn
dreams dipped
in bloody black
fragmented lives
may never mend
#micropoetry #poetry #writerslife
and freedom torn
dreams dipped
in bloody black
fragmented lives
may never mend
#micropoetry #poetry #writerslife
February 12, 2026 at 10:04 PM
echoed candor
and freedom torn
dreams dipped
in bloody black
fragmented lives
may never mend
#micropoetry #poetry #writerslife
and freedom torn
dreams dipped
in bloody black
fragmented lives
may never mend
#micropoetry #poetry #writerslife
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We must be very brave not to give up on love.
February 12, 2026 at 6:07 PM
We must be very brave not to give up on love.
The sky
doesn't
ask to be
held up and
in its blue, it
blooms enough
sunshine as to
where its oceans
never run dry
to offer all that
feathers their
own flight while
smiling from the
core of its heart
even in darkness
where it circles
a dream with a
moon in pieces
to behold the sun
-J.Wool
doesn't
ask to be
held up and
in its blue, it
blooms enough
sunshine as to
where its oceans
never run dry
to offer all that
feathers their
own flight while
smiling from the
core of its heart
even in darkness
where it circles
a dream with a
moon in pieces
to behold the sun
-J.Wool
February 12, 2026 at 2:26 PM
The sky
doesn't
ask to be
held up and
in its blue, it
blooms enough
sunshine as to
where its oceans
never run dry
to offer all that
feathers their
own flight while
smiling from the
core of its heart
even in darkness
where it circles
a dream with a
moon in pieces
to behold the sun
-J.Wool
doesn't
ask to be
held up and
in its blue, it
blooms enough
sunshine as to
where its oceans
never run dry
to offer all that
feathers their
own flight while
smiling from the
core of its heart
even in darkness
where it circles
a dream with a
moon in pieces
to behold the sun
-J.Wool
I can say with a lot more faith that not all of social media is like X where when ideas, poems, and words are stolen or used as prompts, people address it and are not afraid of the person having more clout nor of them driving them off the site just because they have clout
February 11, 2026 at 5:51 PM
I can say with a lot more faith that not all of social media is like X where when ideas, poems, and words are stolen or used as prompts, people address it and are not afraid of the person having more clout nor of them driving them off the site just because they have clout
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Songs of the ancients
Their heartfelt lament
To the stars
Proclamation of souls
To the universe
That's how he feels
As for first time
He sees her
Before him
She's naked
Seen as newborn
Her heart unclothed
Unshielded
A soul wishing his arms
For warmth
Wishing
His lips
Baptism
Their heartfelt lament
To the stars
Proclamation of souls
To the universe
That's how he feels
As for first time
He sees her
Before him
She's naked
Seen as newborn
Her heart unclothed
Unshielded
A soul wishing his arms
For warmth
Wishing
His lips
Baptism
February 9, 2026 at 6:50 PM
Songs of the ancients
Their heartfelt lament
To the stars
Proclamation of souls
To the universe
That's how he feels
As for first time
He sees her
Before him
She's naked
Seen as newborn
Her heart unclothed
Unshielded
A soul wishing his arms
For warmth
Wishing
His lips
Baptism
Their heartfelt lament
To the stars
Proclamation of souls
To the universe
That's how he feels
As for first time
He sees her
Before him
She's naked
Seen as newborn
Her heart unclothed
Unshielded
A soul wishing his arms
For warmth
Wishing
His lips
Baptism
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if i close my eyes
to feel the blue gold of sky
a small bird singing
winter morning melody
a gentle smile on the wind
to feel the blue gold of sky
a small bird singing
winter morning melody
a gentle smile on the wind
February 11, 2026 at 1:47 AM
if i close my eyes
to feel the blue gold of sky
a small bird singing
winter morning melody
a gentle smile on the wind
to feel the blue gold of sky
a small bird singing
winter morning melody
a gentle smile on the wind