The Penhead Diaries
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The writings and ramblings of a returning writer.
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Pinned
If I reflected
I could trace the path I walked
But I wonder how I got where I am How I did so with her by my side
The singular beauty of her
Both within and without
I could find the answer
But at times it’s better to live a life without mirrors
For to be #mystified is good for the soul
#vss365
I could trace the path I walked
But I wonder how I got where I am How I did so with her by my side
The singular beauty of her
Both within and without
I could find the answer
But at times it’s better to live a life without mirrors
For to be #mystified is good for the soul
#vss365
February 20, 2026 at 1:50 PM
If I reflected
I could trace the path I walked
But I wonder how I got where I am How I did so with her by my side
The singular beauty of her
Both within and without
I could find the answer
But at times it’s better to live a life without mirrors
For to be #mystified is good for the soul
#vss365
I could trace the path I walked
But I wonder how I got where I am How I did so with her by my side
The singular beauty of her
Both within and without
I could find the answer
But at times it’s better to live a life without mirrors
For to be #mystified is good for the soul
#vss365
I found a calm once
Within whispered wind
Under a gray sky
The summer #thrum of the village
Forgotten mine as other lives were lived
In knee-deep shallows,
Stood silent; #soothed still -
As God spoke for but a moment
And I, in memory, listened hereafter.
#vss365 #writing #writingcomminity
Within whispered wind
Under a gray sky
The summer #thrum of the village
Forgotten mine as other lives were lived
In knee-deep shallows,
Stood silent; #soothed still -
As God spoke for but a moment
And I, in memory, listened hereafter.
#vss365 #writing #writingcomminity
January 31, 2026 at 8:36 AM
I found a calm once
Within whispered wind
Under a gray sky
The summer #thrum of the village
Forgotten mine as other lives were lived
In knee-deep shallows,
Stood silent; #soothed still -
As God spoke for but a moment
And I, in memory, listened hereafter.
#vss365 #writing #writingcomminity
Within whispered wind
Under a gray sky
The summer #thrum of the village
Forgotten mine as other lives were lived
In knee-deep shallows,
Stood silent; #soothed still -
As God spoke for but a moment
And I, in memory, listened hereafter.
#vss365 #writing #writingcomminity
Despite your clear eyes
The world can still #obfuscate
And you’ll never know
What it was to be so sure
That your senses were with you
#vss365 #poetry #poem #tanka #writing #writingcommunity
#hopemaybedim #butadimlightisstillalight
The world can still #obfuscate
And you’ll never know
What it was to be so sure
That your senses were with you
#vss365 #poetry #poem #tanka #writing #writingcommunity
#hopemaybedim #butadimlightisstillalight
January 30, 2026 at 3:23 AM
Despite your clear eyes
The world can still #obfuscate
And you’ll never know
What it was to be so sure
That your senses were with you
#vss365 #poetry #poem #tanka #writing #writingcommunity
#hopemaybedim #butadimlightisstillalight
The world can still #obfuscate
And you’ll never know
What it was to be so sure
That your senses were with you
#vss365 #poetry #poem #tanka #writing #writingcommunity
#hopemaybedim #butadimlightisstillalight
Thinking back on better times and rewatched what is possibly one of my absolute favorite things I’ve ever made (in this case shot, edited, produced). Improvised dance featuring the extremely talented Hanna Bass. If this was left as my mark on the world, I would be happy: youtu.be/vNrd-EJk4CQ?...
Home Bodies - Hanna Bass
YouTube video by Mind The Art Entertainment
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January 29, 2026 at 5:00 PM
Thinking back on better times and rewatched what is possibly one of my absolute favorite things I’ve ever made (in this case shot, edited, produced). Improvised dance featuring the extremely talented Hanna Bass. If this was left as my mark on the world, I would be happy: youtu.be/vNrd-EJk4CQ?...
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
Reposted by The Penhead Diaries
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