Soft,
we’re standing
by the lantern light.
Every key
now in my hands.
The path is just
terrain,
unmapped—
constellations
overhead.
#Poetry #SkyPoet
#Hekate #MythicPoetry
we’re standing
by the lantern light.
Every key
now in my hands.
The path is just
terrain,
unmapped—
constellations
overhead.
#Poetry #SkyPoet
#Hekate #MythicPoetry
October 3, 2026 at 12:02 AM
Soft,
we’re standing
by the lantern light.
Every key
now in my hands.
The path is just
terrain,
unmapped—
constellations
overhead.
#Poetry #SkyPoet
#Hekate #MythicPoetry
we’re standing
by the lantern light.
Every key
now in my hands.
The path is just
terrain,
unmapped—
constellations
overhead.
#Poetry #SkyPoet
#Hekate #MythicPoetry
Turgescent Twilight by Shikhandin
https://books2read.com/twilight-shikhandin
Where twilight deepens, the human soul unravels—revealing beauty, terror, and truth in equal measure.
#DARKPOETRY #SPECULATIVEPOETRY #MYTHICPOETRY #poetrycommunity #readingcommunity #bookbloggers #bookblast #booksky 🌎📚💙
https://books2read.com/twilight-shikhandin
Where twilight deepens, the human soul unravels—revealing beauty, terror, and truth in equal measure.
#DARKPOETRY #SPECULATIVEPOETRY #MYTHICPOETRY #poetrycommunity #readingcommunity #bookbloggers #bookblast #booksky 🌎📚💙
October 1, 2026 at 6:30 PM
Turgescent Twilight by Shikhandin
https://books2read.com/twilight-shikhandin
Where twilight deepens, the human soul unravels—revealing beauty, terror, and truth in equal measure.
#DARKPOETRY #SPECULATIVEPOETRY #MYTHICPOETRY #poetrycommunity #readingcommunity #bookbloggers #bookblast #booksky 🌎📚💙
https://books2read.com/twilight-shikhandin
Where twilight deepens, the human soul unravels—revealing beauty, terror, and truth in equal measure.
#DARKPOETRY #SPECULATIVEPOETRY #MYTHICPOETRY #poetrycommunity #readingcommunity #bookbloggers #bookblast #booksky 🌎📚💙
The obsidian sky
drapes itself
low
over
the horizon.
Stars are
swimming
all around,
and they're
singing
in a language
made of light.
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry
#SkyPoet #MythicPoetry
drapes itself
low
over
the horizon.
Stars are
swimming
all around,
and they're
singing
in a language
made of light.
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry
#SkyPoet #MythicPoetry
July 19, 2026 at 4:36 AM
The obsidian sky
drapes itself
low
over
the horizon.
Stars are
swimming
all around,
and they're
singing
in a language
made of light.
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry
#SkyPoet #MythicPoetry
drapes itself
low
over
the horizon.
Stars are
swimming
all around,
and they're
singing
in a language
made of light.
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry
#SkyPoet #MythicPoetry
Plucked
like a harp,
I'm vibrating
and
humming.
And I imagine,
somehow,
the world
knows.
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry #Awe
#MythicPoetry #Resonance
like a harp,
I'm vibrating
and
humming.
And I imagine,
somehow,
the world
knows.
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry #Awe
#MythicPoetry #Resonance
July 18, 2026 at 11:32 PM
Plucked
like a harp,
I'm vibrating
and
humming.
And I imagine,
somehow,
the world
knows.
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry #Awe
#MythicPoetry #Resonance
like a harp,
I'm vibrating
and
humming.
And I imagine,
somehow,
the world
knows.
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry #Awe
#MythicPoetry #Resonance
I am giant,
laying at the shoreline,
my head resting on warm sand,
the lapping waves—my blanket,
and a ship
full of resources,
drifting towards me
until it’s beached and nestled
in my arms.
#Poetry #SkyPoet
#MythicPoetry #Dreams
#Abundance #Receiving
laying at the shoreline,
my head resting on warm sand,
the lapping waves—my blanket,
and a ship
full of resources,
drifting towards me
until it’s beached and nestled
in my arms.
#Poetry #SkyPoet
#MythicPoetry #Dreams
#Abundance #Receiving
June 27, 2026 at 9:46 AM
I am giant,
laying at the shoreline,
my head resting on warm sand,
the lapping waves—my blanket,
and a ship
full of resources,
drifting towards me
until it’s beached and nestled
in my arms.
#Poetry #SkyPoet
#MythicPoetry #Dreams
#Abundance #Receiving
laying at the shoreline,
my head resting on warm sand,
the lapping waves—my blanket,
and a ship
full of resources,
drifting towards me
until it’s beached and nestled
in my arms.
#Poetry #SkyPoet
#MythicPoetry #Dreams
#Abundance #Receiving
I don’t want
my innocence back.
You can’t restore
something taken
with so many types
of violence.
And I quite like
who I’ve become—
fighting upwards
and out
of the hole
I was left
to die in.
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry
#MythicPoetry
my innocence back.
You can’t restore
something taken
with so many types
of violence.
And I quite like
who I’ve become—
fighting upwards
and out
of the hole
I was left
to die in.
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry
#MythicPoetry
July 29, 2026 at 7:56 PM
I don’t want
my innocence back.
You can’t restore
something taken
with so many types
of violence.
And I quite like
who I’ve become—
fighting upwards
and out
of the hole
I was left
to die in.
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry
#MythicPoetry
my innocence back.
You can’t restore
something taken
with so many types
of violence.
And I quite like
who I’ve become—
fighting upwards
and out
of the hole
I was left
to die in.
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry
#MythicPoetry
Rain of glass,
each shard
an illusion—
cracked,
shattering
around my feet.
Something unknown
out there
is calling,
and trails of blood
anoint
my path.
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry
#MythicPoetry
each shard
an illusion—
cracked,
shattering
around my feet.
Something unknown
out there
is calling,
and trails of blood
anoint
my path.
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry
#MythicPoetry
September 3, 2026 at 12:34 PM
Rain of glass,
each shard
an illusion—
cracked,
shattering
around my feet.
Something unknown
out there
is calling,
and trails of blood
anoint
my path.
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry
#MythicPoetry
each shard
an illusion—
cracked,
shattering
around my feet.
Something unknown
out there
is calling,
and trails of blood
anoint
my path.
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry
#MythicPoetry
Standing at the edge
shooting arrows in the dark—
𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴.
#HaikuFeels #Senryu #Poetry
#MicroPoem #MythicPoetry
shooting arrows in the dark—
𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴.
#HaikuFeels #Senryu #Poetry
#MicroPoem #MythicPoetry
August 23, 2026 at 4:55 AM
Standing at the edge
shooting arrows in the dark—
𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴.
#HaikuFeels #Senryu #Poetry
#MicroPoem #MythicPoetry
shooting arrows in the dark—
𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴.
#HaikuFeels #Senryu #Poetry
#MicroPoem #MythicPoetry
I pace for miles
on weary feet—
willing
my buried soul
to speak,
and I listen
very closely.
⸻
I sit still
and lose myself
in world,
while soul
sneaks up,
wrapping me
in whisper:
“Are you ready
to go
peacefully?”
⸻
Glowing,
I agree.
#Poetry #SkyPoet
#BlueskyPoetry
#MythicPoetry
on weary feet—
willing
my buried soul
to speak,
and I listen
very closely.
⸻
I sit still
and lose myself
in world,
while soul
sneaks up,
wrapping me
in whisper:
“Are you ready
to go
peacefully?”
⸻
Glowing,
I agree.
#Poetry #SkyPoet
#BlueskyPoetry
#MythicPoetry
August 5, 2026 at 4:56 PM
I pace for miles
on weary feet—
willing
my buried soul
to speak,
and I listen
very closely.
⸻
I sit still
and lose myself
in world,
while soul
sneaks up,
wrapping me
in whisper:
“Are you ready
to go
peacefully?”
⸻
Glowing,
I agree.
#Poetry #SkyPoet
#BlueskyPoetry
#MythicPoetry
on weary feet—
willing
my buried soul
to speak,
and I listen
very closely.
⸻
I sit still
and lose myself
in world,
while soul
sneaks up,
wrapping me
in whisper:
“Are you ready
to go
peacefully?”
⸻
Glowing,
I agree.
#Poetry #SkyPoet
#BlueskyPoetry
#MythicPoetry
It’s a world
of cold, hard
concrete.
It’s a kingdom
going up
in smoke.
It’s a dream
that’s nearly
realized—
humans
shifting restlessly
throughout the night.
#VSS365 #Poetry
#SkyPoet #MythicPoetry
of cold, hard
concrete.
It’s a kingdom
going up
in smoke.
It’s a dream
that’s nearly
realized—
humans
shifting restlessly
throughout the night.
#VSS365 #Poetry
#SkyPoet #MythicPoetry
July 24, 2026 at 11:43 PM
It’s a world
of cold, hard
concrete.
It’s a kingdom
going up
in smoke.
It’s a dream
that’s nearly
realized—
humans
shifting restlessly
throughout the night.
#VSS365 #Poetry
#SkyPoet #MythicPoetry
of cold, hard
concrete.
It’s a kingdom
going up
in smoke.
It’s a dream
that’s nearly
realized—
humans
shifting restlessly
throughout the night.
#VSS365 #Poetry
#SkyPoet #MythicPoetry
creature
of endless
atmosphere—
with a lapping
tongue
sifting
through the dirt.
how sweet
it is
to remember
what it feels like
when lightning
strikes
the ground.
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry
#MythicPoetry #Dream
#TheElectricLady
of endless
atmosphere—
with a lapping
tongue
sifting
through the dirt.
how sweet
it is
to remember
what it feels like
when lightning
strikes
the ground.
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry
#MythicPoetry #Dream
#TheElectricLady
July 18, 2026 at 1:44 AM
creature
of endless
atmosphere—
with a lapping
tongue
sifting
through the dirt.
how sweet
it is
to remember
what it feels like
when lightning
strikes
the ground.
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry
#MythicPoetry #Dream
#TheElectricLady
of endless
atmosphere—
with a lapping
tongue
sifting
through the dirt.
how sweet
it is
to remember
what it feels like
when lightning
strikes
the ground.
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry
#MythicPoetry #Dream
#TheElectricLady
Darkness... has a pet.
He guards the river Styx's shore,
By Hades' own law.
🐕🦺 💀
#ClassicTober5 #DailyPrompt #ThreeLines #MicroPoem #Kerberos #DarkDoggo #Underworld #GreekMyth #MythicPoetry #MythsAndLegends
He guards the river Styx's shore,
By Hades' own law.
🐕🦺 💀
#ClassicTober5 #DailyPrompt #ThreeLines #MicroPoem #Kerberos #DarkDoggo #Underworld #GreekMyth #MythicPoetry #MythsAndLegends
October 21, 2025 at 7:18 PM
Darkness... has a pet.
He guards the river Styx's shore,
By Hades' own law.
🐕🦺 💀
#ClassicTober5 #DailyPrompt #ThreeLines #MicroPoem #Kerberos #DarkDoggo #Underworld #GreekMyth #MythicPoetry #MythsAndLegends
He guards the river Styx's shore,
By Hades' own law.
🐕🦺 💀
#ClassicTober5 #DailyPrompt #ThreeLines #MicroPoem #Kerberos #DarkDoggo #Underworld #GreekMyth #MythicPoetry #MythsAndLegends
I found myself
cornered—
between
the intolerable
and
the madness.
And 𝘚𝘩𝘦 asked me
which route
I would take.
My patience exhausted
by intolerability,
after so many years,
castrated.
#Thresholds #Liminal
#Poetry #SkyPoet
#MythicPoetry
cornered—
between
the intolerable
and
the madness.
And 𝘚𝘩𝘦 asked me
which route
I would take.
My patience exhausted
by intolerability,
after so many years,
castrated.
#Thresholds #Liminal
#Poetry #SkyPoet
#MythicPoetry
July 27, 2026 at 7:31 PM
I found myself
cornered—
between
the intolerable
and
the madness.
And 𝘚𝘩𝘦 asked me
which route
I would take.
My patience exhausted
by intolerability,
after so many years,
castrated.
#Thresholds #Liminal
#Poetry #SkyPoet
#MythicPoetry
cornered—
between
the intolerable
and
the madness.
And 𝘚𝘩𝘦 asked me
which route
I would take.
My patience exhausted
by intolerability,
after so many years,
castrated.
#Thresholds #Liminal
#Poetry #SkyPoet
#MythicPoetry
Dearly departed
are all the parts
and pieces
I met, and held,
and murdered
back into
myself
to lay
their burdens
down.
And I am
all that's left—
a boiling cauldron
atop
a roaring fire.
#VSS365 - Departed
#Poetry #SkyPoet
#MythicPoetry #Self
#Identity #PartsWork
#Alchemy #Multiplicity
are all the parts
and pieces
I met, and held,
and murdered
back into
myself
to lay
their burdens
down.
And I am
all that's left—
a boiling cauldron
atop
a roaring fire.
#VSS365 - Departed
#Poetry #SkyPoet
#MythicPoetry #Self
#Identity #PartsWork
#Alchemy #Multiplicity
July 17, 2026 at 1:56 AM
Dearly departed
are all the parts
and pieces
I met, and held,
and murdered
back into
myself
to lay
their burdens
down.
And I am
all that's left—
a boiling cauldron
atop
a roaring fire.
#VSS365 - Departed
#Poetry #SkyPoet
#MythicPoetry #Self
#Identity #PartsWork
#Alchemy #Multiplicity
are all the parts
and pieces
I met, and held,
and murdered
back into
myself
to lay
their burdens
down.
And I am
all that's left—
a boiling cauldron
atop
a roaring fire.
#VSS365 - Departed
#Poetry #SkyPoet
#MythicPoetry #Self
#Identity #PartsWork
#Alchemy #Multiplicity
I held
the dream
through the void
of death.
I held
the dream
through time
and space.
I held
the dream
through a long,
dark descent
into hell.
And I held
myself up
against the dream
each time
I started
to fall.
#MythicPoetry
#Poetry #SkyPoet
#CreativeProcess
#CreatorConsciousness
the dream
through the void
of death.
I held
the dream
through time
and space.
I held
the dream
through a long,
dark descent
into hell.
And I held
myself up
against the dream
each time
I started
to fall.
#MythicPoetry
#Poetry #SkyPoet
#CreativeProcess
#CreatorConsciousness
July 18, 2026 at 7:31 PM
I held
the dream
through the void
of death.
I held
the dream
through time
and space.
I held
the dream
through a long,
dark descent
into hell.
And I held
myself up
against the dream
each time
I started
to fall.
#MythicPoetry
#Poetry #SkyPoet
#CreativeProcess
#CreatorConsciousness
the dream
through the void
of death.
I held
the dream
through time
and space.
I held
the dream
through a long,
dark descent
into hell.
And I held
myself up
against the dream
each time
I started
to fall.
#MythicPoetry
#Poetry #SkyPoet
#CreativeProcess
#CreatorConsciousness
The time came,
and I offered
the chaff
that grew
around me
to the wind—
carried away
in layers,
scattering.
Until all
that remained
was the seed—
that had been
thinking,
dreaming,
all along.
#VSSMagic - Chaff
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry
#Shedding #Rebirth #Becoming
#MythicPoetry #Consciousness
and I offered
the chaff
that grew
around me
to the wind—
carried away
in layers,
scattering.
Until all
that remained
was the seed—
that had been
thinking,
dreaming,
all along.
#VSSMagic - Chaff
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry
#Shedding #Rebirth #Becoming
#MythicPoetry #Consciousness
July 18, 2026 at 5:11 PM
The time came,
and I offered
the chaff
that grew
around me
to the wind—
carried away
in layers,
scattering.
Until all
that remained
was the seed—
that had been
thinking,
dreaming,
all along.
#VSSMagic - Chaff
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry
#Shedding #Rebirth #Becoming
#MythicPoetry #Consciousness
and I offered
the chaff
that grew
around me
to the wind—
carried away
in layers,
scattering.
Until all
that remained
was the seed—
that had been
thinking,
dreaming,
all along.
#VSSMagic - Chaff
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry
#Shedding #Rebirth #Becoming
#MythicPoetry #Consciousness
A compass spinning
wildly—
breath caught,
and I’m begging it
to stop
with my eyes.
Magnetic
in this field of dreams,
and a voice
instructing me simply
to wait.
#Poetry #SkyPoet #Dream
#BlueskyPoetry #MythicPoetry
wildly—
breath caught,
and I’m begging it
to stop
with my eyes.
Magnetic
in this field of dreams,
and a voice
instructing me simply
to wait.
#Poetry #SkyPoet #Dream
#BlueskyPoetry #MythicPoetry
July 1, 2026 at 3:46 AM
A compass spinning
wildly—
breath caught,
and I’m begging it
to stop
with my eyes.
Magnetic
in this field of dreams,
and a voice
instructing me simply
to wait.
#Poetry #SkyPoet #Dream
#BlueskyPoetry #MythicPoetry
wildly—
breath caught,
and I’m begging it
to stop
with my eyes.
Magnetic
in this field of dreams,
and a voice
instructing me simply
to wait.
#Poetry #SkyPoet #Dream
#BlueskyPoetry #MythicPoetry
How about some epic poetry? This one is my copy of the Iliad and Odyssey by Homer.
#booksky #mythicpoetry #greekepic #illiad #odyssey
#homer
#booksky #mythicpoetry #greekepic #illiad #odyssey
#homer
February 6, 2025 at 9:30 PM
How about some epic poetry? This one is my copy of the Iliad and Odyssey by Homer.
#booksky #mythicpoetry #greekepic #illiad #odyssey
#homer
#booksky #mythicpoetry #greekepic #illiad #odyssey
#homer
I’ve been delivered
right down
to the rotten roots
of bad beliefs.
Offer myself up
to becoming in their
decay.
And as I’m swallowed,
I decide
that knowing
death has held me
is enough
to trust,
and to rest assured,
that I may
look forward
to being alive.
#Poetry #SkyPoet
#MythicPoetry #Rebirth
right down
to the rotten roots
of bad beliefs.
Offer myself up
to becoming in their
decay.
And as I’m swallowed,
I decide
that knowing
death has held me
is enough
to trust,
and to rest assured,
that I may
look forward
to being alive.
#Poetry #SkyPoet
#MythicPoetry #Rebirth
July 6, 2026 at 1:02 AM
I’ve been delivered
right down
to the rotten roots
of bad beliefs.
Offer myself up
to becoming in their
decay.
And as I’m swallowed,
I decide
that knowing
death has held me
is enough
to trust,
and to rest assured,
that I may
look forward
to being alive.
#Poetry #SkyPoet
#MythicPoetry #Rebirth
right down
to the rotten roots
of bad beliefs.
Offer myself up
to becoming in their
decay.
And as I’m swallowed,
I decide
that knowing
death has held me
is enough
to trust,
and to rest assured,
that I may
look forward
to being alive.
#Poetry #SkyPoet
#MythicPoetry #Rebirth
Turgescent Twilight by Shikhandin
https://books2read.com/twilight-shikhandin
Where twilight deepens, the human soul unravels—revealing beauty, terror, and truth in equal measure.
#DARKPOETRY #SPECULATIVEPOETRY #MYTHICPOETRY #poetrycommunity #readingcommunity #bookbloggers #bookblast #booksky 🌎📚💙
https://books2read.com/twilight-shikhandin
Where twilight deepens, the human soul unravels—revealing beauty, terror, and truth in equal measure.
#DARKPOETRY #SPECULATIVEPOETRY #MYTHICPOETRY #poetrycommunity #readingcommunity #bookbloggers #bookblast #booksky 🌎📚💙
August 31, 2026 at 6:30 PM
Turgescent Twilight by Shikhandin
https://books2read.com/twilight-shikhandin
Where twilight deepens, the human soul unravels—revealing beauty, terror, and truth in equal measure.
#DARKPOETRY #SPECULATIVEPOETRY #MYTHICPOETRY #poetrycommunity #readingcommunity #bookbloggers #bookblast #booksky 🌎📚💙
https://books2read.com/twilight-shikhandin
Where twilight deepens, the human soul unravels—revealing beauty, terror, and truth in equal measure.
#DARKPOETRY #SPECULATIVEPOETRY #MYTHICPOETRY #poetrycommunity #readingcommunity #bookbloggers #bookblast #booksky 🌎📚💙
She’s in there,
and she’s
everything
inside me
that is dying.
And I’m sorry.
I’m so sorry.
And I’m useless—
but to be
the vessel,
her house,
her home,
her shelter,
because
this world
gave us
nothing more
to work with.
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry
#PartsWork #MythicPoetry
and she’s
everything
inside me
that is dying.
And I’m sorry.
I’m so sorry.
And I’m useless—
but to be
the vessel,
her house,
her home,
her shelter,
because
this world
gave us
nothing more
to work with.
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry
#PartsWork #MythicPoetry
July 20, 2026 at 2:28 AM
She’s in there,
and she’s
everything
inside me
that is dying.
And I’m sorry.
I’m so sorry.
And I’m useless—
but to be
the vessel,
her house,
her home,
her shelter,
because
this world
gave us
nothing more
to work with.
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry
#PartsWork #MythicPoetry
and she’s
everything
inside me
that is dying.
And I’m sorry.
I’m so sorry.
And I’m useless—
but to be
the vessel,
her house,
her home,
her shelter,
because
this world
gave us
nothing more
to work with.
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry
#PartsWork #MythicPoetry
I swallowed the house of God,
offered up my bones—
my ribs,
their temple.
Who are they?
And what
have I
become?
It’s often
too crowded
for me to say.
But we’re all here—
and poised
and pointed
in the same direction.
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry
#MythicPoetry #Archetypes
#Throwback with a facelift.😂
offered up my bones—
my ribs,
their temple.
Who are they?
And what
have I
become?
It’s often
too crowded
for me to say.
But we’re all here—
and poised
and pointed
in the same direction.
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry
#MythicPoetry #Archetypes
#Throwback with a facelift.😂
September 22, 2026 at 5:39 PM
I swallowed the house of God,
offered up my bones—
my ribs,
their temple.
Who are they?
And what
have I
become?
It’s often
too crowded
for me to say.
But we’re all here—
and poised
and pointed
in the same direction.
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry
#MythicPoetry #Archetypes
#Throwback with a facelift.😂
offered up my bones—
my ribs,
their temple.
Who are they?
And what
have I
become?
It’s often
too crowded
for me to say.
But we’re all here—
and poised
and pointed
in the same direction.
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry
#MythicPoetry #Archetypes
#Throwback with a facelift.😂
