UNTENDED— remembering as continuation, not return
I didn’t keep everything.
but some things kept me.
@poeticreveries_ #prtanka25
#poeticreveries_ #poetsociety #poetry #poetscommunity
I didn’t keep everything.
but some things kept me.
@poeticreveries_ #prtanka25
#poeticreveries_ #poetsociety #poetry #poetscommunity
November 11, 2025 at 5:26 PM
UNTENDED— remembering as continuation, not return
I didn’t keep everything.
but some things kept me.
@poeticreveries_ #prtanka25
#poeticreveries_ #poetsociety #poetry #poetscommunity
I didn’t keep everything.
but some things kept me.
@poeticreveries_ #prtanka25
#poeticreveries_ #poetsociety #poetry #poetscommunity
#prtanka25
#PRTANKA25
@poeticreveries
#poeticriveries
Prompt:Shadow's dance
TWINSOULS ENTWINED,
SUNRAYS KISS THE JOY
Beneath the canopy
a soul seeks its kindred twin
in the shadow’s dance
their love scents the open sky,
sunrays blink with endless joy.
#poetsociety #poetrycommunityofig
#PRTANKA25
@poeticreveries
#poeticriveries
Prompt:Shadow's dance
TWINSOULS ENTWINED,
SUNRAYS KISS THE JOY
Beneath the canopy
a soul seeks its kindred twin
in the shadow’s dance
their love scents the open sky,
sunrays blink with endless joy.
#poetsociety #poetrycommunityofig
April 29, 2025 at 1:47 PM
#prtanka25
#PRTANKA25
@poeticreveries
#poeticriveries
Prompt:Shadow's dance
TWINSOULS ENTWINED,
SUNRAYS KISS THE JOY
Beneath the canopy
a soul seeks its kindred twin
in the shadow’s dance
their love scents the open sky,
sunrays blink with endless joy.
#poetsociety #poetrycommunityofig
#PRTANKA25
@poeticreveries
#poeticriveries
Prompt:Shadow's dance
TWINSOULS ENTWINED,
SUNRAYS KISS THE JOY
Beneath the canopy
a soul seeks its kindred twin
in the shadow’s dance
their love scents the open sky,
sunrays blink with endless joy.
#poetsociety #poetrycommunityofig
DECENTRE
—after the symmetry cracked
I fell from grace fast—
not like angels, but like glass
splitting on shame’s floor.
the light didn’t catch me. just
my own pulse, still unforgiven.
#PRTanka25 #poeticreveries_ #tanka
—after the symmetry cracked
I fell from grace fast—
not like angels, but like glass
splitting on shame’s floor.
the light didn’t catch me. just
my own pulse, still unforgiven.
#PRTanka25 #poeticreveries_ #tanka
May 15, 2025 at 9:56 AM
DECENTRE
—after the symmetry cracked
I fell from grace fast—
not like angels, but like glass
splitting on shame’s floor.
the light didn’t catch me. just
my own pulse, still unforgiven.
#PRTanka25 #poeticreveries_ #tanka
—after the symmetry cracked
I fell from grace fast—
not like angels, but like glass
splitting on shame’s floor.
the light didn’t catch me. just
my own pulse, still unforgiven.
#PRTanka25 #poeticreveries_ #tanka
MISREAD
—what the mirror knew before I did
I almost believed
being unloved was #mistaken—
but in this still glass,
I see the life I chose bloom
without apology’s weight
#poeticreveries_ #prtanka25
#poetsociety #poetrychallenge
—what the mirror knew before I did
I almost believed
being unloved was #mistaken—
but in this still glass,
I see the life I chose bloom
without apology’s weight
#poeticreveries_ #prtanka25
#poetsociety #poetrychallenge
July 15, 2025 at 4:35 PM
MISREAD
—what the mirror knew before I did
I almost believed
being unloved was #mistaken—
but in this still glass,
I see the life I chose bloom
without apology’s weight
#poeticreveries_ #prtanka25
#poetsociety #poetrychallenge
—what the mirror knew before I did
I almost believed
being unloved was #mistaken—
but in this still glass,
I see the life I chose bloom
without apology’s weight
#poeticreveries_ #prtanka25
#poetsociety #poetrychallenge
THAWPOINT — where cold remembers fire
Some winters only melt for one kind of fire.
What glows in silence is often the truest light.
#prtanka25 @poeticreveries_ #poeticreveries_ #poetsociety #poetry #poetscommunity
Some winters only melt for one kind of fire.
What glows in silence is often the truest light.
#prtanka25 @poeticreveries_ #poeticreveries_ #poetsociety #poetry #poetscommunity
November 25, 2025 at 4:35 PM
THAWPOINT — where cold remembers fire
Some winters only melt for one kind of fire.
What glows in silence is often the truest light.
#prtanka25 @poeticreveries_ #poeticreveries_ #poetsociety #poetry #poetscommunity
Some winters only melt for one kind of fire.
What glows in silence is often the truest light.
#prtanka25 @poeticreveries_ #poeticreveries_ #poetsociety #poetry #poetscommunity
☆ Fool's Paradise ☆
'the comfort we borrow from what we know will end'
poeticreveries_ ✍️
I knew it was false,
but the quiet felt like truth—
soft, sweet, temporary.
Even illusions have rooms
where silence learns how to heal.
#tanka #PRTanka25
'the comfort we borrow from what we know will end'
poeticreveries_ ✍️
I knew it was false,
but the quiet felt like truth—
soft, sweet, temporary.
Even illusions have rooms
where silence learns how to heal.
#tanka #PRTanka25
April 2, 2025 at 11:57 AM
☆ Fool's Paradise ☆
'the comfort we borrow from what we know will end'
poeticreveries_ ✍️
I knew it was false,
but the quiet felt like truth—
soft, sweet, temporary.
Even illusions have rooms
where silence learns how to heal.
#tanka #PRTanka25
'the comfort we borrow from what we know will end'
poeticreveries_ ✍️
I knew it was false,
but the quiet felt like truth—
soft, sweet, temporary.
Even illusions have rooms
where silence learns how to heal.
#tanka #PRTanka25
STILLLIGHT
—what follows after form fades
shadows dance again
on the wall I stopped naming—
grief, in silhouette,
choreographs what remains
when memory leaves the room.
#PRTanka25 #poeticreveries_
#poeticreveries_ #poetsociety #poetry #poetscommunity #poet #poems #writer #writer #quotes
—what follows after form fades
shadows dance again
on the wall I stopped naming—
grief, in silhouette,
choreographs what remains
when memory leaves the room.
#PRTanka25 #poeticreveries_
#poeticreveries_ #poetsociety #poetry #poetscommunity #poet #poems #writer #writer #quotes
April 30, 2025 at 7:15 AM
STILLLIGHT
—what follows after form fades
shadows dance again
on the wall I stopped naming—
grief, in silhouette,
choreographs what remains
when memory leaves the room.
#PRTanka25 #poeticreveries_
#poeticreveries_ #poetsociety #poetry #poetscommunity #poet #poems #writer #writer #quotes
—what follows after form fades
shadows dance again
on the wall I stopped naming—
grief, in silhouette,
choreographs what remains
when memory leaves the room.
#PRTanka25 #poeticreveries_
#poeticreveries_ #poetsociety #poetry #poetscommunity #poet #poems #writer #writer #quotes
#BATTLE CRY
—whispers forged in the armor of thought
my silence cracked loud
in the syntax of shadows—
not all wars wear swords
some begin beneath the breath
and end where poems are born
#poeticreveries_ #PRTanka25 #tanka
—whispers forged in the armor of thought
my silence cracked loud
in the syntax of shadows—
not all wars wear swords
some begin beneath the breath
and end where poems are born
#poeticreveries_ #PRTanka25 #tanka
April 15, 2025 at 5:09 PM
#BATTLE CRY
—whispers forged in the armor of thought
my silence cracked loud
in the syntax of shadows—
not all wars wear swords
some begin beneath the breath
and end where poems are born
#poeticreveries_ #PRTanka25 #tanka
—whispers forged in the armor of thought
my silence cracked loud
in the syntax of shadows—
not all wars wear swords
some begin beneath the breath
and end where poems are born
#poeticreveries_ #PRTanka25 #tanka
REMAINS — the past haunts
Time doesn’t steal everything — it leaves behind echoes that learn to breathe.
Some memories fade, others settle inside us, quietly rewriting who we become.
#prtanka25 #poeticreveries_ #tanka @poeticreveries_ #poetrycommuníty
Time doesn’t steal everything — it leaves behind echoes that learn to breathe.
Some memories fade, others settle inside us, quietly rewriting who we become.
#prtanka25 #poeticreveries_ #tanka @poeticreveries_ #poetrycommuníty
October 14, 2025 at 5:23 PM
REMAINS — the past haunts
Time doesn’t steal everything — it leaves behind echoes that learn to breathe.
Some memories fade, others settle inside us, quietly rewriting who we become.
#prtanka25 #poeticreveries_ #tanka @poeticreveries_ #poetrycommuníty
Time doesn’t steal everything — it leaves behind echoes that learn to breathe.
Some memories fade, others settle inside us, quietly rewriting who we become.
#prtanka25 #poeticreveries_ #tanka @poeticreveries_ #poetrycommuníty
SELF-AWAKENING
—on the cusp of cognition
a tremor within
not of nerves, but recognition—
I am #sentient,
but breath made aware of breath,
thinking myself into form
#PRTanka25 #poeticreveries_ #poetsociety #poetry #poetscommunity #poet #poems #writer #poetsofinstagram #writer #quotes
—on the cusp of cognition
a tremor within
not of nerves, but recognition—
I am #sentient,
but breath made aware of breath,
thinking myself into form
#PRTanka25 #poeticreveries_ #poetsociety #poetry #poetscommunity #poet #poems #writer #poetsofinstagram #writer #quotes
April 22, 2025 at 4:27 PM
SELF-AWAKENING
—on the cusp of cognition
a tremor within
not of nerves, but recognition—
I am #sentient,
but breath made aware of breath,
thinking myself into form
#PRTanka25 #poeticreveries_ #poetsociety #poetry #poetscommunity #poet #poems #writer #poetsofinstagram #writer #quotes
—on the cusp of cognition
a tremor within
not of nerves, but recognition—
I am #sentient,
but breath made aware of breath,
thinking myself into form
#PRTanka25 #poeticreveries_ #poetsociety #poetry #poetscommunity #poet #poems #writer #poetsofinstagram #writer #quotes
-Wild Brambles-
'etched in forgotten paths'
#Wildbrambles whisper
secrets of where I once bled,
paths I never spoke—
thorns that rewrote my silence,
roots tangled in memory.
#PRTanka25 #tanka #poeticreveries
'etched in forgotten paths'
#Wildbrambles whisper
secrets of where I once bled,
paths I never spoke—
thorns that rewrote my silence,
roots tangled in memory.
#PRTanka25 #tanka #poeticreveries
April 8, 2025 at 12:34 PM
-Wild Brambles-
'etched in forgotten paths'
#Wildbrambles whisper
secrets of where I once bled,
paths I never spoke—
thorns that rewrote my silence,
roots tangled in memory.
#PRTanka25 #tanka #poeticreveries
'etched in forgotten paths'
#Wildbrambles whisper
secrets of where I once bled,
paths I never spoke—
thorns that rewrote my silence,
roots tangled in memory.
#PRTanka25 #tanka #poeticreveries
NOCTURNE
—where grief rewrites time in invisible ink
each breath is a debt
unpaid by the quiet hours—
a life half-stitched shut
by all I dared not confess
beneath #sleepless nights
#prtanka25 #poeticreveries_ #tanka #promptpoem
—where grief rewrites time in invisible ink
each breath is a debt
unpaid by the quiet hours—
a life half-stitched shut
by all I dared not confess
beneath #sleepless nights
#prtanka25 #poeticreveries_ #tanka #promptpoem
May 27, 2025 at 4:33 PM
NOCTURNE
—where grief rewrites time in invisible ink
each breath is a debt
unpaid by the quiet hours—
a life half-stitched shut
by all I dared not confess
beneath #sleepless nights
#prtanka25 #poeticreveries_ #tanka #promptpoem
—where grief rewrites time in invisible ink
each breath is a debt
unpaid by the quiet hours—
a life half-stitched shut
by all I dared not confess
beneath #sleepless nights
#prtanka25 #poeticreveries_ #tanka #promptpoem
WINGSMITH — forging silence from a fall
"A single feather, its voyage complete,
still persuades the earth to remember the sky"
#prtanka25 #poeticreveries_ #tanka #poetrycommuníty #writingchallenge
"A single feather, its voyage complete,
still persuades the earth to remember the sky"
#prtanka25 #poeticreveries_ #tanka #poetrycommuníty #writingchallenge
August 5, 2025 at 8:10 PM
WINGSMITH — forging silence from a fall
"A single feather, its voyage complete,
still persuades the earth to remember the sky"
#prtanka25 #poeticreveries_ #tanka #poetrycommuníty #writingchallenge
"A single feather, its voyage complete,
still persuades the earth to remember the sky"
#prtanka25 #poeticreveries_ #tanka #poetrycommuníty #writingchallenge
WALKED WITHOUT MAPS
—the corridors knew me before I arrived
I walked the #labyrinth
thinking I’d outrun the ache—
but it led me back,
each echo a name I dropped,
each wall stitched from what I lost.
#PRTanka25 #poeticreveries #TankaTuesday #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram
—the corridors knew me before I arrived
I walked the #labyrinth
thinking I’d outrun the ache—
but it led me back,
each echo a name I dropped,
each wall stitched from what I lost.
#PRTanka25 #poeticreveries #TankaTuesday #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram
May 20, 2025 at 5:30 PM
WALKED WITHOUT MAPS
—the corridors knew me before I arrived
I walked the #labyrinth
thinking I’d outrun the ache—
but it led me back,
each echo a name I dropped,
each wall stitched from what I lost.
#PRTanka25 #poeticreveries #TankaTuesday #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram
—the corridors knew me before I arrived
I walked the #labyrinth
thinking I’d outrun the ache—
but it led me back,
each echo a name I dropped,
each wall stitched from what I lost.
#PRTanka25 #poeticreveries #TankaTuesday #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram
#Season of #Mist
#OBLIVION
'The Erasure of Forgotten Eras'
Mist veils shattered spires,
ashen scrolls dissolve like breath,
names drown in silence,
ruins cradle brittle echoes,
time unspools what once had been.
#prtanka25
#OBLIVION
'The Erasure of Forgotten Eras'
Mist veils shattered spires,
ashen scrolls dissolve like breath,
names drown in silence,
ruins cradle brittle echoes,
time unspools what once had been.
#prtanka25
March 18, 2025 at 8:26 PM
#Season of #Mist
#OBLIVION
'The Erasure of Forgotten Eras'
Mist veils shattered spires,
ashen scrolls dissolve like breath,
names drown in silence,
ruins cradle brittle echoes,
time unspools what once had been.
#prtanka25
#OBLIVION
'The Erasure of Forgotten Eras'
Mist veils shattered spires,
ashen scrolls dissolve like breath,
names drown in silence,
ruins cradle brittle echoes,
time unspools what once had been.
#prtanka25
MOURNCODE
—when silence outlives the storm
the sky forgot names
draped in lilac grey silence
like my mother’s scarf
folded inside a suitcase
I never dared to reopen
#PRTanka25 #poeticreveries_ #poetsociety #poetry #poetscommunity #poet #poems #writer #writer #quotes #poems
—when silence outlives the storm
the sky forgot names
draped in lilac grey silence
like my mother’s scarf
folded inside a suitcase
I never dared to reopen
#PRTanka25 #poeticreveries_ #poetsociety #poetry #poetscommunity #poet #poems #writer #writer #quotes #poems
July 8, 2025 at 5:00 PM
MOURNCODE
—when silence outlives the storm
the sky forgot names
draped in lilac grey silence
like my mother’s scarf
folded inside a suitcase
I never dared to reopen
#PRTanka25 #poeticreveries_ #poetsociety #poetry #poetscommunity #poet #poems #writer #writer #quotes #poems
—when silence outlives the storm
the sky forgot names
draped in lilac grey silence
like my mother’s scarf
folded inside a suitcase
I never dared to reopen
#PRTanka25 #poeticreveries_ #poetsociety #poetry #poetscommunity #poet #poems #writer #writer #quotes #poems
DISSONANCE — in the hush of emptiness, I find strange harmony breathing inside me.
#PRTanka25 #poeticreveries_ #tanka
#PRTanka25 #poeticreveries_ #tanka
August 28, 2025 at 4:28 AM
DISSONANCE — in the hush of emptiness, I find strange harmony breathing inside me.
#PRTanka25 #poeticreveries_ #tanka
#PRTanka25 #poeticreveries_ #tanka
THE ASTRAL TRACE
— where familiar light lingers beyond sight
At times, the stars shift with a quiet #vision of their own—
a brief nearness that feels almost deliberate,
as though something once loved
leans through the dark
to be recognised again.
#prtanka25 #poeticreveries_ #poetsociety
— where familiar light lingers beyond sight
At times, the stars shift with a quiet #vision of their own—
a brief nearness that feels almost deliberate,
as though something once loved
leans through the dark
to be recognised again.
#prtanka25 #poeticreveries_ #poetsociety
December 2, 2025 at 6:19 PM
THE ASTRAL TRACE
— where familiar light lingers beyond sight
At times, the stars shift with a quiet #vision of their own—
a brief nearness that feels almost deliberate,
as though something once loved
leans through the dark
to be recognised again.
#prtanka25 #poeticreveries_ #poetsociety
— where familiar light lingers beyond sight
At times, the stars shift with a quiet #vision of their own—
a brief nearness that feels almost deliberate,
as though something once loved
leans through the dark
to be recognised again.
#prtanka25 #poeticreveries_ #poetsociety
DEARTH
— an accounting of borrowed light
The Hungry Moon
counting what the night withholds,
leaving light unfinished.
@poeticreveries_
#prtanka25 #poeticreveries_
— an accounting of borrowed light
The Hungry Moon
counting what the night withholds,
leaving light unfinished.
@poeticreveries_
#prtanka25 #poeticreveries_
December 16, 2025 at 4:34 PM
DEARTH
— an accounting of borrowed light
The Hungry Moon
counting what the night withholds,
leaving light unfinished.
@poeticreveries_
#prtanka25 #poeticreveries_
— an accounting of borrowed light
The Hungry Moon
counting what the night withholds,
leaving light unfinished.
@poeticreveries_
#prtanka25 #poeticreveries_
CICATRIX — where moonlight remembers
Some wounds refuse silence; even the sky carries its scars in silver.
#prtanka25 #poeticreveries_ #tanka @poeticreveries_ #poetrycommunity
Some wounds refuse silence; even the sky carries its scars in silver.
#prtanka25 #poeticreveries_ #tanka @poeticreveries_ #poetrycommunity
September 30, 2025 at 1:54 PM
CICATRIX — where moonlight remembers
Some wounds refuse silence; even the sky carries its scars in silver.
#prtanka25 #poeticreveries_ #tanka @poeticreveries_ #poetrycommunity
Some wounds refuse silence; even the sky carries its scars in silver.
#prtanka25 #poeticreveries_ #tanka @poeticreveries_ #poetrycommunity
REDRAFT
—when silence edits the soul
"Some edits are storms;
they strip you bare until
only the truest lines remain"
#PRTanka25 #poeticreveries_ #tanka #revised
—when silence edits the soul
"Some edits are storms;
they strip you bare until
only the truest lines remain"
#PRTanka25 #poeticreveries_ #tanka #revised
August 13, 2025 at 8:35 AM
REDRAFT
—when silence edits the soul
"Some edits are storms;
they strip you bare until
only the truest lines remain"
#PRTanka25 #poeticreveries_ #tanka #revised
—when silence edits the soul
"Some edits are storms;
they strip you bare until
only the truest lines remain"
#PRTanka25 #poeticreveries_ #tanka #revised
REFRACTION — how light learns to return differently
Even the light, once broken, can return #restored — quieter, wiser and more itself.
#prtanka25 #poeticreveries_ #tanka @poeticreveries_ #poetrycommunity
Even the light, once broken, can return #restored — quieter, wiser and more itself.
#prtanka25 #poeticreveries_ #tanka @poeticreveries_ #poetrycommunity
October 7, 2025 at 2:23 PM
REFRACTION — how light learns to return differently
Even the light, once broken, can return #restored — quieter, wiser and more itself.
#prtanka25 #poeticreveries_ #tanka @poeticreveries_ #poetrycommunity
Even the light, once broken, can return #restored — quieter, wiser and more itself.
#prtanka25 #poeticreveries_ #tanka @poeticreveries_ #poetrycommunity
CLEAVE—where silence fractures skyward
"When the sky fractures, so do I—yet in the scatter of stars, I find my own reflection"
#PRTanka25 #poeticreveries_
"When the sky fractures, so do I—yet in the scatter of stars, I find my own reflection"
#PRTanka25 #poeticreveries_
August 19, 2025 at 6:45 PM
CLEAVE—where silence fractures skyward
"When the sky fractures, so do I—yet in the scatter of stars, I find my own reflection"
#PRTanka25 #poeticreveries_
"When the sky fractures, so do I—yet in the scatter of stars, I find my own reflection"
#PRTanka25 #poeticreveries_
STILLROOT — patience without witness
Some things grow without applause.
Not every persistence needs an audience.
Roots do their work in silence —
and silence remembers.
@poeticreveries_ #prtanka25
#poeticreveries_ #poetsociety #poetry #poetscommunity
Some things grow without applause.
Not every persistence needs an audience.
Roots do their work in silence —
and silence remembers.
@poeticreveries_ #prtanka25
#poeticreveries_ #poetsociety #poetry #poetscommunity
November 4, 2025 at 5:04 PM
STILLROOT — patience without witness
Some things grow without applause.
Not every persistence needs an audience.
Roots do their work in silence —
and silence remembers.
@poeticreveries_ #prtanka25
#poeticreveries_ #poetsociety #poetry #poetscommunity
Some things grow without applause.
Not every persistence needs an audience.
Roots do their work in silence —
and silence remembers.
@poeticreveries_ #prtanka25
#poeticreveries_ #poetsociety #poetry #poetscommunity
PETALSCAR
—what faded never left
in the hush between
your breath and my disbelief,
broken oaths folded
like dried petals in my palm—
still fragrant, still unbeheld.
#PRTanka25 #poeticreveries_
"Sometimes, even silence bruises with a scent."
—what faded never left
in the hush between
your breath and my disbelief,
broken oaths folded
like dried petals in my palm—
still fragrant, still unbeheld.
#PRTanka25 #poeticreveries_
"Sometimes, even silence bruises with a scent."
July 29, 2025 at 11:57 AM
PETALSCAR
—what faded never left
in the hush between
your breath and my disbelief,
broken oaths folded
like dried petals in my palm—
still fragrant, still unbeheld.
#PRTanka25 #poeticreveries_
"Sometimes, even silence bruises with a scent."
—what faded never left
in the hush between
your breath and my disbelief,
broken oaths folded
like dried petals in my palm—
still fragrant, still unbeheld.
#PRTanka25 #poeticreveries_
"Sometimes, even silence bruises with a scent."