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Ssleepybakura.bsky.social

aesthetic: bubble goth #skypoem abutilon petals spiral tightly blooddrop falling to the frozen ground petals puff outward silk skirt brushing past the stones flowerbells sway gently church bells tolling for the dead

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TCtuesdaychopin.bsky.social

I am weighted by sorrow, desperate to be counted among the many violets and roses around you. Truth offers sweet poison in its options for wishes granted, a choice of damnations. Yearn to be too early, yet to bloom and endure; or too late, already withering but soon to return to the soil. #SkyPoem

SSseagoatscreams.bsky.social

#SkyPoem prompt no.16 If this image (or alt text) stirs a wildwyrd pulse in you, dangle a poem, flash, song lyric, another image. Or! Let each other's responses nurture your own. The only rules are alt text & kindness. Let your newborn art vital the sky:

An abutilon (Chinese Lantern) flowerbud. It's in profile, dangling downward from the just-popped star-cup of a bract which still half-sheathes it. Its petals are tightly closed, and heavily wrinkled - it hangs like a lightly pointed cabbage of the deepest, most saturate crimson you can imagine. The bract is a contrast of fuzzy grey-green, one pointed ear curled back like a question, a perky pigtail, a questy demon tongue.
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Aaciliwe.bsky.social

the fleshy red the veiny bud emerging to the morning light to bring us farther joy as it keeps growing #skypoem#wildwyrd

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