Poet, novelist and speaker. (He/Him). Married, No DMs. Tunnel tales (Poetry) due out in Aug 2025. PhD student (May 2028)
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Truth, the traditional casualty
innocence the obvious victim
hate, the ubiquitous tool
can we not rise up
to lift ourselves out of the mud
be the thing we aspire to
quaint as it may seem
can we not show
we are capable of being Humans 2.0
#vss365
#BraveWrite
#MIcropoetry
Nelson Brooks retweeted
Song by the river
Your words made my quiver
Lapping up melancholy like milk
Beneath a downcast sky
My sins call your name
The moon swings
You and I
How can I ever be the same
(song by the river)
#roomprompt
(lapping up melancholy like milk)
#kaytpoemprompts
(beneath a downcast sky)
#dark_prompts
@dark_prompts
(my sins call your name)
#moonmystic
(the moon swings)
#FoxProse
That ๐
Nelson Brooks retweeted
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In absence of poppies
a scarlet coat reminded her
of the box, in which you lie
you were all loyalty and purpose
what begins with ink, ends in blood
those lost illusions
of a long life together
dashed on that #longestday
#Amatory
#Artist_Jamie_Heiden
#EkphrasticVoice
#BraveWrite
Secure
tied down
with taut fastenings
Warmth
from impacts
swells like blush
Awake
the colours
in my passion
@BdsmTales
@Sixwordsx
#Storyin6
#micropoetry
#Amwriting
#Haynaku
#123words
Clearing the scrubland
I discover brittle bones
fox chewed, but human
someone got very careless
as pigs would leave no traces
#horrorprompt #1844: brittle bones
#Tanka
#micropoetry
#Amwriting
Nelson Brooks retweeted
He holds
my stars
until our wet
summer
bodies drip
umbra
stained
kisses
licking
one another,
melting
against
the night,
as we become
colors of
moonlight
shimmering
between the
swells of moans
crushed against
our souls.
Nelson Brooks retweeted
Saints, sinners and lost souls
In the beginning
Kissed into a daze
They tried to center themselves
Against the pull of the haze
A first curse
A last prayer
A malediction
Wandering
Philandering
Lost again
But in the end
Does it really matter
In the end
Every saint has a past
Every sinner has a future
(saints, sinners and lost souls, in the beginning, the last prayer)
#MadVerse
(kissed into a daze)
#kaytpoemprompts
(center yourself)
#KinkPrompt
(lost again)
#moonmystic
That ๐
