@fhpowellwriter.bsky.socialThe knife in the crust,
cutting through with ease
A voice in my head dictates
escape to the wilderness
and follow those ravenous wild dogs
who live amongst rags in makeshift towns
those chains never go away
@thepoetryarena.bsky.social
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#BornBattleReady : RAVENOUS
@blackonreds.bsky.socialRavenous brain
Working overtime
Driving me insane
Memories of then
Thinking about now
Not remember when's
Why do you taunt me
My ravenous brain
Reset to see
Nothing can be done
Past is the past
I survived
Therefore I won
@blackonreds.bsky.socialSomehow I love
The taste of copper
Knowing some would call it sin
My ravenous hunger
You cannot, will not win
Let me get closer
I want to taste your blood
A daydream nightmare
Controlled by darkness
I guess I confess
That this life
Is a neverending
Torture to others
@dmiddleham.bsky.social
@annieb222.bsky.social
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@annieb222.bsky.social#BornBattleReady Link to poem on my website, text in first comment for anyone who prefers not to use the link:
annieb222.com/2026/10/10/t...
@thepoetryarena.bsky.socialThis week's #BornBattleReady prompt word is: RAVENOUS
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@thepoetryarena.bsky.socialCongratulations @honestpassion13.bsky.social! You were selected to serve as this week’s Voice Of Valo(U)r 👑
Our next #BornBattleReady prompt is: RAVENOUS
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@authorstew.bsky.socialWILD DAHLIA
Wild Dahlia, the name of the bar,
The owner was Deborah,
Below her left breast there was a scar,
She’d let you see if you whispered sweet,
Thought that could only get you so far.
The drinks were cheap,
The company cost...
Read it here: theauthorstew.ca/2026/10/03/w...
#BornBattleReady
@authorstew.bsky.socialWILD DAHLIA
Wild Dahlia, the name of the bar,
The owner was Deborah,
Below her left breast there was a scar,
She’d let you see if you whispered sweet,
Thought that could only get you so far.
The drinks were cheap,
The company cost...
Read it here: theauthorstew.ca/2026/10/03/w...
#BornBattleReady
@danigracewrites.bsky.social@blackonreds.bsky.socialIt was decided
No longer to be satisfied
With the life lived in shadows
Only the bright spotlight
All eyes on her
Like a wild dahlia,
Only full sunlight
Would suffice
So strap in my dear
In could be a bumpy ride
@annieb222.bsky.social
@annieb222.bsky.social#BornBattleReady Link to poem on my website, text in first comment for anyone who prefers not to use the link:
annieb222.com/2026/10/03/f...
@kokopellibfree.bsky.social