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James Cutley

@jamescutley.bsky.social
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Novelist. Maverick. Engineer. Dog lover. The power of the mind is infinite. My books excite and inspire. Available at Amazon: amazon.com/dp/B0CJ3HKQPY #author #vss365

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James Cutley @jamescutley.bsky.social · 10/04/2025
Sucked in to the chase Striving for attention Digital jet wash Now your jet's in a fret Vectors in turmoil Switch to analogue wings Find your line, ring your poise Hear the tone through the #noise Set loose your focus rockets And blow up your goal #vss365
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Camila Hamel ~ @ha-ok.bsky.social · 03/03/2025
Draped over the #balustrade, the shimmer of silver lamé mixed with the tearful wailing of a drunken starlet who had missed the mark, though through no fault of her own. The Academy has lost its senses—or it never had any, cried her agent. Come dear, there's no accounting for taste. #vss365
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Bethany Samaddar - popping in & out @blsamaddar.bsky.social · 02/03/2025
You built me from crushed dreams and flecks of hope you kept hidden under breath And we rose from #fathoms to freedom My kindred, you are sun and rain in one We walked through darkness, never groveling, never thirsting for light #vss365 #poem #poetry #writingcommunity #writesky
Mother and daughter holding hands on the beach at sunset
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DeRicki Johnson @derickijohnson.bsky.social · 02/03/2025
My hope Has fallen #fathoms Down into Deepest sea If you Love yourself It’s best You do not follow me Woman once Tried rescue Now bad dreams Won’t let her be I’m tortured… And if you’re smart You will not Heed my pleas But when has love E’er been “smart?” Bring wine— I’ll bring the Brie #vss365
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James Cutley @jamescutley.bsky.social · 02/03/2025
This lantern is my god It provides me with warmth And light on this night This freezing cold night It radiates hope As I lay on this boat Coiled on the deck Like a #fathom of rope Where are my rescuers? I must remain stoic This lantern is my god #vss365
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James Cutley @jamescutley.bsky.social · 02/03/2025
When someone fights to overcome the torment of their youth, shopping at the hardship #emporium, using every #fathom of lifeline at their grasp, braving the sea spray of negativity amidst churning swells of doom, willing themselves to reach the calm sea of contentment It's a beautiful thing! #vss365
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Emma Wulfe @emmawulfe.bsky.social · 01/03/2025
Nigh searched through each dusty shelf but found no sign."Sorry, mama," she whispered, disturbing a swollen-bellied spider in a dim corner, who then scuttled away. "Ah! Welcome to The #Emporium of Almosts!" a voice pealed. "How about half a cup of tea? Or perhaps... a story with no ending?" #vss365
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DeRicki Johnson @derickijohnson.bsky.social · 01/03/2025
A horse lived in My neighborhood Who always Left home “strapped” By wearing sharp horn On his head In case He was attacked Horn came From an #emporium That dealt In magic hacks Told him It’d make him unicorn It don’t & that’s a fact So far he has Impaled a priest & stabbed me In the back #vss365
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James Cutley @jamescutley.bsky.social · 01/03/2025
Lion sentries guard the #emporium's entrance, their soft manes betraying strands of stone. They command a second look as I pass; a testament to their fastidious creator: an artisan of few words, I'd predict... I'd hope. A chatty stonemason... Ha! #vss365
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Sheikha A. @poetsheikha.bsky.social · 28/02/2025
✨✨✨ hummingbird perched on artillery outlier canvas ✨✨✨ #sheikhawrites #micropoetry #vss365 #haiku #poetsofbluesky
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Vicky H (she/her) @staytruecreate.bsky.social · 28/02/2025
People saw her living life her own way & she was viewed with pity, as an #outlier of life. They were unaware she had a light within her that was impossible to extinguish, one that guided her to exactly where she was meant to be. A beacon that would lead others home when the darkness came. #vss365
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Angela Rachael @artinwords.bsky.social · 01/03/2025
Home is a lair, and her vision is dim. She lives in a bedroom, dependent on him. An outlier stifled by blankets, she mumbles a sprechstimme of anguish. A maladaptive dreamer, clinging to sculptures of hope. Dissipation ever close, she breathes degrees of sorrow into Judas lungs. #vss365 #bravewrite
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💘Beth C Greenberg✍️ Cupid's Fall series 📚 @bethcgreenberg.com · 28/02/2025
Beware the urge to disregard the #outlier, she who finds the courage to believe and behave with loyalty to her own moral compass over following a crowd, that unique individual who refuses to live in a box of someone else's creation, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 is the one you'd do well to observe. #vss365 ✍️ #writers
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Jyari @jyari3000.bsky.social · 28/02/2025
Mental finesse is required If one lives as an #outlier To this I can attest Given the stress I’ve felt from ire As my feet were pressed To the fires Of others’ desires And the wants they project Like how my presence’s “required” Not my solitude nor rest… #vss365 #poetry
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PatchieSteve @patchiesteve.bsky.social · 28/02/2025
The O is oval, and the #outlier is the only one who respects this, but it doesn't suit the suits who surround him. #vss365
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Camila Hamel ~ @ha-ok.bsky.social · 28/02/2025
The #outlier risks to the #degree desired or inherent. The #hawk does not choose its talons. We are expert in our denial, yet Life courses with blood, and enmity goes for that which instinct rejects. The trophy head drips in time to the songs of the native hoard. #vss365 #vsspoem #vssdaily
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Sanya @sanjar.bsky.social · 28/02/2025
#outlier of truth carving lines that cut apart facets lose their form #vss365 #haikuchallenge #facet #haiku 🖼️ Pinterest
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James Cutley @jamescutley.bsky.social · 28/02/2025
She's absent by day An outlier in orbit Introverted alien Sentry to sapiens Then, comes the dark She's free to reflect Sun's poet for the nights Gravity in introspect Soothing stanza tides Do mesmerize Friday's #vss365 #prompt is #outlier
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Tales of Wihtlore @wihtlore.uk · 27/02/2025
I trace the fading #contours of empire, thinking of Julian the Apostate, his hands scraping at Constantine’s mark, trying to cleanse what time had set. Had he won, would Apollo’s light still burn? Or was the wheel already turning, too heavy with the weight of the cross? #vss365 #Rome #History
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Becky @bexspence.bsky.social · 27/02/2025
An echo. A ghost. A story left behind. I graze my hand along the memories. Flinch as I feel the skin peel and burn. Tears fall. Blood blossoms. I swallow hard. As I walk through the contours of this moment. Fresh like it was a minute ago. Rotting through the years. #vss365
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Sylvain V Paquette ⚜ @zyx-psilon.bsky.social · 27/02/2025
#vss365 If it weren't for such invisible #contour forces shielding our planet 🧲 Oscillating magnetic fields wouldn't confront solar plasma waves irradiating space immensity and nearly invincible matter ☢️ Lives earned a free pass to evolution while atoms struck sky as auroras
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Camila Hamel ~ @ha-ok.bsky.social · 27/02/2025
I look for your #contour as I walk in the bustle and flash of the city. It's spontaneous, this yearning; it's irrational, a phantom #vantage point reasserting itself, no more. You aren't this tall folk, as you aren't the taller trees of those #woods where you held my hand. #vss365 #vsspoem #vssdaily
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INK_John @intjohn.bsky.social · 27/02/2025
The ridgeline marks the divide, an unspoken law etched in earth and instinct. One pack prowls the valley, the other haunts the pines. Their worlds press against the contour of the land, close but never crossing. Not peace. Not fear. Just understanding. #Vss365
Three wolves walk side by side through a snowy landscape, their fur thick and mixed with shades of gray, brown, and white.

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Jikial @jikial.bsky.social · 27/02/2025
There will come a time When I will lay my body down In the purple mountains And my corpse will join The #contour of the land. My skull the mountain My chest the highlands My arms the ridges My legs the canyons My hands and feet the rolling hills. I'll wait to be Once more The earth. #vss365
A daytime shot of a plateau in Yellowstone National Park. Beyond the valley is a distant mountain. There are wispy clouds in the blue sky, and while the land looks green, it is kind of brown. There are specks of bushes and foilage in the foreground.
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stace.bot @stacebot.bsky.social · 27/02/2025
In the #interim we sift— through time, commitment, ages and bodies, beliefs, participation. We lie in the wake of what was and what will be— forever. To be alive is to inhabit the space, where tension itself is the only thing we rely on. @jamescutley.bsky.social #vss365 #prompt #interim
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Ragged Journal @raggedjournal.bsky.social · 27/02/2025
Something didn't sit right, about the #interim leader. Few know how to wield absolute power, even fewer know when to give it up. There was an odd inflection, when they said the words "unity," or "greatness," almost as if there were a hidden meaning behind them. Greatness for whom... #vss365 #writing
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James Cutley @jamescutley.bsky.social · 27/02/2025
We're skipping stones Look at us fly! Cutting distraction's air Shedding vortices of despair Kissing consciousness Contouring the fluid Waves of influence Roll on through it Propagating, culminating In a magical coincidence of souls Thursday's #vss365 #prompt is #contour
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Showshannahs Space @showshannahs.bsky.social · 26/02/2025
Between birth and death In the #interim we learn To love or to hate #vss365 #haiku
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∤ I miss Otakon ∤ Songtsan ∤ 🪳🤍🎰 @songtsan.bsky.social · 26/02/2025
There is a curious bit of time at the end of something amazing. Graduating from school, ending a relationship, winning a tournament, anything that consumes you until it's over. At first there is relief. Then it is emptiness. The #interim between big parts of our lives can feel like an abyss. #vss365
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𓂀 𓆗Jay𓆗𓂀 @kitchenraptorj.bsky.social · 26/02/2025
I witnessed a tree Its arms comb against The wind of stars into the Eternal The branches led to spheres The leafs filled with souls Narratives and characters Praying out their roles Every lifespan #interim When we dream we taste The sap and hope her roots Take us home #vss365 #bluejaypoems
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Me @ewiggins66.bsky.social · 26/02/2025
He had a house And a stockpile of food And water. He was off grid So energy wasn't An issue But the mental games The hoops of uncertainty Living without resolution Was hard. How long could An #interim Government last Before reinstating Constitutional rule? #vss365
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Sheikha A. @poetsheikha.bsky.social · 26/02/2025
✨✨✨ tsuri-doro before the flatline interim breaths ✨✨✨ #sheikhawrites #vss365 #haiku #poetry #poem
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Genna @doublepiscess.bsky.social · 26/02/2025
In the #interim- There was silence. My brain whirs in whirlpools, a washing machine spin cycle with no clothes inside. Trying to scrub neatly between the cracks, where thoughts slip through before becoming words. Left is the hum of empty motion, the perpetual silence of lack. #vss365 #vss #poet
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Angela Rachael @artinwords.bsky.social · 26/02/2025
All amoristic attention given by him was mistaken; silk when delivered with wet bells and whistles, but corduroy rubbing raw both of her nipples once she desired commitment. He always came half an inch outside her grip; on the fringe of loving, but in the realm of lust. #bravewrite #vss365
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Mousa @acceptthejourney.bsky.social · 26/02/2025
Travel with me, if just for a while, on this pilgrimage to the #fringe of my celestial horizon Far from comforts, traditions, or conventions, to honor alinea, a symbol of power that lies in the space of our journey the time til our return #vss365
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James Cutley @jamescutley.bsky.social · 26/02/2025
Harrowed soul, aimless wander Interim states Transitioning to wonder Growth's mirror can't detect The spectre she was The ghost that can't reflect A shadow, a past No place on this mast On this ship named Thrive Only the strong survive Wednesday's #vss365 #prompt is #interim
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Allyson Joule @allysonjoule.bsky.social · 25/02/2025
It isn’t the thing itself but the giving, the space between us closing in shared delight. Joy is the echo of your laughter in my chest, a gift returned without ribbon or wrapping. #vss365 #poetry #fringe
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Robert J. W. @robertjw4688.bsky.social · 25/02/2025
Tap dancing on the #fringe of sleep, I ache in my bones, in my brain. The morning squeezes my eyes open and I see hours wasted lying awake, waiting for a mistress of sand to lie down next to me and love me like I could never do. #poetry #vss365
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Bethany Samaddar - popping in & out @blsamaddar.bsky.social · 25/02/2025
Why seek closure, darling? Let us remain an open song That stirs on morning breeze And glints on moon’s playful brow On the #fringe of dream and waking. Let us remain a wayward wish That murmurs at eventide And hides in scent of summer rain—warm and free. #vss365 #poem #poetry 📷 Pixabay
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Voxvorago | Moob City @voxvorago.bsky.social · 25/02/2025
I squinted across the clearing, trying to make out my friend's words. "Your cringe! Your cringe!" But it was too late, for the creature had an abiding hatred of bad hair, and I a terrible sense of hearing. No scissors, besides, to fix it. #vss365 #fringe
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d.g.micaels @dgmicaels.bsky.social · 25/02/2025
#vss365 Allowed by her insanity only at the fringes of the silent hours now, she was staring deeply, bleakly into all her needleworks at all the monsters that she soon expected would be emerging dreamily, and at the undreaming of it…. #fringe
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i cannot read the fiery letters @aethelshane.bsky.social · 25/02/2025
You are at my mind's #fringe, Like ghosts in the wall, Thunder beyond the plains, The horizon I cannot catch, Illusions I cannot embrace, A careless sigh that falls. What I fear more than ghosts, Storms, falling over the edge, Delusion and weariness, Is you, standing before me, Smiling. #vss365
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imanicv.bsky.social @imanicv.bsky.social · 25/02/2025
Stating the obvious Is for those on the fringe Castrated truth births nothing But locker room talk Of conquests made only In the head #vss365 #poetry #writingcommunity #writingprompts #fringe
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Sillionshine @sillionshine.bsky.social · 25/02/2025
The liquor store is a cold and dusty sun around which orbits all society's strata from the well-off who pop in and out with places to go to all the fringe players who loiter exchanging the same stories to the mis-shapen human form who sleeps out back and used to be somebody's little boy #vss365
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