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Joe Thompson

@joethomp.bsky.social

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I #create. We all do of course, but it is who I am. #Poetry, #art, #songwriting, #theater,#humor,whatever it takes. And I work at mentoring and encouraging others to create as well. From #annapolis, MD Www.Imaginesongs.com

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Joe Thompson @joethomp.bsky.social · 08/09/2025

#vss365, #poem Time strips us bare A layer at a time Sometimes from the outside Sometimes from the inside So we yearn For something time can't touch And hope our spark Will continue to burn When the layers Have all decayed Because that spark Is who we really are Joe Thompson

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Joe Thompson @joethomp.bsky.social · 20/05/2025

#poetry, #vss365, #NYC We navigate through crowds Of strangers Quickly calculating The speed and trajectory Of a thousand lives So we can set a course Through Ducking dodging Micro corrections to the path Invisible Because we don't belong In their narrative Joe Thompson

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Joe Thompson @joethomp.bsky.social · 19/05/2025

The moon called To me last night. "Let's walk together, Like we used to- Before you fell in love, Got married Raised a family, grew old and sedentary. When you were lonely I comforted you- When you were lost I guided you- Come." So we walked As if we'd never been apart #vss365, #poetry,

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Joe Thompson @joethomp.bsky.social · 25/04/2025

Everything and Nothing Met at the horizon During happy hour. "Don't I know you?" Everything asked. "You used to be me," Nothing said. "Unlikely," Everything replied And looked away. #art #poem #vss365

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Joe Thompson @joethomp.bsky.social · 17/04/2025

#vss365, #art , #abstract #poetry Another breath- The world moves on Silly, miraculous, cruel. We have each other, In this moment The rest is noise. Joe Thompson

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Joe Thompson @joethomp.bsky.social · 16/04/2025

#poetry, #poem

Someone left a barrel of laughs
At my front door.
I was suspicious, of course,
Not knowing who sent them
Or where they were from.
So instead of opening it
I crouched down and put my ear next to it,
Listening - to guage what sort of hilarity might be contained within.
Guffaws might indicate cruelty.
A self satisfied chuckle might be ironic.
A mwah haha would surely indicate - well, I think that's pretty obvious.
Were they the laughs of a person
With nothing left to loose?
Or the laughs of a person
Who knows knows he can only win?
Were they the happy byproduct of joyous celebration?
Or the giggles of a child who feels anxious and embarrassed?
A few of each, perhaps,
All jumbled up together.

I looked up to see my neighbor
Standing next to me.
Seems it had been delivered to the wrong address.
He rolled the barrel over to his house
where his family didn't waste a second before letting them all out.
It was total laugh-fest over there.

too bad. I could have used a good laugh.

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Joe Thompson @joethomp.bsky.social · 29/03/2025

#vsspic, #poetry Pretend no one is watching As you walk into the light And begin again the battle As you try to get it right- While your stomach clenches tightly And your brow begins to sweat Till you recall the lessons lately learned And remember to forget. Joe Thompson