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🥀 𝚂𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝙱.🖋 🚫 No DM’s @sbwordmuse.bsky.social · 11h

Haunted Bookshops Any bookshop can be haunted. Haunted by the ghosts of the books you haven't read. Haunted by the ghosts of authors who are waiting for you to read their books. Haunted by all the ghosts eager for you to visit the shops they haunt. 👻 #poetry Finish below ↓↓↓↓

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🥀 𝚂𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝙱.🖋 🚫 No DM’s @sbwordmuse.bsky.social · 14h

Thoughts like skimming pebbles across a pond. Moods fluttering like bird wings. Before the day is done I’ll end up at the peak of a mountain with ghosts calling my name. #poetry

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🥀 𝚂𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝙱.🖋 🚫 No DM’s @sbwordmuse.bsky.social · 03/10/2025

Some houses are haunted, not by ghosts, but by faceless and nameless memories of dead dreams and broken hearts. s.b.

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🥀 𝚂𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝙱.🖋 🚫 No DM’s @sbwordmuse.bsky.social · 14/10/2025

The ghosts are roaming in the library tonight.

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🥀 𝚂𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝙱.🖋 🚫 No DM’s @sbwordmuse.bsky.social · 14h

Thoughts like skimming pebbles across a pond. Moods fluttering like bird wings. Before the day is done I’ll end up at the peak of a mountain with ghosts calling my name. #poetry

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🥀 𝚂𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝙱.🖋 🚫 No DM’s @sbwordmuse.bsky.social · 18h

October when the leaves are falling on your path. The fragrance of cinnamon everywhere. Pumpkin spice lattes and dusky skies. Coffee and a poem. 🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂 Note: Good morning. May today require significantly less bullsh*t than anticipated. #poetry

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🥀 𝚂𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝙱.🖋 🚫 No DM’s @sbwordmuse.bsky.social · 08/10/2026

Our parents had their dreams; we have ours; the next generation will have theirs. Without dreams and ghosts, we cannot survive. #poetry

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🥀 𝚂𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝙱.🖋 🚫 No DM’s @sbwordmuse.bsky.social · 09/10/2026

Silhouettes & shadows wake with the pale moon bleeding through the hushed black of an October night when the thin veil whispers secrets & creatures 🦇 eyes watch from everywhere.🐦‍⬛ Besides the cool weather, and fall colors, the spookiness is why I will forever be an October girl.

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🥀 𝚂𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝙱.🖋 🚫 No DM’s @sbwordmuse.bsky.social · 08/10/2026

Our parents had their dreams; we have ours; the next generation will have theirs. Without dreams and ghosts, we cannot survive. #poetry

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🥀 𝚂𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝙱.🖋 🚫 No DM’s @sbwordmuse.bsky.social · 08/10/2026

They walk silently down haunted halls. Eternal sleepwalkers. Ancestors of the past. Shadows on the walls. My only wish is that I could see them all. #poetry #haunted

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🥀 𝚂𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝙱.🖋 🚫 No DM’s @sbwordmuse.bsky.social · 08/10/2026

A brand new day in the early morning can be anything, anything at all. ☕️🍃🌻🍂

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🥀 𝚂𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝙱.🖋 🚫 No DM’s @sbwordmuse.bsky.social · 07/10/2026

No dramatic burst of fire or gold, No sudden blaze, just a muted sunset through the trees. #poetry #sunset

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🥀 𝚂𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝙱.🖋 🚫 No DM’s @sbwordmuse.bsky.social · 07/10/2026

Surrender to the wisdom of your body. Listen to what it’s trying to tell you. If you feel drained soak in what is real. The air. The sun. The wind. Sometimes all it takes is stepping outside. We need days like this when all you want to do is slow down & just breathe. #musings

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🥀 𝚂𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝙱.🖋 🚫 No DM’s @sbwordmuse.bsky.social · 07/10/2026

Good morning friendly people. Happy mid week! Oops! 😬

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🥀 𝚂𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝙱.🖋 🚫 No DM’s @sbwordmuse.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

Love your life. Take photos. Write #poems. Tell people you love them. Talk to strangers. Do things that you're afraid to do because so many die and no one remembers a thing they did. Take your life and make it the best story in the world. Don't waste it. ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ

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🥀 𝚂𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝙱.🖋 🚫 No DM’s @sbwordmuse.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

As pretty as autumn leaves on a mountainside, with her pleasing melodic voice, a notebook and a pen in hand writing free verse at her hearts command. #poetry

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🥀 𝚂𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝙱.🖋 🚫 No DM’s @sbwordmuse.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

With my last sip of coffee. I take pause. Where has it all gone? Where did the in-between go? I've been asking that a lot lately. When will it end… jolts me back into now. The way #autumn calls to you with its waving & falling colors as if to say: “See me now! I'm here only for a moment.”

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🥀 𝚂𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝙱.🖋 🚫 No DM’s @sbwordmuse.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

My view/His view 6am moon with Jupiter sharing the spotlight; taken through my patio door and muted sunrise on the road from my husband this morning. #moon #waningcrescentmoon #sunrise

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🥀 𝚂𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝙱.🖋 🚫 No DM’s @sbwordmuse.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

She had the lustre of moonlight in her eyes. Her voice was soft like evening clouds when she'd whisper good night to the stars. She shimmered with glitter. You just knew she had touched the moon. It wasn't hard to see, she had a love affair with the night sky. #poetry #moon #stars

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🥀 𝚂𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝙱.🖋 🚫 No DM’s @sbwordmuse.bsky.social · 05/10/2026

In the morning's gentle glow a quiet world upon its stand with books and a textured knit all in one shadow do blend. I’m sure if it weren’t for the ticking of the clock you could hear within… the earth turning on its axis slow.

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🥀 𝚂𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝙱.🖋 🚫 No DM’s @sbwordmuse.bsky.social · 05/10/2026

The day was rich and deep like the color of the river. Intoxicating but tumbling over in angst as time ran out and evening drew near. Yet somehow we failed to let go. Here we must lie in the shadow of our demons. #poetry

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🥀 𝚂𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝙱.🖋 🚫 No DM’s @sbwordmuse.bsky.social · 05/10/2026

Autumn sunset on the Vážská waterway in Slovakia. From my cousin who lives there. Have a pleasant evening.

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🥀 𝚂𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝙱.🖋 🚫 No DM’s @sbwordmuse.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

Not every ghost is a person, sometimes it’s the past that refuses to stay buried.

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🥀 𝚂𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝙱.🖋 🚫 No DM’s @sbwordmuse.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

I’ve got Autumn in my pocket. Of all the seasons Autumn is more my type. Autumn gets me. I love the cool evenings, falling leaves, hoodies, fires, and all the spooky stuff. Leaves start turning! 🍂 Let’s do this! #poetry #autumn

Photo belongs to tdoeswool on Instagram.

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🥀 𝚂𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝙱.🖋 🚫 No DM’s @sbwordmuse.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

The truth is not always pretty, but there is always a hunger to find it. #truth

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🥀 𝚂𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝙱.🖋 🚫 No DM’s @sbwordmuse.bsky.social · 03/10/2026

She had innocent little demons inside her eyes, and they recklessly played with matches. He’d never seen sparks so pretty. #poetry #witch

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🥀 𝚂𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝙱.🖋 🚫 No DM’s @sbwordmuse.bsky.social · 03/10/2026

A quiet gaze at the mid morning sky. Clouds of silver and soft pinks flow as afternoon unfolds. Watching soft and still the guardian of the waning moon. 🌗 #caturday #poetry #moon #waninglastquartermoon

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