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#vss365 #poetry

It’s a fusion
Of colours
Like rainbows
And shadows
Grey and black
Specks of white
That work
Together

Setting alight
My imagination
Though pages
Of a book
Are black and white

My mind sees more
That’s how the magic works
#Dark or bright

#vss365 #dark

He continued, “In the dark, no one can hear you scream. But I can, and I gather pain by the bucket.”

A pulling.

Coldness.

A loss.

His voice again: “And I am paid most handsomely.”
-GoRhyme

I #touch the clouds with my feet
Kiss the Earth with my teeth
Tumbling
Tumbling
Somersault flying
This is not a drunk post
Though maybe I’m drunk on O2
This is just how I handle
A normal Wednesday Humpday
Dee Dee da da dum dum

#vss365 #poetry

#vss365 #touch

His touch was dry and papery, as if the dust of a thousand graves covered his fingers.

Death’s static electricity, she supposed.

Yet, she craved his presence, mesmerized or besotted, she did not know.
-GoRhyme

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Rory eased himself in the gaming chair, relieving the #ache in his bones as he glanced at the clock, which was clearly an inveterate liar.

That much time couldn’t have passed, and he hadn’t eaten. Katie was going to do that smiling-but-disappointed look that always cut so very deep.

#vss365

Unrequited love
That deep #ache
Of not being seen
By the person
Who holds your heart
Or even worse
Seen and acknowledged
But turned away
As not worthy enough
Or some version of
It's not you, it's me
#vss365

Lovely

I’d rather sweat
and #ache and bleed
then let A.I.
fulfill each need.

#vss365

Forgiveness
resides within,
only the deserving
truly understand.

Forgiveness
is a gift to self,
liberates the soul
and leaves no debt.

Forgiveness
eases the #ache,
swallows pride,
splits the lies.

Forgiveness
is joy,
is happiness,
is divine.

~rev
#vss365

#vss365 #poetry

I picked up my #ache
Threw it in a trash can
Only for it to boomerang back!

Now I wear it hidden in plain sight
Like a second skin

Waiting for true love
To come along
And knock me for six!

#vss365 #ache
When she couldn’t stand the wait any longer, she picked up her brush and began to create. Greens, yellows, pinks bloomed across the sky and settled warmly on the earth. An ache? Yes. But one ancient and beautiful, as always, new life was worth the pain.
-GoRhyme

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Fun, could be a short story

Sweat coursed the novitiate’s face as he labored, carefully brushing dirt from ancient artifacts. “Professor, what is this?”

She lifted the calcified specimen. “It’s a #bone. These exoskeletons are sturdier.” She rapped metal. “And they don’t degrade over time.” #vss365

#vss365

#vss365 #bone
It was the scratching in her bones that told her he was coming, a sharp pain even before the night watch sent notice.

She set an extra plate at dinner hoping he would overlook them this year.

Others could hide in fear, they didn’t have the luxury.
-GoRhyme

Oh I hope not. So sad most likely true.

Certainly true

#vss365 #poetry

Sometimes the world’s
Just a spinning cube
The moon a yucky #pale yellow
With the stars barely holding
The sky up

But still I wake up
To march on
Thinking about the sunshine
While my soul slithers away
Withering invisible with time

Thanks, I think much of the United States feels like this now, primal, waiting for the return of the sun

#vss365 #pale

They emerged into the sun, eyes blinking in the unexpected light. A few of the more adventurous shed their clothes and stood naked, pale in the fresh air.

Blushing parents averted their children’s eyes, but they too were relieved that the cold times were over.

Like drops of the soul ripped away

#vss365 #poetry
🎨 5D Diamond Painting

Come to me
At the edge of night
Where shadows
Become voyeurs

Witnessing our luscious throes
Screams & howls

Aroma of #blood piercing
Arouses heady intoxication
That first dark kiss
Had me craving for your depravity

More
And
More

#vss365 #blood

It was just a drop of blood, tiny compared to what he normally spilled, but, the play of light off its surface was enough to snap her out of the fog he usually kept her in. A vampire’s meal? She thought not. Let him go mesmerize someone else.
-GoRhyme

#vss365 #wound

A wound? No. It is a diary of what I have endured.

I should be gone, but I pushed, and for that I celebrate myself.

Am I a monster? No. I am a survivor.
-GoRhyme

Space Available I am not writing today. Today, I am reading, feeding on words, Words that I wish came from my name, Absorbing their cadence and meanings. My words are often not so polished, And sometimes, are absent of grace. These pages sing in all keys and pitches. So, I am reading. Reading lines that take my heart for a moment. Ideas that separate my lips slightly In an absent sort of awe. I cannot write today. Today, I am hunting in vocabulary forests, Stalking words such as lambent And basking in their soft glow. My foot falls asleep as I ignore How I am sitting. How uncomfortable it must be, If I would just pay attention. But I won't. I won't. Because, I am not writing today.

#vss365 #lambent
#emoetry #uncomfortable
#poetry

I honestly wasn't going to write today. I made some space, and I am pouring through poems on here and in my TBR pile. I was really kind of moved by it all, so this is a little love letter to all of you amazing #poets

#lambent flames danced along the silver hulls.

Cosmic dust? Alien off-gassing?

Either way, deadly. The first soldiers died instantly. From his sealed bunker, the president addressed an empty country before succumbing himself.

The new species moved in soon after.
-GoRhyme