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My pleasure! 🤗

#vss365

garbage garage band
cymbal of recyclables
clash of the pie tins

#clash

∴ boar-gods brew'ng
butter'd beere bubbl'd—huzzah
howlkin bow to none
·
bracken-born þe tune
wildlings clash on barrel'd hides
heeds plenilune
·
fogdew glimm'rs, gleams
fang & paw drink her relic
nighte's feast fed full ∴

#vss365 #haikufeels #fullmoon #poemspell #huntermoon

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þ “th” as in this

paranoia, frozen fear
darting eyes & flexing fingers
his viscous rattled breath
perturbs the nightmare brume
— #caprice in autumnal bloom
consumed by demon chatter
led toward the railway clatter
mesmerised by the invitation
one trip to escape the other

#vss365

Oh fuck
I accidentally gave a shit
let me go shake out my bones

There all better

#poetry

the colour
of our #ashes I found
was red
when I inked our story
on this un-
clippable page

#vss365 #ash #Oulens
#haiku #senryu #tanka
#blueskypoets #blueskypoetry
#poetrycommunity #poems #poetry

a threnody
where my heart should be
its atavistic grame
pooling in ink blots & words
i #sublimate the urge poorly,
limning in broken thoughts & skin
as masked desires #clash
with a hope for better days
and the lunacy of a sickle moon

#vss365 #whistpr

Drizzle on the glass,
quiet echoes of sorrow,
a heart weeping slow.

#haiku #poetry #drizzle

I kind of want to
Ask you to
Dance with me

Because
Tomorrow’s
Unsure

& I don’t want
Time to grab it so fast & go
I want my maybe last dance
To be with you

#poetry #satsplat

#Eventuality
Often culminates
In disappointment
And each day
There’s more of my heart
To sweep off the floor
And recycle
Right next to the bits
Of cardboard
I keep forgetting
To break down;
Maybe one day
Eventuality
Will be more
Than this constant ache
And will give me
Clarity
Instead.
#vss365

still wearing white
long after summer’s end
wild jasmine

#haiku #senryu
#poetry #micropoetry
#3lines

At the meeting, the Faction leaders asked him all the right questions, even wanted Dylan to lead part of the little fleet, but he knew it was all but an #eventuality that he would get pushed aside as the war progressed.

So he declined the responsibility, but agreed to work together.

#vss365

When silence
shatters louder
than my voice
ever did,
you'll turn back
through the rubble
of your choices
and find I'm
missing from
the ruins.
Love won't
be waiting,
only the
shape of its
absence,
and you'll
understand
too late
how it should've
been given.

#vss365 #poetry #silence

In her gaze I found
familiarity reflected

In our mirrored touches
I found only cold glass

In our crossed visions
we found oblivion

#poetry

#haiku
fires at dusk
the doves bark
like a dog

My pleasure 🥰

The dreams always begin
The same way
#Bellwether omen
A black sheep
Leading the flock
And I’m somewhere
In the hedgerows
Waiting
For something to happen
And perhaps
That’s the sign
That even within
My own consciousness
I stand without;
A lucid intruder
Unable
To prevent
My own catastrophe
#vss365

oh, love
they named me
so many things I am not
and I carried their namings
shoulders besieged by the weight
footsteps heavy enough to crack concrete
till you plucked the words like harp strings
and made me light and music
you asked me which names
I actually belong to
and let me
rest there

#poetry

Owl nesting in a tree looks out of a knot hole.

wayfarer settles,
nesting inside my tree
talkative night owl

#haikuchallenge
#haiku
#poetry
#photography

photo by Kalidasan Gopi

Dripping With Words (@drippingwithwords) i’m the girl walking in between. the black of the fall. the moon of the rise. sans duality. but i can read thousands of stories, telling me i’ll be something special.. if i just do this. pick one idea...

millions sing, write, paint​, pin-photographs & sell advice.. screaming-their-hearts-out about the fall & rise..offer ​’sage’ wisdom..i want to talk about the place between:
read here-> tinyurl.com/mt9f9nem

©️WIPdww
#thoughts #quotes #zen #photography #spirituality #art #music #booksky #philosophy

If you dream it, you can do it.
Make an enchanted crown of antlers & bones.
Haunt the darkness on the ragged edge of town.
Unfurl your great black wings, take flight across the forest, and teach the night your name.

This 17-foot, bronze-and-black granite sculpture is called “Wherefore Art Thou” and was created by the artist, Sam McKinney. It depicts Juliet's final moments. The other side of this statue (not shown here) is of Romeo. The statue weighs well over six tons. This is one of many modern statues on display at Pyramid Hill, located in OH.

bellwether of taboo love,
Juliet dances
with heartache

#vss365 #bellwether
#haikufeels #ache
#haiku #poetry #art
#photography
#nature
photo: mine -Modern statue of
Juliet Capulet at an outdoor art park (Pyramid Hill in OH). She both dances & aches, knowing her love to Romeo is forbidden. See ALT.

We can be far too hard on ourselves. It's important to give yourself more grace….yes, You, not others, but YOU.

Dear #Daddy

If you're not gonna steal me away
then could you at least send me
a few more muses to worship me?
oh and also the Epstein list

Thanks

#poetry #raptureparty

In his own, limited, way Dylan had become a #bellwether for the resistance against The Enemy. Those that believed him now expected him to know what to do, but though he had encountered them the most, he had no more knowledge than anyone else.

This needed military minds and scientists.

#vss365

Autumn weeps so sweetly
colours envelop a tired mind
soul, well...perhaps seen such
many times and yet, Autumn
shall always hold my heart
in such beautiful decay

#Poetry

#frost blue eyes, brilliant skies
engage the clouds in pareidolia
hiding in her #cottage, lights out
watching for a #bellwether storm
the clouds grow black, smothering
as he walks up her garden path
then thunder, lead, dead as a door nail
& she burns the cottage down

#vss365 #whistpr #blueskyrelay

Every single night. It’s healing.

The fire #reinvigorates
Time that had felt too short
For breathing
For feeling
For breaking
In a million pieces;
Days
That had felt stuck together
Finally crumbled in clumps
Of plaster
Still holding remnants
Of remorse —
For all the moments
Wasted
In fear
Of the darkness
That always followed
#vss365

A macro nature photo I took of mistflowers near our forest line. These fringed fireworks are a herald of autumn. Always a delightful surprise, so delicate, wispy, and bright—even their berrylike disk florets are stunning. I shot this at an angle, to show off the variations of its floral tiers. Before the vast meadow, their periwinkle glow stands out against a green grass bokeh.

✨🌬🪻👣🪻🌬✨

Autumn Steps

Vast expanse
Bare autumn steps grow
Mistflowers

#BlueSkyArtShow #Angles
#EastCoastKin
#haikuchallenge #Vast

#haiku #俳句 #Poetry #Micropoetry #Photography #Macro #Bloomscrolling #Wolftwin