Amalthea J.

Johan Christian Clausen Dahl, (JC Dahl)
A Cloud and Landscape Study by Moonlight 1822.

Rising tides soon wane
Seasons synchronize the change
Remembering home

#vss365 #wane

Sebec Lake in Maine painted with acrylic on canvas. 2015
#acrylic #acrylicpainting #artist #artists #art #painting #originalart #traditionalart #Portland #Maine #fineart #scenery #landscape #clouds #fog #sunset #lake #sebec

In quiet hours of morning
devices begin to call for attention
On the #cusp of an endless scrolling cascade
It is paramount that you resist

Our minds are wired to succumb
Tech creators prey on inherent vulnerabilities in the system
Planting seeds in the psyche
Striving for zombification

#vss365

An iridescent-feathered starling perched on a pink blossom covered bough in Maplelawn Garden. Tulips, irises and their tender green foliage are soft focussed in the background.

Spring memory

Romantic love is a fickle thing
If you aren’t careful
you might find yourself
lying next to another body
staring at the ceiling
wondering if
the last decade
was simply a ruse

#vss365 #ruse

A painting titled "Cat on the roof" by the artist Konstantin Bulanov.

#vssdaily
Gently beneath the surface
spirals pool blood
toward centers of the heart
Siphoning energy to release
the truth of suppressed betrayals

When natures tolerance
for ignorance wanes
the scales must be rebalanced

The #hurricane destroys
everything her path
and you love her
all the same

A tongue that knows dances
thought to be lost to history
words depart soft lips
that vibrate through bellies
shaking away deposits
from calcified hearts
blooms grow within
constructing a garden
big enough to sustain all
grounded in #unearthly love
liberation from suffering
the human form
#vss365

Glen nudged the plate toward Ian. The #brownie recipe he labored over for weeks awaited its final test.

Ian scraped a spoonful from the edge, almost missing the caramel drizzle adorning the top. He took a bite & paused.

“This simply misses the mark” he said before rushing off.

#vss365

The clock is ticking
Can we stop the cycle?
Or are we doomed to die in it?

#vss365 #stop

The #vssdaily #prompt for 6/5/25 is #wolf

The winter tears at my heart
The cold stillness of it
Pockets of my life
When stagnation occurs
But then comes #spring
Life blooms and leaps
To spark a new birth
I renew my energy

I need both seasons
For awakening is as much
A part of me
As my slumber

#vss365 #poetry #poem #writing

first draft of a poem about time written while killing time in the cafe written on a paper bag cos i didn't have a notebook with me and there's a drawing of some kind of plant anyway here's the poem ~ there was a time - once upon - when i thought i had time left was a time when i thought that i still had some time at one time i believed that might not be a lone in time i could see i would not have a home use your time - they said - wisely or time uses you up don't be wasting it kiling it letting it drift i hear comments like this all the time. they've no meaning for when energy's gone i can not make the shift

was a time
- once upon -
i had time

#dailyhaikuprompt #fantaiku #haikuchallenge #haikufeels #haikuhorrorprompt #scifaiku
#haiku #poetry #senryu #skypoets

Hazy grays
weigh down soles
Clouded mind
fails to find position
in lifes array

Belly laughter
electric strokes
#Spring me
back to life

#vss365

Then with a sharp exhale, she severed the connection to a lifetime of pent up memories. Grabbing onto the ledge of the #strait before before her, she scaled its jagged edges, never to return. #vss365

She looked back one last time to see if he was anywhere on the horizon. Nothing but the soft whistling of the breeze filled the air. Her heart burst with longing for the life they’d dreamt up together. She took a deep breath in, filling her lungs to capacity.

Gazing up at the night sky
I’m reminded of you

Poem on a maroon background with the following text: The sacred language of souls is only to be spoken raw Can you sit in the discomfort of laying bare before another? Can you meet the gaze of your shadow peering back at you? Or must you avert your eyes To hide from the shame of your truth? Please hang the mask up at the door smoke and mirrors will not allow you to thrive here obsession with excellence fixation on perfection mere barriers to intimacy Give me your flawed self I want all of the colors the jagged edges all of you

#intimacy #vss365

intimacy is
not
about bare skin
but knowing
the depth
of my fears
soft pauses
between heartbeats
invisible
freckles and dimples
reading the
curvature
of the spine
flowers written
in her eyes

#vss365 #intimacy

sundays are for yearning, poetry
and self care rituals

Behind steel of #decorum
feeling disappears
love fades away
jousting is preferred
as the method
of exchange

Remove the armor
unsheath your sword
treat the wounds
that fester
return to
the lord

#vss365

Make love to life

The words flow so much better with pen and paper