Blood on my hands from brushing against your thorns. In the dark, you swore you bloomed. I mistook it for art. *** I bloomed in your ruin. Why did you kiss my pulse? to conjure ghosts in my chest— only to haunt me? #micropoetry #poetry #blueskypoets #micropoem #bloom #poetrycommunity

Every way I've loved begins with words pressed softly into my palm— petals folding open the flow of emotion to wrap themselves around another's heart. Somehow they always end in fallen tears etching rivers carving out banks no language can cross— where once a name bloomed on the edge of lips.

What is childlike about joy? If joy is youthful, consider me forever five, lying on an apple tree with my weary dog, forever seven, concerts for cows in the back paddock, forever ten, a bedroom dance party with my sister, and forever joy, never too fleeting to keep— woven within. #vss365

A quiet hum, rusts my bones. Creaking rib cage, exhaling soft #noise, fills the void of my throat catching still air, with words unsaid— I love you I love you I love you Is it enough to be held in this quiet? Suspended hearts beat, between the desolation, calling our names— I love you. #vss365

Love and death grow in an orchard Picked from the same basket Barefoot in the soil Reach to kiss a sweet apple Cut it open—the core is rotten, a worm unfurls The blackbird swoops to grasp its tail I felt death on its wings and it sang a prayer— Bury it beside thyme Sweet apple of #death #vss365

I sometimes wonder why you chose my heart it requires more tenderness than others to keep the love flowing it requires water from the depth of you smile at me with your dawn light I so adore you 'til death if you let me for life if you breathe me for sure if you believe in me #vss365

There's a slow and steady pull that lingers beneath my skin, like a #thread that weaves the edges of a dream. When my fingers trace the spine of a book, I wonder if you've read it— and I feel it fray when we forget where it started, pulled to a forgotten place, tethered without knowing why. #vss365

Her hands were velveteen, and they brushed my skin like an old secret. It made me wonder how things become real, how years of use had not worn her tenderness. She wrapped me in the woven softness of glances and promises, and we bathed in the shadow of something unreachable. #vss365 #velveteen #vss

I walked through gossamer fields and let my fingers run over silk. I think we spun here once. Do you remember when our bodies twirled? The sky split open, and we pulled at its edges. We felt it drift across our skin. We spun ourselves into the fabric, unraveling what we were. #vss365 #gossamer

the sun reaches new heights and there is spring in my step the soil softens and speaks the word desire & it's like I'm on the way to see you everywhere I go & the way you lighten my heart is in the fluttering and flittering chirping and twittering & the grass like your eyes deep & green #vss365

What is so insatiable about desire when the mere existence of you unfolds like poetry in motion? When the thought of our ache stirs a tempest in my heart? I have not felt your touch, yet my soul has memory of you. It cannot be insatiable when your unspoken presence settles within me. #vss365

Desire— Writhes when distance calls my soul casts itself willingly adrift my body knows I am in search of you Desire— Twists itself into obsession my hands seize its wrath my heart devours the distance Desire— Lends itself to devotion passion transcends purpose longing is the offering. #vss365

#Inspiration drips from your fingertips, steeped into the nape of my neck. A touch—enough, it sparks a thousand wildfires— love, so divine, tides to quell them. When smoke rises from my breath, it meets the wind in kindred spirit— return me home to you, the origin of dreams. #vss365 #poet

written in honey written in flame in confession in tribute in catharsis in necessity the inspiration you imbue me with the constancy of you the light in your eyes the motion of your hips in this voice or my other another verse the same ache #vss365 #inspiration

I like to think we are entangled in infinity, for as long as you exist, I have lived. And when we are apart, we are not bound by distance or time. Your essence orbits, a celestial body circling my soul. You grow in my bones, and build our home in the marrow of me. I could never forget you. #vss365

Your love makes me feel guilty Sinner's breath washes over me I bathe in self-righteousness Your love makes me feel guilty A ritual of sensuality I soak in intensity Your love makes me feel guilty Fingers like a hot iron brand my heart Flames ignite in my chest For guilt is an unholy fire #vss365

My skin feels unfamiliar Wrapped in wallpaper Peeling at the corners Threatening to bare weary bones I pick at the edges Unearthing my foundation She is draped in ivy Coiling around my heart I could bloom tears like morning dew Let vines unfurl through my mouth Swallowed by the roots #vss365

My reflection lays refracted, distorted shards, jagged pieces, in ruins. It's mist that clouds, curling thick. It's thunder that roars, deafening sound. It's fire that ravaged, set ablaze. My reflection, it's refracted, it's myopic. #vss365 #myopic #poet #vssdaily

I wish so badly to echo the sound of silver hum. Sleek and slender, deliciously draped in curvaceous sound. Swirling ruby beads, twinkle in the sun- See the way light dances through the air. I send chimes into the wind. Do you hear them calling? #vss365 #chimes #vss #poet

i hear exquisitely crafted chimes caressed by a delicate wind i hear nightingale song the lone sound at a crisp and clear dawn i hear divinely conceived concertos i hear the motion of ocean waves i would swap them all to hear one contented sigh pass your lips #vss365 #chime

If I could tuck my thoughts, neatly nestled in my chest, my hands would tangle, twisting in knots. At the thought of loss, so thick it pools, weighted pain sinks the heart- it pounds in waves, binded by you. Threads slip on by, too tangled to untie. #vss365 #rigmarole

Water moves in silence, Stillness gathers in glassy swirls. The sky reflects its grey hue, and nothing stirs beneath. As it rises, the wind whips ripples through the air- A snagged twig falls and catches breath, Pushing waves against the #weir, imploring for release. #vss365 #vssdaily

Do you think if we lay among the #copse, we would slowly melt into the pine? Our breath casts frost; we feel it seep into our lungs. Fingers linger in dance, reaching for the swirling motion of trees swaying in reverence. We pine for reprieve- to lay in spring. #vss365 #vss #poet #writer

If love is fleeting, It should surely fade. Yet I reach for unfamiliar hands, press them into my chest, entwined we spiral, folding like paper cranes. Love has memory- It lingers in creases. Touch is borrowed, edges unfurl, and love folds inward. #vss365 #poet #vssdaily #involution

What is left to linger when all goes unspoken, and we soak in uncertainty. If I lay my ear to your chest, would an orchestral hum ascend your walls, singing my praise? Or does love reside in unsung truths? I would surely weep life into you- let love return. #vss365 #poetry #incognito #vss

In the dim of evening light, when the sun is called to rest, my body lingers in the #penumbra. A warm glow spills into my collarbone, shadows pool and seep in spirals around my neck. Winds, so tender-mouthed, lay kisses on my cheek, and I soften into nothingness- the slow burn of almost. #vss365

Lay me elegantly upon a balustrade. Chip away at my stone façade. Mold my arms in a roundness, where the cool of marble is warmed. Smooth my heart into the curve of its bones. Let me age gracefully. #vss365 #vssdaily #micropoetry #poet #balustrade #vss

I cannot fathom, how trees stretch skyward, prying open leaves to bask in warm embrace, while I bathe in their cool shade. Should I, too, outstretch my hands, to sprout shoots from my fingertips, while wildflowers bloom in my hair? #vss365 #fathom #vssdaily #vss #poet #micropoetry

Tonight, the #emporium is lined with grief. The weight of loss lays heavy on shelves. We do not barter. There are no empty aisles to browse. Tonight, we pay with tears. #grief #vss365

I lay still in wonder, To watch glass wings flit through trees. Vibrant and joyful, They move in smooth translation, Free in daylight. My wings lay flat against bark, In a grey as dull as Autumn. I long for golden rays cast upon blue, Instead, I rest and wait for the moon, An #outlier #vss365 #vss

In the depths of night The mind wanders like fingers once did To trace memories of softness Painted by candlelight In sensual smoothness The rise of a rib cage Where the heart beats steady Breath seeps calm The body lays heavenly In a contoured embrace #vss365 #contour #vssdaily #poet

In the #interim- There was silence. My brain whirs in whirlpools, a washing machine spin cycle with no clothes inside. Trying to scrub neatly between the cracks, where thoughts slip through before becoming words. Left is the hum of empty motion, the perpetual silence of lack. #vss365 #vss #poet

In moments We teeter on the edge Scared to fall Like a deep dive into black water Stillness separates from the #fringe We wonder what lurks in shadows When memories are all that remain Familiarity becomes comfortable Until the unknown calls Do we remember too much Or need to know more #vss365

I saw the #heady prompt and immediately thought of Lilac Wine. #vss365 #prose

Fragmented rhythm My words spill like tidewater Motions of rocking waves Pouring from my open mouth They carve themselves into the air Weaving into stardust When I call them back I let out #sonic screams Stars fall from the abyss Swallow constellations whole Let them smoulder in my chest #vss365

It is a #gift To be remembered, To be loved, To be seen- So deeply, The ache Of vulnerability Lands in the hands Of lovers, Who hold it steady, Deep in their heart, Wrapped with care. Unwrapped when needed. To be remembered, To be loved, To be seen- It is a gift. #vss365 #micropoetry #vss

Too wild to be broken, The spirit of a #thoroughbred. Rattles my ribs, galloping through my chest. Hooves hit my bloodstream, In tight circular motion. Around the whip, in untamed motion. The ground shakes beneath her, She remains free in her stride. Even with steel clung to her heels. #vss365

Natures gentle breeze, Sometimes deadly- Let out in a wheeze. The trickster makes his swift depart, As sirens sound out near and far. Silent witness is no more, The ladies cry in loud uproar. To think this happens twice a day, Is far too much for one to take. #vss365 #far #t #lol

The sky sighs in petulant bellows, As thunder rolls in solemn hymn. A gloomy calm begins to settle- My heart has found its rhythm. #vss365 #petulant #vss #vssdaily #poetry #micropoetry #poet

We speak of unbridled rage. The destructive force behind words, Like tidal waves spilling from angry mouths. Yet rarely do we taste unbridled joy, That sings sweet words into lovers' hearts. We must dive deep into unbridled souls, To collide in lifes untamed complexity. #vss365 #vssdaily #unbridled

I have begun the journey of writing a collection of short stories! They are a reflection of the deep melancholy and ache my heart conjures up in words. A worldview of the cyclical nature of life as an indigenous, queer woman. #shortstories #wlw #writer #vss #writingcommunity #blueskywriters

A #reservoir sits in wait For paper boats to float On winds gently blown from the mouths of dreamers. Broken-hearted, They sent their wishes to the well, Praying for safe passage. Yet they never make the depths, Water soaks in sorrow, As it resists. In return, it whispers back fate. #vss365 #vss

Grief pools, then writes. #vss #writingcommunity #poetry #indigenouswriters #indigenous #grief #landback #amwriting #vssdaily #blueskypoets #wordart

My mind wanders rife with thought An onslaught of sickness As I question my sanity Yet often, I think of you In fondness alike Tears fall like misty dew Upon a nameless face An onslaught of shame When I said we must part My heart wept Refraining from reprieve I remain - In the onslaught #vss365 #vss

I wonder if she knows How displaced my hands feel When they are washed with her love Hit with the edge of a metal rod Knuckles drip with an ache Pouring into hearts We embrace in displacement Of guilt in sin Our eyes find safety Of surety in our love Safe haven This displacement #vss365 #wlw

I woke this morning to find A sun risen in purple sky. "Good morning," drifted across the block, But no one spoke of the hollyhocks. Blooming over fluffy clouds, Scarlet tears bled to the ground. A greenery - nowhere to be seen, Crimson streams ran, carrying dreams. #vss365 #micropoetry #slipstream

Bodies move in grooves Swaying embraces in twos Trees dance with the wind #dailyhaikuprompt #haiku #dailyhaiku #3lines #poetry #groove #writingprompt #trees

Your face lingers In reflections - The rounding chin Furrowed brows Freckles like constellations Painted by hands Reaching through bloodlines To kiss my mother As we grew She dug her feet into the dirt Watered me with stories of you Birthed me into grief A baby born - too blue Bloodlines #vss365

Sunlight meanders Slips through trees to trace my face Day rests upon cheeks #dailyhaikuprompt #haiku #3lines #dailyhaiku #landscapephotography #poetry #day #sunlight

I can not exist within ignorance, nor bliss, instead a perpetual limbo of madness. #wordsmith #writing #existential #poetry #selfreflection #writingcommunity