#Emoetry prompt for 9/24/2025 is #Malice #writingcommunity #poetry @fafo-poets-society.bsky.social

We turn to silence when we are tired of translating this existence. Andrea Kiss

Autumn the season of my birth tells me to fall into its scent realms let go into where the heart can take one there is certainty of fate to prayer and spell tending hearth and womb even in its last week shorn ghost cries and wings Ides of December here pines ache and sing bellow and divine

felt tired, tied to her bone harp her bone cage resonance what part of me could be free when i couldn't see to smell where i was

juicy and tart little apples very sweet and dripping behind the bite will make for good baking a backyard half bushel from a friend was a good year for home trees orchards too i suppose easy Spring, hot Summer lathe and hue... 🍏🍎🙏🏡

to discern parabola moods from insight swung angel harmony lethality hides plain sight wants to eat wants emotional humanifest-ed physical absolution pray spell we on window sills taut tip iris waded lottery ever Spring flow stasis glow hawking trinkets jangle head fate boulevard Kali Yuga

i am utterly beguiled by the speckled light that dances in your eyes as you hold me 'neath these warm autumnal skies, & when i'm enveloped in your arms i always find myself sinking into the solace that is you, my bellwether of hope, my destiny of smiles, my adored forevermore. #vss365 #FoxProse

bellwether cat sparing my birds the pounce #vss365 #haiku #BlueskyPoetry

LEMMINGS EITHER SIDE It took one #bellwether To lead the first lemming off the cliff, Now there's an infinite flow, A torrent of disciples Crashing into the rocks. They don’t ask questions, Just mumble their silly mantras Recently learned from the c*nt in front of them. #vss365

forgotten in hues the bellwether of no one talking to the sea #haiku #vss365 #bellwether

The appearance of the Catskills to west of us was our bellwether. It the mountains appeared clearly, dry weather was ahead. If the mountains appeared shrouded in clouds, then a storm was on the way and if it were winter this meant snow and plenty of it. #vss365

To know the bellwether of the nice scene surfers was autumnal. The thin niceness covers the lack of concern for how one-dimensional the scene being painted really is. If someone needs that to ascend, maybe they're better off in the background. Heavy leaves fall. #inkmine #vss365 #bellwether

hiding heaven in plain sight star folk teleport about hiding eyes disguising empty space as a wired soul the East lanterns needs, iron rich marrow finds where is immutable salvation kept as every garden here is lethargic lock box and shame as soon as we enter any house of our undone #emoetry

#Emoetry for 9/23/2025 is #Lethargic #writingcommunity #poetry @fafo-poets-society.bsky.social

I remember your #berry stained lips As you handed me some too The innocence of you The innocence of me A #kindness true When our legs Were little And smiles Bigger A little Too Long Ago #emoetry #whistpr #poetrylovers

*THE MORNING RUSH...* #tanka #poetry #prompt #writesky #skypoets #spokenword #poetrylovers #blueskypoets #whistpr #berry #poetrycommunity #emoetry #kindness #blueskyrelay #brisk #vss365 #reinvigorate #RetroArtPrompt #crown #OurPoetryX #open_ended #2wordprompt #design #turn *Audio On, Please* 🗣️🎙

Feeling a bit low Kindness seems in short supply Time to up my game #Emoetry #Kindness #Prompt #Haiku #Senryu #Poetry #Writing #SelfReflection #KindnessStartsWithMe

a poem and words set free between us wing feathers of a stolen flight of birds Orion and Venus yes, I wore your sanctuary a sown Dawn worn night tippled topped steeple light Love smiles us breath by breath mile after mile bellwether and cupola barefoot tonguing darkly rung things #vss365

It's false isn't it when reaching sunlight tells you it's always warm give me clouds bestow rain let thunder loose again it's false that all sunshine may heal, some may silence you especially in eclipse I know the dark better than light #RetroArtPrompt

#vss365 #bellwether Go ahead and check— I'll be following the bell on a sheep's neck? Go ahead, next guess— English vss was our bellwether, yes? No: We quit for an immortal poetry bit—I haven't yet (yesterday) but today I won't forget to memorize Japanese; to surprise you w their Basho haiku. 🐸✌🏼

It seems I am ready. Are you?

it was no more than a dalliance moments strung together with kisses words thrown about thoughtlessly passions progression labeled love no desire beyond now #perhaps . . . #VSS365 #poetry #poetrycommunity #amwriting #aiartist

Welcome writers, and friends to this Tuesday. Take the lead, lift your story from imagination to ink 23 September 2025 #vss365 #prompt word, is #bellwether

big puddle~ a girl jumps splitting the cloud #haiku

#surreal #moon #art #photomanipulation #surrealism #artsky #creative #creativeart #artoftheday #photoedit #manipulatedphotography

Yesterday was the first day of autumn which also felt like the last day of summer. Now it’s forecast for five days of rain and I’m off to the mountains and rivers. Leaning into change and release.

I have untitled demise in my mind so much so I can summon a sentence only to sleep for the rest of the day still, a lot happens in one cycle like a leaf, Autumn kissed you have to let go to be reborn painfully #SenseWrds

When I'm #lethargic nothing more cathartic, than a trip to the #cottage— out to the #field, barefoot, glorious #grass underfoot, joined with the earth— that #bellwether of comfort, our primordial Mother. Though we've hurt her so very much she still cures all, with her healing touch. #vss365

goosebumps chill breezes kiss summer goodbye #DailyHaikuPrompt (chilly)

#vss365 #reinvigorate #poetry #BlackSkyRelay A reason…to let it out 💜

summers end the split-bellied figs fill with wasps   -Sara Winteridge https://tinywords.com/?p=43946

Petit matin Un buisson d'étoiles Au milieu du chemin Courir au bord d'un lac Même en rêve +++ Early morning A bush of stars In the middle of the path Running beside a lake Even in a dream #ombres #tanka

the arms of the willow drape so lovingly i think of mother Fireflies' Light, Missouri Baptist University Issue 25, March 2022 #tanka #tankapoem #micropoetry

we came upon a bureau of reflection some remnant of a bygone era an era when teller windows were aged by wired stimulation a simulation of simple paces duel meanings yoked to a Sun burning us long enough wished we hadn't fled from biology wars digging in, living near oaks almost underground

tree poems when hyper motorways spray ley lines tempest to fern unfurl tool loot a went away spray art arterial reach words became quiet scents CS sents cognitive slip nets, wards breakfast another Monday neck shoulders a resting lips ate an "l" because they didn't want anyone to know

above kitchen walls the great West at Hope's expense eats grasslands, deserts, mountains rain to river valleys tilted and silt slicked look out limbs jag lip patio East a portico spent remains lantern urn flower pots night eating us still seeking redemption before there's no light left

a good little series to Autumn binge... www.youtube.com/watch?v=gp2J...

root bound found ways serendipitous melancholy an old holly clings west leaning sunlight worn brick patina evening wears the crown palm sounds cupped into a breath into rain into why time emits one life per held glow bones sown hinterlands spirit lands old souls a whorl cling like late hoppers

Is it a mass psychosis or is it quantum entanglement?

we turned towards the East and said our prayers our bodies given over to the ground we found ourselves ready to begin

we became that which we feared incalculable survivalist mania skeletal alchemical thefts of soul bargain legacy rights spirit begged street mercies stilled spilled filled cup alms we knew then only of being sated under a gun shell fallout sky a world viewing tomorrow what it takes getting by

infuse fuses roots uses what a sluice is soul pan rain can you explain to you as a child might ask or seek refuge from deluge of constant motion taken away from being a tree sometimes you have got to reach into slowed down till sown one breath at a time even with each of our rising costs of Life

apple palmed thoughts walking into Autumn 🍁 gourd four corners

#vss365 #reinvigorate #poetry #blueskypoet #skywriter #poetrycommunity Fast and loose and follows not a single rule of poetry, but it's honest. I will throw some razzle dazzle into the next one! (Maybe)

weather the tethers run with scissors eggs on little piles of salt what have you to tell me in a language i have never heard before something of a more than i might imagine when enrapt with scent

hearth spells Mabon apples in a bowl rubbing things with sea salt and ground spices dancing the between(s) poems and other chants we keep keeping ourselves with