#dark days passed They pass every night I either wake up to another 1 or not Life can’t consist of either Must there be more? I know what my dad taught me I’m happy for the memories I’ve forgiven the nightmares Or have i? Is there more darkness within me than i know? I try not to wonder #vss365

Broken bones Crying voice Long shots Wishful thinking Bad dreams Daily nightmares Lights out I live elsewhere Feel unsafe Broken trust Lonely peace Selfish solitude Want to see hope Losing more than i gain Challenging nothing Everything becomes painful #vss365 #bones

They found the #bones out in the desert. Not a single skeleton, but hundreds of human remains. Rumors sprung up about cartel murders, alien conspiracies, cultist rituals. In the end the local sheriff traced it all to a shifty mortician. But that was so prosaic no one wanted to believe it. #vss365

Once faithful pillars, her bones implode from within as the opposition advances with steadfast conviction… an unwavering army that does not doubt its mission. #vss365

The #bones of the last great giant were buried here with these ruins. We feared them long ago. They laid waste to our villages & savored our meat. Until we killed that first one by chance & discovered the secret to their ruin. We paid them back in kind & became the giants we once feared. #vss365

They practise osteomancy— throwing the #bones. She can feel the future In hairline cracks but no one taught her to make a clean break. #vss365 #bones

You had your shot you missed your chance twas was you I sought for sweet romance ran cold not hot held firm your stance no #bone I got no bulging pants fuck this I thought need do's not cant's so off I'll trot no second #glance you had your shot you missed your chance #vss365 #inkmine #poetry #poem

A maritime lawyer from Yale Feels his int’rest in law start to #pale. He’s filled with regret, For he’s drowning in debt– So at sea in his field, he can’t bail. #vss365 #Pale #Limerick #Limericks #Rhyme #Humor #Law #Lawyers #Humour #Poetry #MicroPoetry #LightVerse #Idoms #Poems #PoetryCommunity

The cold crawled Over his skin Scratching, searching Diving through flesh Seeping into #bones Consuming him Completely #vss365 #poetry

starting anew every day the endless search for Self for home for a house with good #bones #vss365 #prompt for Feb 9 is #bones

#vss365 Where there's skin & #bone, and half of me has a twin I own; that's all I can argue and win while I'm holding this mobile phone: 2 = 1 + 1. Don't get it twisted into 0 + 1 + 1. To stop staying "no one" we need a math tutor where the Sun is bigger than none. To accomplish "no thing"

We reached their pillar of #bones, gory skeletons on a pole sitting cross-legged atop one another up to fifty feet The One Twice Alive closed his eyes. "I bless these victims, and bring them to rest." And the tower crumbled into the ground, a great sigh heard #vss365 #WritingCommunity #ReaderSky

Beneath the #moon's glow I #bone up on my reading front #yard #vacation #DailyHaikuPrompt #vss365 #2wordprompt

Vertical vs. Horizontal In tartan weaving, a vertical stripes is a #pale (aligned with the #warp) & a horizontal stripe is a #fess (aligned with the #weft). When these two identical "pales" & "fesses" intersect at 90-degree angles, they form the #sett (the repeating #pattern). #google #vss365

#vss365 at a loss the ledgers incomplete were bones on the desk thick cloth the sails from trawlers hung as they did filling with wind and letting go on ropes every shelf a year past the flip calendar still on two weeks ago when his returns were called as due

Her bones were not calcium but wandering— a quiet architecture of longing that carried her across the earth. Road dust learned her name, horizons opened like ribs, and though she had no home, the world held her upright with an invisible skeleton of stars. #vss365 #bones

Layers Crying onion Skin & more skin Flesh stuck to bone Tears sting On fresh wounds I prefer scars I prefer having loved But beggers can’t be losers Choosers or abusers of gooners Just a dick Just adict Ted to love pity Pity love Pity fuck Pity all The whole onion #boneS #vss365

another me? How can that be? Pale like the moon Fully lit at night Keeping me awake Or alive Too tired to dream Too sleepy to see Going temporally insane Hopefully Tomorrow i’ll have a great weekend story to tell #vss365 #pale

Is there justice? Or just pain? Is there only luck We call love? Life leave #wounds Marks of time passed Why time travel is impossible A broken soul glued back together can’t be unbroken Too many variables Not enough excuses Only one reason to try Again One day at a time #vss365

Vulnerability To cry But it’s to heal To accept becoming stronger Being humble A heartbreaking moment Deep cuts Kind embrace Like you treat a wound A soft patch Comforting bandage #vss365 #wounds

One touch of souls The other haunted by a ghost Henry the eight Pottery shapes Full embrace of love after death Resurrected hope No time for dreams Just stuck in limbo A gum under my shoe So many banana peels left behind No chance Only painstaking aches Of a hollow heart #ghost #vss365

"Fell Away" He was the dreamer Building his life out of nowhere The only believer In his room Where answers failed to appear Now he is screaming In a box without holes to breathe It all used to be easier Then all his thoughts and prayers Fell away

To die for Sweet #pain To live for Sweat & pearls Suffering pleasure To celebrate To embrace Inhale a dream Leave the rest behind Running to take off Nightmares of flight Waking up biting my tounge Won’t admit my falling for you I’ll take it with me To nowhere forever #vss365

Soothing pain At least i don’t panic Just feel the reaction Letting the body face & overcome the hurt Another heartbeat slightly higher & harder Makes me reflect on how precious all this is One day it’ll leave me where i stop feeling Everything & anything #pain #vss365

Guaranteed death if i attempted to climb Everest Would it be painful? Probably so cold i’d feel warm & die of hypothermia Or just slip & fall Skiing on my ass until i fall through a 1 mile deep crack & not being able to comprehend this rapid end lights would just - #pain #vss365

Hello drugs Bye pain Consistent poison Numbing the problem Like solutions But not the right embrace Sick of fighting Tired of being tired Enjoying without guilt How can i justify it all Why can’t it all just turn to ashes Don’t need the salt in my wounds Only a pretty hi #pain #vss365

Nerves shred in devious wicked ways clusters of #pain pouring dark fire. No medicine to calm or even allay, nerves shred in devious wicked ways filling despondency throughout the day creating another intolerable mire. Nerves shred in devious wicked ways clusters of pain pouring dark fire. #vss365

on a breath of wind torn from the stem the pappus rises both happiness and pain within as it churns and spins sailing and surveying a foreign vale no root or anchor there so unknowing then swirling through that unfamiliar air #vss365 #pain #poetry

#vss365 #pain let's swim naked in the moonlight kiss away the sorrow wash away the #pain feel the pulse of a new tomorrow learn to dance in the rain

Pt389 Peering round the bush, Ang saw a large, black car coming from up the road. She was pretty #confident it was what Robert called a limousine. It drew closer & stopped in front of Ang. Moira Freedman opened the door. A deep #pain stabbed Ang’s heart. “You might as well get in.” #vss365 #WIPSnips

#vss365 #pain The poet cracked his knuckles; pain, soul, even death? Delicious, no self respecting poet would ever turn down the chance to write a poem on pain, what’s tomorrow? Sorrow? I think I shall never feel again, Sharp blade of exquisite pain… Oh the possibilities.

2.3.26 the #pain I endure comes less from culture wars and dissipated love or the malaise I feel in my tummy than from the minutes the hours rife with possibility I squander in the doomscrolling semiconsciousness of this our modern age #vss365

'Aaaah. Nooo. Make it stop.' 'Pixie, what's wrong?' Sniffle. 'It felt like someone was stabbing my eardrums, Gabe.' 'I'm sorry, Pixie. You seem better now. Can I get back to harp practice?' 'NO! I mean, let's go have tea & brownies, just to be sure the #pain doesn't come back.' #vss365

“The #pain of Spain, lay plainly in the Main.” That’s what you’d say, again and again and pray for rain to come wash this stain. And I’d say, “And what of Britain. The sun never set on its murderous domain.” In Lisbon, Paris, Berlin and The Hague their mea culpa was in no way less vague. #vss365

slip into the narrative the scenes i write the moments i imagine when lost to the music visions of being lost and visions of you all to alleviate the #pain #vss365 #poetry

‘Doc, you gotta help me with this chronic #pain. I can’t focus.’ ‘Tell me about your average night.’ ‘Well, they wear a suit of armor and carry a big sword.’ ‘No, I mean what happens at bedtime. Is sleeping difficult?’ ‘I don’t think so. I’m pretty sure they take it off.’ #vss365

It wasn’t #pain, it was a sliver of glass in her heart, a rucksack of rocks on her back, a black hole in the core of her being. It dragged her soul down to hell’s coals. And it chilled her like the snow dusting the tiny headstone and mound of earth. #vss365

The cold invades my body #pain with every movement they tell me all I have to do is to keep moving or take more vitamins or get off my duff and exercise to get stronger They don't see the medication or the weekly injections or the tears late at night #vss365 #chronicillness #poetry #writing

#vss365 #pain #poetrycommunity you are with me in every touch, in every dream I dream, and every step that sleeps and slowly learns  your pain.

slip under the waves of sleep; here I feel no pain nothingness is bliss #vss365 #pain

Kisses or bullets Damage all the same Whole holes Enough to sink any steel force Mind’s eye over coldest of hearts Blue blood Purple rain Grey matter Lost souls Homegrown madness Foreign interest Domestic violence All’s the same Comes & goes Then & now Emptyness remains #soul #vss365

Shells that failed to shield The fraction of a friction A pulse too strong Too real Too good to be true Like with most loves Love to like it Fear to love It burns Supposed to But unsure still Wandering zombie Through crowds of fallen souls Against the grain of joy Wanna turn right #souls #vss365

A lost #soul lurking in the sun How else could i imagine Haunted by shadows & angles Looking for angels in the wrong places Ready to fight my demons in tight laces Scorched by curses & burdens Happily laughing at others Knowing fully i’m the folly #soul #vss365

"There's a #shadow hanging over me..." 🎶 "What's that?" "An ancient song. Terran, I think." #VSS365

You see, she said it isn't right to bifurcate the whole to denigrate the physical and elevate the #soul; You see, she said with eyeballs and receptors and a brain— and every revelation is complicit with the same: Your self your only frame #vss365 #prompt #amwriting #poem #poetry #writingcommunity

my #soul resonates when i think of your touch butterfly wings dandelion seeds on a zephyr sweet vague notions kaleidescopes and cataclysms in exquisite resplendence tearing dreamscape skies with impossible light and rapturous rains delicious intimacies darling i... #vss365

Darkness borne of reaching hands. They come to ferry you home. Watch dreamtime shift desperate to guide them as they go. All while red land she weeps her stolen children’s echos cry Their pleas carried upon swirling winds Across vast lands Lost #souls unfound They wander forever and alone #vss365

Vincent, a fragile tortured soul, who gave us blooming flowers birds and winter grain, he taught us how to love by giving us his pain, it was all he had to show us he was true, there never will be anyone as beautiful as you #vss365 #soul

You glow like dawn on edges of a dream, Casting soft glimmers through the velvet gloom, Each flash, a promise, each flicker a beam, In your embrace, the shadows find their bloom. So let us sway where dark and daylight play, In love’s sweet realm, where #shadows find their way. #vss365

I lost my heart and #soul in LA when the Rams didn't make it to the Superbowl. Now that I'm humble I gave a thought to Cath on Bumble's return path to math on grok's X. My ex keeps asking me to go w her to bluegrass. No. The benefit of not having a soul is having a very February goal. #vss365 🍉