it was a wonky edit, so she eschewed the goggles, dove in the crystal sea. all the tension on set fled her body as she floated on the waters. eyes in reverie. #vss365 #bravewrite #vssdaily #emoetry 📷 flickr | florida memory

longing for summer moon hangs the tide night surfing #dailyhaikuprompt #micropoetry

stardust and flame #3wordspoet #micropoetry 📷 pixabay | Nicole rose

it was 3am, she floated downstairs, trailing her ball o’ fluff, a nightly ritual. neighbors, partying late, may have glanced with scorn. it didn’t upset her equator. opening the door he shot across the stoop. out he went—cattin’ around. #vssdaily #wildwalkprompt #emoetry #bravewrite #vss365

california sunflower dreamin’ #3wordspoet #micropoetry 📷 wikimedia

the hemisphere of language is song evanescent, arabesque not a kooky bird an official nightingale keeping watch with selene accompanying moonlight voice curling the starry night ‘til dawn a rising incense #bravewrite #vssdaily #wildwalkprompt #vss365 #emoetry #microportry

love begins with a memory of a kiss, hugging me with the slow beginning smile of a promise kept here between us where presence warms like light becoming infinite in a glow that we tenderly behold in this space we hesitate to name as we give breath to one another as the lamp of dawn softly turns on

bringing over the #3wordspoet writing prompts from the old site since host @3wordspoet1.bsky.social is no longer active here. accept no ai imitations. #micropoetry #poetry

sands of memories #3wordspoet #micropoetry 📷 unsplash | wolfgang hasselmann

the brown parcel on top of her luggage, delivered last week, lay seemingly ignored. passing it often she stole furtive glances wondering the fate of its contents. the culmination of her hopes & dreams, wrapped in clouds, dwelt in that unknown box. #vssdaily #vss365 #emoetry #wildwalkprompt

#vss365 #Symphony #Nature #Music The rain begins, again. I hear it stumble, then find its rhythm. Each drop adding to another - sound taking shape. A car passes, its splash joins in. Then the gusty wind section and the percussive lightning. The 2nd movement of the Storm Symphony begins.

the symphony swerved to a halt. there’s blood in the snow. innocents dead in the streets, ripped from homes, in detention. how do we write as our empire falls? the days grow dark, darker still. crumbling feet. #vss365

embarking on the appalachian trail of the new year she saw a formidable opponent ahead. not spooked by the challenge she forged on, trekking through the wilderness of being. checking her rations she was equipped for this last, protracted battle. #vssdaily #wildwalkprompt #vss365

A poem laden with manifold density pine trees in misty fog hidden paths and hoots where all is unclear except possibility. #micropoetry #5lines #poetry

Sunrise. December 29. Cascade foothills. 🩷🧡

the relaxing hour #3wordspoet #micropoetry 📷 unsplash | brooke lark

since #3wordspoet is one of my favorite writing prompts I thought I’d bring them over from the old site since @3wordspoet1.bsky.social isn’t active here now. accept no ai imitations. #micropoetry #poetry

let them colonize mars hallucinating billionaires #vss365 #micropoetry

as the year is winding down I thought about my favorite books, stories & poems I’ve read. this short story ‘report on the thing’ by clarice lispector is a favorite. what are your favorite reads from 2025? #writingcommunity #vss365 #micropoetry #amwriting www.vice.com/en/article/r...

bear trap lured by sweets wrong bruin *a local bear has been camped out for a month under a house. a trap was set but a different bear was caught lol (no harm has come to the bears) #dailyhaikuprompt #micropoetry

basket in hand, the founder of the estate meandered, appraising her garden. she felt vindicated; the frosty air was no match for the winter harvest—pomegranates, figs & pears. #vssdaily #blueskyrelay #whistpr #emoetry #wildwalkprompt #vss365 #micropoetry

mulled wine holiday mirth twinkle lights #dailyhaikuprompt #micropoetry

Another beautiful #sunset in the neighborhood, ❤️ #Pittsburgh #photography Happy Holidays everyone!

I crave the fogged cold misty muted snow distant traffic sounds like bells and each yellow streetlight holds a pool of gold. #micropoetry #5lines #poetry

a fixture in the glistening snow uncertain her eyes struggled to behold a large moose the beauty of nature reverence #vssdaily #emoetry #vss365 #whistpr #blueskyrelay #micropoetry

it’s never too late to be a child #micropoetry #poetry #christmas

a very merry christmas & happy holidays to all 📷 unsplash | uladzislau petrushkevich

ninety-nine percent of the time she’ll lay down her arms won’t shoot oh but that one percent #vss365 #micropoetry

#Regret is just love with nowhere left to go, circling back like a bird to a tree cut down, still looking for the branch where it used to land. #poetry #vss365

The clouds lounge causing long shadows to caress darkened windows what lies behind silently waits the coming rain. #micropoetry #5lines #poetry

she doesn’t regret their long revolution the universe expands a distant galaxy of good complexity—a recent past stars collapsing under their own weight she no longer mourns the finality astronomy of love #vss365 #micropoetry

howling winds, banging an insistent suitor at the door #micropoetry #poetry

ermine moth draped in white fur coat king of rock #dailyhaikuprompt #micropoetry #elvis 📷 wikimedia

there are no memories she doesn’t even know his name no recall #vss365 #micropoetry

new travel bans much of africa the statue of liberty (a replica in brazil) topples—falls on her face prophetic people.com/statue-of-li... #micropoetry #poetry

she’s not mad just trying not to go mad #micropoetry

she speaks plainly they tell her what they think she wants to hear she wants truth unadorned by fear #micropoetry #poetry

#Vss365 In a #boho cafe, I sip from a cup of sunrise, its porcelain rim against my lip. The steam rises like a love song, fragile, vanishing. I’m not drinking coffee, but rather the world’s breath. Each swallow is surrender, each warmth a union, each sip a kiss from existence.

boho. bohemian. the hippies. the beats. the avant-garde. the romantics. romani. the other. unconventional. countercultural. nonconformist. the rebels. the artists. the musicians. the writers. the wanderers. wild & free. #vss365 #catalogpoem #micropoetry

#tanka sometimes I write poems in the snow knowing only the moon will read them

i wish i was a little frog napping in a dahlia flower

she couldn’t read his weather #micropoetry

she floors the pedal careens around the sun hangs a left at orion won’t do this again #micropoetry #poetry

tuberose fragrance of desire decadent #dailyhaikuprompt #micropoetry

an obsidian nocturne m.youtube.com/watch?v=eOS0... #3wordspoet #micropoetry

knee deep the consolation of birdsong #vss365 #haiku #senryu

in this age of the panopticon do the intelligentsia need to buy smith coronas, tap out their so-called illicit thoughts and distribute them by (sleight of) hand as samizdat? #vss365 #micropoetry

Obsession’s intense and adoration is hot love is too, and more #haikufeels #obsess

it was the 70s. my sister & I were in the den watching reruns on the old black & white. I love lucy, the brady bunch, bewitched. the picture would start to jump. give it a whack on the side of the tv. it’d shape right up. sometimes we’d put a fat hardback under one leg & tilt our heads. 😂 #vss365