there are stories in those photographs you should write them 💕

there is art in these small moments heartbeats in a song time stamps forgotten until the feel of a human touch the robots can't reproduce that keep making art there is no art in mass production

i arrived at depth in the dark in stillness i witnessed clouds inking out the stars the sea quenched the shore where i longed to waken my heart in the end i became the mountains the sea and the night. #writing #poetry

I love a prompt where I don't know what the heck it means there's a lot of it lately good for you smart people I'll just slum words over here in the gutter

Good morning, BlueSky. #Caturday

VIENNESE COFFEE, ANYONE? Truth is, when one needs a quick shot of espresso with a bit of pastry, Vienna's bakeries are up to the task! At Mel and Coffee we shared an excellent carrot cakes too. Then off to Schönbrunn! Hietzing, 13th District #EastCoastKin #ECK #Photography #coffee #Bakeries

computers and clicks divine intervention on a back lit screen we toss words to the wind hoping the seeds will land and bloom feel the love in your heart #bedroomeyes

You are easy to want hard to ignore

She wore her love like silk, Draped over her like an #investiture From the ambrosial sea. #investiture #vss365 #poetry

Affogato, the perfect combination of Coffee in a bowl of Gelato in Italy 🇮🇹 🎥 pastrywithjenn | IG

orchids looking over a parking lot redemption denied falling petals the dirt went unwatered kindness an inheritance it only wished to taste a singular sip #foxprose #pennedreveries #bedroomeyes

Blackout Poem (original text Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness). #poem #poetry #art #writing #redacted that river was the farthest point of my experience Then I got a passion for maps and all the glories of blank spaces on the earth I would go there. The blank space.

Left them where we met, Orchids looking over a Parking lot in Spring. #BedroomEyesPrompt #OrchidsLookingOverAParkingLot #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity @oldsoulprose.bsky.social @knickersnpearls.bsky.social

#ScavengerHunt2 #MusicChallenge #MusicSky Day 18: a messy food “Lady Marmalade” - Labelle m.youtube.com/watch?v=t4LW...

#StreetArt by Gaia #Baltimore, #Maryland, #USA

#StreetArt By Gaia #Baltimore

Current embroidery project.

I forget to open the replies on my poems oops

my world is blanketed in grey this morning eerie in silence the dawn refusing to wake hot mug of coffee in my lap the laptop turns on a bright rainbow waiting for your touch

I want to be wild as the rolling ocean but I am listless as seafoam, tired from crashing over & over am I justified then in hugging the shore? seeking safety & comfort over adventure reading the signs of my restless soul, the answer seems no yet she's moored on the beach unless I set her free.

nightly realms of fire bathe his dreams radiance in rivets luscious bubbles glistening against olive skin slinking seductively virginal mounds calling his name a priest steadfast in his desire to win heaven's gate the devil calls 'join me to burn' the siren seduces

death in a cubicle comes slowly she whispers as she hallucinates goats in coats the never-ending workday #bedroomeyes

Debby Harry. #Photography Donna Santisi /Getty Images

drooping with rain yesterday's prized peony #haiku #poetry

#vss365 #mythological #scifi Planets scattered like a game of marbles, cosmos in chaos. All bcos the old gods in their infantile age sat in a rage. Thors’ #hammer had been flung into a blackhole & not returned. Their childish gamble had been wrong! So, it was another notorious Thor Tantrum.

#StreetArt & #AudreyHepburn by #StikkiPeaches in #Paris 18th Montmartre 📸16/4/2024

oh to be the pen in your hand scribbling verse on skin in between your lips contemplating verdant verse sweet incantations midnight sin

do you feel it when I linger in your words a silent promise unspoken

For the Women Who Conquer the Dark We gather where the night feels thickest, where shadows press in like warnings, where every sound carries weight. We do not pretend the fear isn’t real. We name it. We taste it in the back of our throats. #poetry #witchcraft

quiet pond— a wisteria petal chooses not to sink #haiku #poetry

she wears violets like diamonds a daisy chain of love letters and sunshine around her throat her smile holds me tight against the darkness of night #loveletters

tinder ignited by lightning the slow touch of skin whispers in the dark hearts on fire promises made on kindling the pause of dawn winds whipping through words too tender to burn #foxprose #pennedreveries

2015, Wisconsin Maritime Museum. I was thinking about this photo all day.

Any art or creative endeavor should be brave and potentially embarrassing. #musings

what is a name a sacred call jasmine on the breeze sunlight in her hair lips sweet with honey he calls her just the same

a solitary soul isolated and alone clinging to hope clinging to sunrise the light the eye of a storm in her eyes

www.instagram.com/reel/DV_PYwL... How gorgeous. Want. Need a higher pain threshold.

When autumn moves in yellow wisteria leaves turn to sunshine dreams. #DailyHaikuPrompt #wisteria #yellow #haiku #senryu

there are needles between her fingers and strings between her toes she’s stitching herself together —eyes and ears and mouth and nose #poetry

thunderstorms awake gentle rain stay in bed a little longer go back to dreaming a touch slightly out of reach

audacious smiles remembering that time stolen moments within hidden tapestries ask me once, maybe twice to hold you tenderly inhale that kiss a little slower make time stop fill the tank the road is long #bedroomeyes #pennedreveries #foxprose

I gripped summer hard, fierce, not so fierce for even my hold is soft monsoon has made a promise I look forward to when able not a drizzle but downpour sometimes soft needs unfiltered and real-raw to bleed in time with #poetry

life is full of ups and downs hang onto the joy tighter have hope that the lows are short

oh, love hold me in your tender mouth speak me into shades and shadows paint me in tones of dusk and twilight hold me, love the way the sky holds it marvels #poetry

twisting my fingers and toes for a bit of good news some happiness for you

night fading into dawn blackbirds' song carried through April showers released petrichor tickles my nostrils I am watching the darkness slowly folding its wings #SenseWrds 208 #poetry #freeverse

lazy sundaes are best spent in bed

To Daffodils Fair daffodils, we weep to see you haste away so soon, as yet the early rising sun has not attained his noon. Stay, stay until the hasting day has run but to the even’ song. Robert Herrick #poet Daffodils #Poetry #SundayYeiiow