March comes in like a lion, and a year offers its bounty in so many ways, so for let's celebrate with the intensity of the pen. Be creative, and don't feel you need to use the words. Combos are always welcome. Include #FoxProse for RTs.

Here's some #pennedreveries writing prompts for March if anyone wants to take part... #WritingPrompt #WritingCommunity

March Prompts for #BedroomEyes

I am obsessed with the sunset in your eyes the errant freckle on your chest the way your lips twist into a smile the words you recite to woo the sun in my skies #vss365

#laid #poem #spent #poetry #writing #prompt #poetrylovers #poemsabout #poetryprompt #5amwritersclub #freeversefebruary #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity @daveashleypoet.bsky.social @thebrokenspine.co.uk @alanparrywriter.co.uk

don't fall for my words I am fussy and incompetent in this game of love

bring me a higher love I don't want roses or flowers give me your soul or that rusted old heart of yours #bedroomeyes

Tandem parachute, Passion flared in mid-air, rush Of a higher love. #BedroomEyesPrompt #AHigherLove #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity @oldsoulprose.bsky.social @southernjam.bsky.social

wildfire letter virgin parchment silken threads scented with plumeria love notes scribbled with haste not a minute to waste my desire for you #loveletters

"Is this love? " is not a question I need ask, my heart holds the answer. #bedroomeyes #isthislove #haiku #senryu @oldsoulprose.bsky.social

I love Fridays, or #PoemsAbout day as I now call them. Here is my offering, and I look forward to seeing all of yours 😁 #Spent @thebrokenspine.co.uk @alanparrywriter.co.uk #poetry

Is this love does he like me does he like me not the text message sits on read #bedroomeyes

What is this love, this Storm of emotion, merging Thunder and lightning. #BedroomEyesPrompt #IsThisLove #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity @oldsoulprose.bsky.social @southernjam.bsky.social

Eight movies to get to know me: 1. Annie 2. Ferris Bueller's Day Off 3. Breakfast Club 4. Only Lovers Left Alive 5. Mystic Pizza 6. Steel Magnolias 7. Captain Marvel 8. Grumpy Old Men

Ignore me. I'm being a menace tonight.

the cycle of crimson circles continues petals of poppies benign thorns red roses blood to be spilled my last known grave #foxprose

chances taken roll of the dice petals of daisies cotton candy floss lottery tickets what will it cost your soul or mine

love emergency do you hear me I want you like flowers drink the rain skies open wide thunder calls your name dance beside me in the storm #bedroomeyes

Love emergency, Kicking cars out of the way To get to your door. #BedroomEyesPrompt #LoveEmergency #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity @oldsoulprose.bsky.social @southernjam.bsky.social

#BedroomEyesPrompt #LoveEmergency #sonnet #promptcombo #rupture #poem #writing #writingcommunity @oldsoulprose.bsky.social @victoriaspires.bsky.social @southernjam.bsky.social

you call me I don't hear do you even know my name when you've written it into the stars

Enjoy the fruits of my procrastination: Chapter 7 : Broken heart, what broken heart is live! 💕

So in my brilliant moment, I accidentally deleted part of Chapter7 😭😭😭

Withered old umbrella Shelters me Within I droop #vulnerable Forever chasing footsteps Sunk deep On runaway clouds #emoetry

red hot lovin' gauntlet of desire fingers on the pulse of her neck heartbeat thrills in anticipation fellowship of initiation cult like praise flayed on his altar dusky skin black lace nightgown a most sinful sacrifice #bedroomeyes #foxprose #pennedreveries

This avocado tried to kill me. Nearly sliced off my thumb.

your love is enough far away than my hands prefer but you are constant like the tears in the sky waiting to envelope me in the most beautiful spring

Prettty pretty love poetry Hiding behind ambiguous Beginnings middles and endings I always find that one true meaning Circling floating #orbital though All about me You us Back to me This life Ouroboros Through moon starred dusky lined poetry #vss365 #poetry

I typed the words #knowingly that I could fail to learn your name or that I could fall the moment I said it out loud #vss365

the spine bends downward dog twisting to a melody muscles swearing planks trembling inhale exhale repeat #FoxProse

catastrophe on a Tuesday words spilled on a Sunday murder on a page written in blood red ink #pennedreveries

barefoot on a Sunday she dances through July summer breezes surround manes of effervescent waves a siren in need of satisfaction eager delight of a wanton demise #solitareprompt

Come hither With your fingers Do not dither Soothe away my shoulders #tense With only how you can Make them dance sense #emoetry

Don't we try to love love We give it all we got You finally left the table And what a simple thought You're starving til you're not 🎶🎤

www.youtube.com/watch?v=ThHz... Song from the last album you listened to

Thought this would make a nice prompt. When I have more time...

we bend if only to break fractured into shards but someday those pieces will create something beautiful hopeful to drink from those lips again

sending you love to get you through this rough patch everything is temporary someday you will write new chapters of a love that is worthy that will make you forget the scars 🫂💕

careless whispers become heartless phantom touches where you once laid indentation a hole you carved inside my heart #heartless #vssdaily

#IsmuasMonthOfMusic #MusicChallenge 24) feels like an apology I Didn't Mean To Turn You On Robert Palmer youtu.be/lyNa-ReeZc8?...

Poet: My love! I will write your name in the stars. Muse: With what? Poet: With words! Muse: Words are themselves written. They are not utensils for writing. Poet: I am now having doubts. Muse: About me or the stars? Poet: About everything! [For (and inspired by) @southernjam.bsky.social ]

if you fall in love with a poet they will write your name in the stars

jewelry of moss slinking along skin thistle wrapped around her neck ivy on each breast flowering blooms below the waist a paradise to be found through a bitter wait #foxprose

some hearts are temporary some hearts are meant to comfort in the still of the night some hearts are meant to be ghosts #bedroomeyes

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Familiar apparition for its 12:12 visit, and I am a compass spinning. I am the North and South Pole, inverted. I am altitude sickness, and I am a depth implosion. 𝘍𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘳, hands flat on cool tile— and wonder how I fared against myself this time. #Poetry #Poem #BlueskyPoetry