we looked away once and the whole horizon changed without needing us #haiku #vote

I feel wobbly, like an octopus #falling through the sky, tentacles reaching in all directions hourglass eyes counting the seconds until I go SPLAT #vss365 #poetry

#victory a pennant waving on a pole stabbed into a body ribs are stable, the heart's burst and gone and still the drums roll on, our thirst growing #vss365 #poetry

I took a #gamble at #midnight felt my way down the hall without a light, hand on the wall praying that this house was mine, not his. then I heard the straining of a harp, the voice of Orpheus #vss365 #poetry

#primitive scratches on the wood, shaky letters our playground musings #vss365 #poetry #senryu dedicated to the hours I spent looking for "chalk rocks" at recess and practicing writing

we threw ourselves at the stars and almost perished ...and it was #wondrous #vss365 #poetry #senryu

#vss365 #rift #poem we are born that is the rift between the human and divine; to cross that sharp and jagged line - this is the challenge this is the gift

a tear turns into a #rift something like #gravity pulling us apart, down into a well of dark thoughts. I'm holding my breath, but soon I'll have to let them in #vss365 #poetry

my heart is weathered, its craters and #crevasses deep my feelings folded and tucked in for safekeeping. but one #signal from you and I would remove them, paper blooming open for your perusal #vss365 #poetry

weigh day, #judgement day, get poked and prodded and bled day and pay for the privilege to be allowed to stay employed #vss365 #poetry (sry I don't like yearly health checks I know they're good for me)

your touch still lingers rough and abrasive, why were you polyester? title: pants I maybe wanted to buy #vss365 #senryu

#immerse me in the universe, an immense primordial soup, the boiling void, the endless dark - where I can be destroyed, taken apart and remade #vss365 #poetry

the tide is #tether -ed to the moon like a wandering dog, there and back again, laying treasures at my feet before it rushes back in #vss365 #poetry

#intent is the spice, not the base you are not forgiven murder done with a well-meaning face nor does a shower of petals mean nothing when viewed, though the petals themselves do #vss365 #poetry

quiet #betrayal turtle sliding off a rock curses gravity #vss365 #poetry #haiku

moon flickers #feral devouring the stars and pieces of itself #vss365 #poetry #haiku

snow meanders down #luminous in the street light like long-gone moon bugs #vss365 #poetry #haiku

the #barren pond crawls with bugs, navigating rocks blasted clean, in search of sustenance. the old home of the ducks will soon be primordial muck if nature has its way #vss365 #poetry

I floated in a velvet void until I came upon a star and #unalloyed joy threatened to singe me from inside. I burned to take it, and yet who would buy it, in this empty world? And who would the foolish peddler be? #vss365 #poetry

"guinea pig" the #diligence of a little pink ear, waiting for a bag's crinkle #vss365 #poetry #haiku

stars steep in the sky #evenfall like curtains drawn 'gainst the chore of day #vss365 #poetry #haiku

Fears are #fleeting Like a school of fish Swirling against currents That long to pull you Into the unknown You fear the sunlight Glinting off silver scales So you never dare To swim beyond Those perilous eyes The world is a shark Ancient & indifferent It keeps moving Why shouldn't you? #vss365

feather tornado aftermath of a hawk strike #fleeting glimpse of fate #vss365 #poetry #haiku

#vss365 Rot-ocol An apple   rots     by mathematics. Sap   runs     its haunted elevator. Roots    convene their tangled      parliament; worms    revise     the soil. Branches    draft     weather-notes. A pear   falls,   not gravity down, but like an idea aband‑   oning    its     grip. #haunted

Where do souls go when we die? Do they float up to the sky? Will they sink if we have sinned? Or just vanish in the wind? Can they seek a newborn home? Turn to #haunted ghosts and roam? It’s my hope each soul endures And that mine will stay with yours. #vss365

the #misfit ghost is #haunted by the spectre of endless solitude #vss365 #poetry #senryu

#dewdrop on a web some water for a spider tired of life's juice #vss365 #poetry #haiku

when the world is gray I name the tones - #moonbeam, stardust, river stone, #dove - and imagining the half-dark as something I love helps, a bit #vss365 #poetry

your #name is the one I gave the #phantom aches of my heart, ages ago when I could not pin my hopes on the men around me. it is #dear; do not sully it- perhaps we should not see each other again #vss365 #poetry

we are #dichotomous seeds from the same tree, and yet we appear different. one turns toward the shade, the other to the sun. one drinks with thirsty roots, the other shuns sustenance. and yet, when you gaze upon our countenances, there is a haze of sameness #vss365 #poetry

the roughness of these thoughts, the sediment of so many years now exposed by the rain #♡ᝰ.🖋️ #poetrysky #poetry #poem #blueskypoets #micropoetry #poetrycommunity

I have heard - some people say - that nature abhors a mirror - rain washes paint away - and #lightning strikes the vain #vss365 #poetry

I turn #tactician when I close my eyes, the hour before sleep spent reviewing the how and the when, and when dreams come I navigate endless seas of scenarios, from birthdays to tripping over graves, in hot pursuit of a case that won't stop ticking #vss365 #poetry

my #pyschopomp was a trail of ants, tracking from the shadows of my kitchen though to the sugar-studded sky, the #lunar light glowing on their thin-haired carapaces #vss365 #poetry

the mottled #cat pads through the leaves, like a shark in sunny waters #vss365 #poetry #haiku

I went #fishing for the moon in a puddle in the parking lot of a big-box store, my lure made from pom-pom shed, the hook, the crook of the lip of a Coke can. Like most fisherman, I didn't expect to catch anything, just to count the quiet seconds. #vss365 #poetry

"There are two #wolves inside of you. Wait, three. Four? Six? How many of those nano-pills did you swallow? And where in heavens did you get the wolves to put in them??" #vss365

silver brows above #jade -d eyes, the dragon bows his head to cry rain #vss365 #poetry #haiku

there is a clown but no #trickery. there is a blob and a goblin and a living fossil - only a sampling of folk from #undersea #vss365 #poetry

he bows his dark head as cloth is placed 'round his neck. the mantle's heavy, the #hammer of judgement invisibly hung from it. the hood of #investiture the sepulchre for his past self #vss365 #poetry

he asked for a #word but he gave me a tirade too many to count #vss365 #poetry #senryu

" #Water?" he offered, minutes away from verbal evisceration #vss365 #haiku #senryu

on the street I pass a ghost from my past and I pray that they don't speak - a whisper would wound me, a shout startle, and if they started #singing - I just might join them #vss365 #poetry

we lived on the #banks of time dipping our toes in once in a while then laughing and dashing to smack one another with our newly wrinkled toes #vss365 #poetry

you struck me with indelible #ink staining your hand but painting my face with a clear sign of your cruelty. they still won't convict- the courts, that is. public opinion runs rampant #vss365 #poetry

all we found was an #arm lying in the sand its granite hand outstretched. was it still pointing the way? we didn't have the water or the wages to wager we left dreams of paradise in its palm #vss365 #poetry

a #pen in the #hand is worth hours of brainstorms get to writing, ya'll #vss365 #poetry #haiku (kind of)

in empty desert a #man stands tall. once a day he is alone but after that his shadow grows #vss365 #poetry

‘How long have you worked at this aquarium?’ ‘Forever.’ ‘You have a favorite?’ ‘There’s one species that I tend to #exalt over all the others. The dolphins.’ ‘Why?’ ‘Most people don’t know this, but they used to walk on land.’ ‘Really?’ ‘Yeah. Then evolution de-feeted the porpoise.’ #vss365

we #exalt the sun that gives us light to see. yet call our eyes #illusive when they view that which we can't believe. who truly makes this world, #conducts this symphony? #vss365 #poetry