Trying out haiku. Seems fitting for observing nature and decay. #poetry #haiku

She invited you into her life, accepting you as you were, an unbridled mustang she simply longed to ride, and ride she did, fingers intertwined in your wild mane, as she broke your spirit, in the most delicious of ways. -Samuel Decker Thompson #poetry

We as a society have more than we ever have had…it’s been taken by the few. So many have been left behind. #poetry #workingclasspoetry #freeverse

Sometimes we don’t say what we should at the time, and sometimes we don’t stand up. Doesn’t mean we can’t change. #poetry #workingclasspoetry #freeverse #resist

Lamenting on urban decay, and decline #poetry

The best place to dance? The shower Just don't fall and die #poetry music.youtube.com/watch?v=yLFY...

"That Prince of Devils" My drawing of Antonio Carrasco. While facing a firing squad, he saw one of the men about to kill him shaking. “What are you trembling for?" he said, "I’m the fellow that’s going to die. If I had a chance to kill all of you, I’d be glad. I wouldn't shake."

@vss365hq.bsky.social #poetry #vss365 #onslaught

but this is good.

The sun replaces the moon The tide reshapes the beach Your love displaces my fear #vss365 #poem #poetry

@vss365hq.bsky.social #vss365 #displace #poetry

#hbp #hbp114 #poetry #mineshaft

Anarchists have a 'bad name' in the media, not because they can point to one indiscriminate massacre by anarchists--there have been none--but because the one thing holders of power fear is that they personally should be held responsible for their own actions Stuart Christie

#vss365 #poetry #tardigrade

My breath Visible for the first time this year Dissipating in the cold air And In the distance Mountains, majestic, silhouetted. A quest for solitude, peace A return to my grandfather The old man, spent years there And from beyond the veil In the autumnal sky He welcomes me #Sensewrds 5 #poetry

Normalize slow writers with seasonal depression and full-time jobs. Like, 500 words is a good day for me and I will not be made to feel bad about it 😂

Driving along the backroads Prairie grasses, bent in the breeze And the smell of rain on the air One old lone tree Contrasted by a blackened sky I looked at my passenger She smiled They could feel the electricity Or, maybe it was the approaching thunderstorm #hbp #poetry

Hear how the gravel crunches when you first step onto the road, preparing to bolt across? My son, it is like nothing else in the world. Feel the anticipation and courage stir within you like thick venison stew. Yes, plant your feet. #Yes, lower your antlers. Yes, RUN for your life! #vss365 #hbp

#Yes can take you far It opens doors, it makes friends It helps others And rises like the dawn However, you can never be sure what the new day brings Sometimes it’s hurt, or heartache Other times it leaves you smiling It is both lock and key #Yes is a tool like any other #vss365 #poetry