∴ sails billow, grayveined lacuna of gods admits we unmoor as one hands forsworn, spinning stars through windfallow armor wholeborne yestermore ∴ #vss365 #haikufeels #thingstowriteabout

“The journey itself is my home.” — Bashō

I took a walk with morning then I realised how vulnerable she really was

If you see me walking by Don’t let me be shy Grab a hold take control You’re the only reason I’ll be there Of me I need you to take care Our bond is from the same love soul #bedroomeyes #poetry

echoed candor and freedom torn dreams dipped in bloody black fragmented lives may never mend #micropoetry #poetry #writerslife

In a blink of your eyes, like a #nova you see, flashing brighter than the sun moon & other stars, sending me hyperventilating into #hyperspace, yeah I’m floating. & if there ever is a crash landing, then let it be in your arms. Arms of an earthling or not. I don’t care. #366ff #poetry #scifi

Let’s sip elderflower tea By the light of the lampshade In my bedroom We can pretend to see the moon and stars across my ceiling It’s a witchy twitchy feeling in my breastbone But I don’t know Who’s casting this spell You or me #poem #poetry #blueskypoets

the sharp edge of silence my bleeding finger #Photography Guavaberrie @guavaberrie.bsky.social

Final poem for 💛#ChildrensMentalHealthWeek 💛 is about ‘banter’. Spoiler alert - there may be some comeuppance - hopefully it can spark discussion! 😊 #poetry #poetryforkids #kidlit #anemone #ks2

🙏 @alanparrywriter.co.uk @thebrokenspine.co.uk #PoemsAbout #Undressed #poetry: ©Jan Peters/Solivagant Wisdom, 2025 #TheGaze #Depression #Adolescence #Vulnerability #IngmarBergman #FannyandAlexander

manifestations like steps in unconstrained fashion through shadows strange only a creator knows their tags and the price of genius rushes the way once before once #creative #poetry #writerslife

Consciousness and love as currents of a single infinite river.. Love the fragrance that fills the space; igniting as it expands— The breath of existence is our birthright— not a privilege to be attained, Before thought, before identity, dissolve into one boundless act of being. #TheCosmosSpeaks

The gentleness spoken across the firmament. #Photography #Aurora

There is A deep #lacuna Separates My Haves and Wants It makes finding Satisfaction A goal That truly daunts I worship My possessions So I know I’ll ne’er be free As you read this On your smartphone Know You might be like me #vss365

The entirety of space was just one big #lacuna. Dylan knew that more than most. Just … emptiness everywhere but in the most tiny enclaves known as stars, planets, moons. He found pleasure in understanding how microscopically tiny he was in the grand scheme of things. A little point of life. #vss365

the surge of words the tempest of the verb the radiance of utterance all pointing toward another realm a fissure in the real the #lacuna that language reveals and conceals intangible sovereign still it exalts us or devastates us consumes us or sets us free #vss365 #poetry #blueskypoets

Under a sunset on Laguna beach, I heard a sirens song. But, there was a long #lacuna within. I think she was tired of being forlorn. So I dived in, saying “I’ll be your king!” She said in a thick cockney accent; “ na luv, I’m 4 undred yrs old! Your too young, soz.” #vss365 #microfiction #vss

As I said yesterday, I’m #LFC through and through. But this from my dearest #MUFC friend is just magnificent 👇

..i just want to laugh with the rain.. under sunbeam-champagne-rays.. peace is so wildly misunderstood.. © - dww

I am the sun You’ll never feel To the #dark #lacuna you run For any light~will kill I am the #RareDisease DNA chose you 1 in a million receive Only way out~is through I am the moon & stars In a vespertine garden you bloom Glowing from within~not from afar #BraveWrite #vss365 #PoetryCommunity

Lacuna Matata What a mysterious phrase Lacuna Matata Ain't no passing haze It means an open gap, of worries For the rest of your day Not a problem-free Phrase, you see #Lacuna Matata #vss365

Good morning. spring is trying to spring shoots, long dormant play peek-a-boo snowdrops cascade down the bank their pretty white heads turning toward the sun spring is trying to spring daffodils with closed bonnets patiently await their turn as the Iris grows taller and taller #poet

Not that you'd be able to tell it, but this strange offering from me was inspired by one of @thewombwellrainbow.bsky.social poems for #PromptCombo #ecstacy hosted by the wonderful @dragonslayerma.bsky.social From the sublime to the ridiculous. In case you can't tell I really suffer from vertigo.

@dragonslayerma.bsky.social Squeezing one more #ecstasy one in. #PromptCombo #poetry

Incoming tempest— Clouds hover like angry ghosts Yet my spirits rise My (📸) #vss365 #haiku #ghost

footprints of rain across the forehead of this day as I sit in silence beneath the arches of a rainbow where everything changes yet nothing stays the same

last quarter moon if not for this windsong I'd forget you #DailyHaikuPrompt (moon)

Threading the tides.. “To stand at the edge of the sea, to sense the ebb and flow of the tides…is to have knowledge of things that are as nearly eternal as any earthly life can be.” - Rachel Carson atmos.earth/ecological-w... #rockingtuesday #tides #biodiversity

a streetlight halo the cherry tree in stillness waiting for something

all at once the hedgebirds tell me look up #DailyHaikuPrompt (twittering)

Remembering Dawn, Our Dear & Beloved Friend @DawnHosmer7 on X, Whom Touched & Will Always #Touch Our #vss365 Lives… My Love To Her Family As They Honor Their Beautiful Mom, Grandmother, & Wife On Her Birthday Tomorrow…🕯️🕊️ #RIPDawn #ForDawn #RestInPeaceDawn #RememberingDawn Love, Aspen #BraveWrite

Don’t think apartness breaks what hearts have made. The sun will span all space to warm the stone, So too does love traverse each distant shade, For I am with you when you are alone. #vss365 1/5

#tathata #wildself #stormsoul #blizzard #jan23-27 #vss365

#2wordprompt They tasted pepper spray My writing feels too shallow To make a difference #haiku #poetry

The killing of Alex Pretti is a heartbreaking tragedy. It should also be a wake-up call to every American, regardless of party, that many of our core values as a nation are increasingly under assault.

#SenseWrds Prompt 181 | moving, quiet, reflections #viator #poetry

halo moon, more snow on the way #haiku

if only you knew how hard and how high she reached the ache of her years #vss365 #ache #haiku #poetry #photography #eastcoastkin #nature #scape #ice #snow #tree #art #writingcommunity Photo: Our true story is told in the shadows, just like the trees shown here in this winter scene.

You have a window installed in your chest so I can see what you mean. Peeping between ribs like blinds at your fist of a heart, pale- knuckled pounding. Wants to be free, you say. But my guess is, your heart is knocking for better luck than me. #vss365 (pale) #ThingsToWriteAbout (window)

Now that the sky painted itself through her window, her #soul drifted between #zones, gathering the grammar of quiet. Each morning a pink woke her without #alarms, silently. And there remained but one #shadow, of the one who had left, still learning where light pauses. #vss365 #2WordPrompt #Oulens

#AlphabetChallenge #WeekFforFramed #mobilephotography #photography #tanka

new moon the long exhale of going unnoticed #haiku #dailyhaikuprompt

my eyes look raw in the phones reflection no smile, no #empathy devoid of curiosity touched in the brain pan #ridges turning into plains the synapses smooth to the erosion of an aching wind in search of meaning or a wish to carry ...or even a leaf to chase #vss365 #touch #emoetry #wildwalkprompt

the silence of the mind licking honey from the dawn creature of the wind you touch me and kiss my life echoing through my spirit I carry you quietly #poetry #poetsandwriters #M

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚍𝚜.. 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚍— 𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚊𝚖, 𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎. 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚌𝚎, 𝚗𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚍: 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚋𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎, 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚜. #MadeRadiant #Stellar #SkyPhotography

Keep warm out there everyone… ❄️ #januarysky

Cover reveal: This is the second book in my present septology called "Confluences." The first book was "The Dude Work" The forthcoming books will be titled "In Your Mouth", "The Drey Skin." Book six and seven are called "Water Bodies" and "Confluences"

the end of the sound of everything, the sound of snow falling — Maya Okuzaka Sound of Flowing Cloud 雲の音 Koichi Ito

Unyielding Hand Facts are not ours to command. They bend not to our demand. They are the unyielding hand. The real refuses your design. When you maintain your false line, You face the truth's sharp incline. #poem #poetry #poemoftheday #poems #bluesky #blueskypoetry #photo #art #facts #truth