New World Poised Prepared Scared I place One foot forward To begin My journey Unto a Brave New World Full of Possibility To be made As I see Fit A world Of wonder A world Of opportunity A world Without You

Not for me, but I'm sure I know people who would go for it.

3 months I heard you’ve forgotten me You’ve found someone new Time for me to move along Adventure to forget you 3 months

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Trying hard To see the light Darkness of mind Darkness of soul Pushed away What was right In my haste It laid me low Getting up Take on the fight Moving forward I have to go Darkness follows Like the night Need a way out Against the flow Kind words Give sight Take the step Going home

My love for you is an unearthly tide, pulled by moons not orbiting this world. It hums beneath my skin like a forgotten star, older than language, stronger than gravity. It reaches for you through veils of time and flesh, refusing to be contained by mortal bounds. #vss365 #poetry #unearthly

Broken

Crossroads Three choices Three chances One decision Forward The unknown Look back The way I came Twisted by my choices Dark with turmoil Clinging to me Like the jaws Of a hungry beast Shudder Baulk Worry Look forward My achilles heel Decisions Forward? Back? Crossroads Which way? I take a step

What is love? The answer intangible yet two concepts entangled in my mind one is comfort— sitting in silence on the sofa reading alone, together the other is chaos— souls set aflame the heady delights of desire from morning to night maybe love is a balance of comfort and chaos #BedroomEyesPrompt

Pet the belly

I feel this

Needed to hear this today.

Hits home, hard.

It’s the Feds making Portland look like a war zone— not the protesters. And honestly, these protesters are brilliant. They’re flipping the whole authoritarian cosplay on its ass!

#Giddiness in #CywyddDeuairFyrion I see you there, we both just stare with joyful grins and hearts in spin for a moment all else absent craved reunion restitution #poetry #emoetry

I love you beyond what language can carry, beyond sound and syntax. Words slip off my feelings like rain off a raincoat, inept at holding the weight of what it means to breathe your name. It lives deeper than speech, older than thought, a quiet pulse under every silence we share. #vss365 #raincoat

Diane Keaton, the Oscar-winning actress known for a prolific career in uplifting comedies, has died at the age of 79. More: www.rollingstone.com/tv-movies/tv...

Richard Ahnert (Toronto-based Artist) "The Other Side", 2025. Oil on Canvas, 61 × 45.7 cm. Private Collection. #art #painting #painters #BlueSkyArt

You’ve got a friend in me! Kitten cleanse.

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Canadian Thanksgiving Monday. I am thankful for my friends, my mews, and my boobalah.

You know the assignment 👍

The Medieval Masterpiece, the Book of Kells, Is Now Digitized and Available Online

I walk the garden barefoot grass underfoot, intoxicating petrichor rising, a heady haze, the fire of life pumping through my veins. When the moon said 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘦 I did not listen. A divine bite, juice dripping from my chin. I give up I give in let existence take me. #MPPrompt

Kitten Love

Composing poetry Never to be read Espousing ideals Never to be gainsaid Expressing emotions Never felt, but dead Revisiting memories Never dreamt, but led Existing virtually Never inside my head Erupting anger Never seeing red Managing existence Never having lived

March March us into conflict March us into war March us to the battlefield And all its bloody gore March us ‘til we fall March us ‘til we're dead Then pick us up Turn us around And march us off again

Day after day I awake Your name on my lips My decisions Haunting me Churning my emotions Your touch But a dream Your voice An echo Our past A memory As I stumble Through the motions Imitating existence Trapped by my mind Afraid to move on Knowing I’ll lose Not just you But me as well

Embers to ashes Warmth becomes cold When does a relationship Become lack lustre gold Laughter to sadness Joy becomes tears When does a relationship Become filled with jeers Harmony to clashes Words become silence When does a relationship Become a contrivance When does a relationship die

You asked I spoke truth Which upset you I understood But the gap It began I texted you You didn’t respond I waited My mind snapped Old trauma Reared its head Paranoia Fear I pushed you away Never to return For that I’ll never Forgive myself

My heart and mind clash. One pleading for what still feels alive, the other whispering surrender. Love is the ember I keep cupped in trembling hands, while reason stands apart, cold and watchful. Between them, I fracture, choosing neither peace nor release. #vss365 #poetry #clash

They are gone I must move on Begin to heal Forget to feel Just walk away With soul frayed The journey begun Not two but one Unknown ahead Behind me dead Can this I do? See it through Time will tell I wish them well.

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Forever Is a lie Perpetuated By jewelers And big church To ensnare The unwitting In a scheme That lines pockets Breaks souls Males lawyers rich It’s an outdated Phenomena Best left To the past Forgotten Completely

I knew someone who this song spoke volumes. They are gone now…

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Three things that will never happen for me: 1) win the lottery 2) get out of debt 3) hear from my ex

Just one word That’s all I wanted That’s all I needed Just one word Instead of assumptions Instead of the silence Just one word Could have saved us Could have healed us Just one word

Your silence Speaks volumes It screams At me In ways Your voice Never did Driving home The meaning Of your Unspoken message

Today in wacky Siberian news! ☃️😀 Scientists revived an extinct plant whose 32,000-year-old seeds were found beneath 100' of Siberian ice. 😮 unionrayo.com/en/extinct-p...

It’s hard to say goodbye to some who has already left.

A friendship splinters, each blow of the silent axe felled by words unsaid. #haikufeels #splinter #micropoem #micropoetry #3lines #poem #poetry #haiku #senryu

Clouds from this morning’s drive.

oh, love murder me no flowers fill my vases with moonlight and the gentle magic of your quiet affections #poetry

Every day I will try harder to be a better person. It is the least o can do.

It's pumpkin month!!

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