- i am so tired of this transactional love, each kiss a quid pro quo, a bartering of invisible goods, each time we make love, a new issue of the same magazine, the same contributions the same words all leave me so bored, ready to cancel this subscription. - #vss365 #poetry #read

- shackled by life reeds cling to my feet hope stalled in sunlight’s echo until you hold me your kiss transports me from this shoreline laced in memory’s ache and this flightless being takes wing knowing what it means beneath a fulgent sky at last to rise to be free - #poetry #vss365 #read

- cities burn. i can taste the sear of flesh, the human barbecue has commenced. hatred splits love like a needle through an atom and amidst its embers, its aftermath, the oracle Asimov weeps: science gathered knowledge while we spurned common sense. - #vss355 #poetry #read

- i counted the stars captured in your eyes until i lost track… not of them, but of the small calculations that keep two people alive long after the numbers have lost their meaning, long after we discover the stars are watching us back. - #vss365 #poetry #read

- here in the torment of Tartarus black this brittle shadow burns from within alone with what's real: flame and blood and pain i long for the soft blue of rain i ache for the myth we once called us tremulous and fleeting - a quivering leaf still crimson in winter - #vss365 #poetry #read

- we have returned to this mountainside to seek reprieve from the judgments that yet plague us… meted out measure for measure i can still see the appleseed sin lingering in your eye holy juices wetting Isabella’s chin we watch aghast and feel forgiven. - #vss365 #poetry #read

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- i lean into your voice, reading the moss upon rain-slick stone, a living text, a testament to connection, in those subtle words, full of spacious intonation, i see an author, whose vast literature unfolds through every breath we share. - #vss365 #poetry #read

- luck was never kind. we both wore our scars with a secret shame, but that first kiss defied every prophecy. the oracle told us it was the law of averages making things right. we just called it a good Tuesday. - #vss365 #poetry #read

- i spied you tracing runes upon the tidepool’s surface, so certain of your wordless need, a secret language long tutored by the nymphs, while i stood apart, alone with the morning dewdrops trembling on my skin, the sea kept faith, never teaching me how to speak. - #vss365 #poetry #read

- watching puddles gather on our balcony above the sea, we sip our morning coffee in silence, contemplating the rain, contemplating the endless ache of tide along the mossy stones, their subtle history, capturing all that we are, so relentlessly returning. - #vss365 #poetry #read

- we are lost and seeking in a foreign place your face erased all the need it once held seeping between my knees until all that remains is a porcelain slate absent the geography i once knew too well incapable of emotion or retained desire to relearn the language. - #vss365 #poetry #read

- from behind your easel, you once told me that color is a kind of anonymity, a place for an artist’s soul to hide. now when the morning light, alive with dust motes, falls blank across your canvas i wonder what it’s like to be famous, rendered pastel yet unseen. - #vss365 #poetry #read

- wet leaves cling tight against my windshield, desperate to be seen. you used to say how autumn’s auburn was Demeter’s mask, burnt and fading. the first snowflake her bespoke tear, an education in mourning. - #vss365 #poetry #read

- we camped in a lea full of starlight, sharing an apple cut by the same dulled blade that once knew its edge. you said the night felt domestic. as if the dark might roof us, as if the crickets were a song on the radio, a white noise to help us forget the cold. - #vss365 #poetry #read

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- your frail face fades inside the mirror, slick entrail tears spill past the glass, a sorrow which will not still   we pale creatures cry, echoes without end for this love, its reveries, its endless afflictions. - #vss365 #poetry #read

- high noon watching vultures descend negotiating the air, all wings and patience, each turn a quiet contract here upon this scorched land we once called us the bones collect death conducts its business without need of words. - #vss365 #poetry #read

- Listening to Radiohead’s “Codex.” One of those songs that gut me. Tears. So hauntingly sad. The fucking power of a good lyric delivered well. WOW. - #lyrics #sadlyrics #music youtu.be/T7t38uDUg5E

- i miss the nights we trembled like cobwebs in a tree. the crinkling crispness of the autumn air, the leaves gamboling down the street, each of us a jack-o-lantern lit from within, smiling wryly, secrets safe and decaying, greeting another moonless Halloween. - #vss365 #poetry #read

- the tide rolls in, surf pounding the earth, wounding my ears; the dream of us just a scream at sunrise. shoes wet on the rocks. for a moment i prayed the waves might take me from this gray. but they do not. instead, they drown light’s final rays, judging them more worthy. - #vss365 #poetry

- we knew our love believed it could outlast itself awash beneath the pull of an urgent argent moon two makeshift shadows dancing in aftermath’s wake until we were subsumed… half gesture half reflection never whole again. - #vss365 #poetry #read

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- i see your shade flicker and flit ‘long the misty morning moor gravity no longer can hold you untethered from the rills of sweat that creep along my back that tie me to earth freed from the tears that baptize my face like an epithet for Keats. - #poetry #vss365 #read

- deep in night’s slow ache, your breathing keeps me. a faint, heliacal blush leaks through the blinds - as if the dark were learning to let go… i reach for your hand, unsure if i am morning or what endures beyond it. - #vss365 #poetry #read

- where the stream joins the forest, there at the ford you await me - cloaked in crow feathers, mantle drawn to hide a need, reveal a fear rooted deeper than words. our love a sacred tree where terror meets desire - its most urgent and wanton seed. - #vss365 #poetry #read

- in the garden that grows between faith and abandon the Book of Life glows from within where its light ends and the shadows begin unseen things seek to read its words leaving even the slightest fingerprint to prove they were clean - #vss365 #poetry #read

- you said love is energy, but i felt its decay the half-life in your touch still burning in my skin an afterglow that lingers an ache that fails to cool a small sun learning to die beautifully. - #vss365 #poetry #read

- i cannot find you, fumbling down half-lit hallways in this memory of a dream’s first emotion a saucer of milk half-spilt on the floor a door closed forever when the mice took over echoes moan the ache of the sea your name, lost to me in this emotion of a dream’s first memory - #vss365 #poetry

- in the dark you whisper the violence of forgiveness words that split atoms caught between desire’s soft ache we collapse together complicit in our decay mere fragments spinning left only to ask why love never settles it just divides explodes and begins again - #vss365 #poetry #read

- New #poetry today 👻 Creepy poems each week, leading up to Halloween 🎃 - #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity #readingcommunity poetrybyps.com/2025/10/18/h...

- you always said our future would arrive without ceremony yet each morning a goldfinch hovers - its reflection pressed against my window seeking a furtive glimpse of love’s humblest party only to find a darkened room confetti still floating in half-sipped champagne - #vss365 #poetry #read

- an inhuman distance has grown between us. be it time, or the space between stars, we have drifted and lost each other somewhere in the deep of night, the liminality has hardened our hearts, more android than human, colder than the void we sail. - #vss365 #poetry #read

- an inhuman distance has grown between us. be it time, or the space between stars, we have drifted and lost each other somewhere in the deep of night, the liminality has hardened our hearts, more android than human, colder than the void we sail. - #vss365 #poetry #read

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- deep beneath the August doldrums the city radiates fatigue we walk side by side conversation circling the drained fountains silence aches - our history sublimates, leaves arid space between us the sun refuses tenderness just unbearable heat & the long walk home - #vss365 #poetry #read

- it was autumn when the dream of us died. there, on that bridge, you winced a smile golden birch leaves falling clinging to your hair, desperate, unearthly hands begging for one more chance to thrive to survive only to see as did i the resolve in your eyes. - #vss365 #poetry #read

- you laugh and the world forgets its bruises i want to keep that sound – pin it gently inside this moment before it skitters off small and gleaming and wounded like a beetle escaping our palms. - #vss365 #poetry #read

- you often speak of comfort in thread counts that feeling of sheets soft as a rose petal holding your body close... such deluxe luxury if that is so, then your love contains the tightest weave pure Egyptian cotton - soothing me, softer than a dream. - #vss365 #poetry #read

- i want to call you, but pride lodges like a song stuck in my throat; regret, a skipping record, full of static and unease. and yet, with everything lost, love lurks in the quiet - a stubborn undertone neither of us can ever fully unlearn. - #vss365 #poetry #read

- love’s river runs swift full of anger and need when your tears drown us the water is swarming with piranha again all teeth, blood, and loss leaving me torn to pieces adrift, unable to mend - #vss365 #poetry #read

- the forecast calls for a partly cloudy day with a chance of rain i smile watching your eyes gather azure skies deep in thought, your coffee growing cold no need for a raincoat today only the quiet of its possibility. - #vss365 #poetry #read

- i loved to watch you paint, your eyes somewhere else - lost in a soft moments' passion. a pastel sky came alive beneath your hand, filled with the verve of birds in flight, searching for the perfect color we could never quite find. - #vss365 #poetry #read

- i found you skipping stones at dawn your laughter tangled in the cattails you promised nothing but trouble your libertine heart would never be contained i just smiled watching ripples ebb and fade - #vss365 #poetry #read

- i found Javier crying on the stoop, his father was taken by ICE today. the bruises on his cheek: proof of resistance his mother’s sobs from their apartment upstairs: proof of love ash drifted down the block from the bonfire of green cards burning in the park. - #vss365 #poetry #read

- we’ve worn out every argument, let logic run to rust yet between what we meant, the heat of what we said, there is the hope that love survives each clash, forgives each cruelty - that our blades stay sheathed, all our truces hold for today. - #vss365 #poetry #read

- i grow by the brook it sings to me but has forgotten my name time has forgotten me us you and there is a thirst no song can slake the sun warms me i associate that with love or its memory when there was you. - #vss365 #poetry #read

- bluebells ring faint ‘long the forest's edge adrift in pollen & ache you are present in an oleander breeze laughing at how we cannot cast shadows i advert to a blackbird’s song she beckons me to the evergloom 'neath the birches where my shadow withdrew, long ago - #vss365 #poetry #read

- we whispered little white lies never fearing the consequence of accumulation pulled tight like a sheet on a bed too cold to share only later did we learn truth is elastic: it stretches beautifully - right before it breaks - #vss365 #poetry #read

- fruit grows in your sacred orchard oh, to taste its nectar… to feel its juice run down my chin sweet against my skin sticky and blasphemous wipe the pulp from my lips savor its thickness feral and alive to know you deep inside and all your unholy secrets. - #vss365 #poetry #read