Winter breath questions the heart whether warmth endures. #BlueSkyPoetry #prompt winter breath #BSPP47 #amwriting #writingCommunity #poetry #poem

Hearth shadow stays up all night, guarding memories no one remembers. #BlueSkyPoetry #prompt hearth shadow #BSPP47 #amwriting #writingCommunity #poetry #poem

Even a candle’s wick questions its own purpose, knowing the fire consumes what it nurtures. #BlueSkyPoetry #prompt candle wick #BSPP47 #amwriting #writingCommunity #poetry #poem

The apple’s chopping tartness woke the mouth from sleep. Syrupy moisture broke through skin, a trace of orchard sweetness, the edge of spice sharpened, warmth pressed against the tongue, knife of flavor cleanly drawn, memory bright against the tongue. #firewords280 #prompt chopping tartness

Tavola d’Oro Perfume The table glows with warmth, heavy with dishes that steam and shine. Outside, leaves fall in quiet turns, and the air carries the spice of baked pies and wood smoke. A faint trace of hand cream lingers after the meal. The day settles softly into gold. #perfume #poetry #poem

Grief lifts with the wind and hurt twirls across cold rooftops, silent apologies drift past frosted windows as words scatter along icy alleyways. Pride loosens its grip on aching shoulders while tears slide over silent streets, and hearts follow the wind’s quiet trail. #OurPoetryX with the wind

September sunlight pools over the lake, cattails nod, white plumes waving in warm air, the gentle hush drifts across mirrored water, summer folds into autumn with soft reluctance, the season bows out in quiet motion. #BlueSkyPoetry #prompt gentle hush #BSPP47 #amwriting #writingCommunity #poetry

Amber light stains the hour’s breath, moon drifting above tiled roofs, the citadel outlined against the night, reflections rippling through the bay, the city hums with burnished light, night folding into saffron quiet. #BlueSkyPoetry #prompt amber light #BSPP47 #amwriting #writingCommunity #poetry

Pesca di Alice Perfume A summer house full of open windows and sunlight. Clean, crisp air mingles with fresh peaches simmering on the stove, sweet and warm, ready for jars. The scent is bright and pure, carrying life, care, and the quiet joy of home. #perfume #poetry #poetryCommunity

The carved turkey lies, a fallen general, dressing strewn as defeated soldiers across the platterfield, cranberry sauce bleeding like captured banners— plates mark the hush of ransacked excess. #firewords280 #prompt ransacked excess #writingcommunity #amwriting

Fire smells like honey filtering on the breath, sliding down dark’s throat— a coating warmth against the back of night’s tongue. #BlueSkyPoetry #amwriting #WritingCommunity #SkyPoet #SkyPoem #PoetsOfBlueSky #poetry #poet #poem #WritersOfBlueSky

In the abandoned station, a settled scent scrapes against peeling paint— benches iced with winter frost lie silent. #BlueSkyPoetry #prompt settled scent #BSPP47 #amwriting #writingCommunity #poetry #poem

Huddled in a blind quiet corner — the heart’s last hiding place, away from clumsy hands that fumble, from promises that slip through fingers, from trust that fractures too easily. #BlueSkyPoetry #prompt quiet corner #BSPP47 #amwriting #writingCommunity

Waves of memory wash inward, salt stinging silence. Old voices break like foam against the tide of thought— a vessel cast adrift on the quiet unease of familiar, vanishing shores. #OurPoetryX #prompt cast adrift #amwriting #writingCommunity #SkyPoet #SkyPoem #poetry #poem

Station hum thrums through thought, breath fogs the glass of reason. An inner voice announces delay— three minutes to hell. Panic gathers like passengers, each heartbeat pushing to get onboard— thoughts shriek like train whistle blows. #OurPoetryX #prompt 3 minutes to hell #amwriting #poetry #poem

A heartbeat in the dark, soft ember glowing. Air trembles softly, cold fingers of night brushing memory. #BlueSkyPoetry #prompt soft ember #BSPP47 #amwriting #writingCommunity #poetry #poem

Warm wool tastes of winter sunlight, and carries the scent of lingering afternoons. #BlueSkyPoetry #prompt warm wool #BSPP47 #amwriting #writingCommunity #poetry #poem

Flickering flame argues with the night, each daring the other to vanish first. #BlueSkyPoetry #prompt flickering flame #BSPP47 #amwriting #writingCommunity #haiku #poetry #poem

Beneath fear's cloak, bold whispers draw you near, unveiling paths where shadowed doubts disappear. In trembling steps, untethered strength will rise, like dawn emerging from night’s veiled skies. Embrace the fright; through darkness, the light will sing. #BornBattleReady #prompt #whispers

Barbeau dishes return in thought, the hush before grace, the slow clink of forks— as though memory were still being served on porcelain time forgot, and time remembering time, a childhood measured in meals. #firewords280 #prompt barbeau dishes #writingcommunity #amwriting

Each body walks with its own ending, a hidden time beneath the ribs. It breathes there softly in its silence, the stillness of beyond within— not in shadow or in grief, but as a tender reminder— to live is to be at the beginning. #OurPoetryX #prompt beyond within #amwriting #writingCommunity

The seed beneath frost waits inside the noise of melting frost, feels warmth through restless cold, listens to earth sensing light, presses upward without hesitation, trusting darkness to loosen, growing even when unseen, rising blindly toward bloom. #OurPoetryX #prompt inside the noise #amwriting

Each wall screams tangerine, then emerald, then wine— a procession of color down the corridor, each doorframe lit with inflated gusto, as if brightness alone could banish stillness, or paint might trick the air into life. #firewords280 #prompt inflated gusto #writingcommunity #amwriting

Moonlight stares through open curtains, settling across the bed like calm breath. Stillness gathers in the folds of pajamas, dust on my heart settles into silence, and quiet draws the body homeward. #OurPoetryX #prompt dust on my heart #amwriting #writingCommunity #SkyPoet #SkyPoem #poetry #poem

Morning unbuttons the sky as the old man watches light tiptoe across fallen leaves. Work no longer calls— so the hours open gently, teaching the eyes to linger, each gleam a quiet revolution in the late apprenticeship of seeing. #OurPoetryX #prompt #quiet #revolution #amwriting #poetry #poem

“Jumping Jargon” Language that shifts abruptly between disparate topics, creating a vibrant but fragmented discourse. It reflects the restless, dynamic nature of human thought and conversation, capturing the fleeting and unpredictable essence of transient communication. @dyadigmas.bsky.social

Mammoth puffs, Mesa's lore, Canyon's twist. @trilisypoetry.bsky.social #amWriting @fravery.bsky.social #BlueSkyPrompt13 #poetryCommunity #poetry #poem #BlueSkyPoetry

Gratitude turns what is present into enough. #Aphorism #prompt #gratitude #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompt #PoetryCommunity #microwriting #maxim #adage #microfiction #epigram #axiom #precept #dictum #epigraph

The heart trembles in storms, yet lifts each pulse toward hope unseen, like footsteps on wet stone, weathered by tide, yet moving against the wave. #OurPoetryX #prompt against the wave #amwriting #writingCommunity #SkyPoet #SkyPoem #poem

A “pattern of thought” is a riverbed carved in mind’s soft clay. Ideas flow in channels, turning stones of insight, ignoring wider floodplains of possible understanding. #OurPoetryX #prompt pattern of thought #amwriting #writingCommunity #SkyPoet #SkyPoem #poetry #poem

Irregular rhythm – an arrhythmia of life, the frailty of living pulse. Each throb uncertain, a tremor beneath bone, like water between stones, repatterning to beat, sustaining its rhythm. #OurPoetryX #prompt #irregular #rhythm #amwriting #writingCommunity #SkyPoet #SkyPoem #poetry #poem

Patience is the strength to endure what cannot be hastened. #Aphorism #prompt #patience #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompt #PoetryCommunity #microwriting #maxim #adage #microfiction #epigram #axiom #precept #dictum #epigraph

Comfort hums in the slow circle of the dial— a regressive demeanor measured in haptic memory, each rotary turn releasing time, each click folding silence inward, each pause within the finger’s hollow, each number returning to origin. #firewords280 #prompt #regressive #demeanor #writingcommunity

Diligent is a small sailing ship steadying uneven swells, guided by quiet instinct, not by any compass, showing that progress belongs to those who adjust course rather than those who hurry. #OurPoetryX #prompt #diligent #amwriting #writingCommunity #SkyPoet #SkyPoem #poetry #poem

Remember when sunlight snuck in through the bedroom window, dust motes floated like fairies and morning lazily yawned, blankets curled like hair waves, shadows played tricks on the walls— childhood lingered in quiet gold. #OurPoetryX #prompt #remember when #amwriting #writingCommunity #poetry #poem

"In those days" was the scent of bread cooling on the kitchen windowsill, while the afternoon folded softly around it like linen flapping in sun-sweetened wind, unaware that it was being observed. #OurPoetryX #prompt in those days #amwriting #writingCommunity #SkyPoet #SkyPoem #poetry #poem

Priority is a first drop of rain that triggers a flood through the line of old houses, where the cloudy sky hangs heavy, and each reflection in dark water catches faint lights glowing in windows, following the first swell of water along the dismal, empty road. #OurPoetryX #prompt #priority #poem

Indigent choices gather like stones at the cliff’s lip, a quiet wind pressing against hesitation’s weight. The horizon holds its breath, a mirror of calm below, reflecting impossible possibilities, daring courage to measure itself against patience. #firewords280 #prompt #indigent #choices

Two weathered halves argued, breath held, thin as wire, walls leaning inward, listening, a plant trembling on the edge, sunlight faltering like forgiveness, time folding in upon itself, stretched limits quivering with what might still mend. #firewords280 #prompt #stretched #limits #amwriting

Sunlight sneaks in through the branches, a wavering blessedness stirring the forest floor. Leaves sleep-walk in a trance, meandering slowly with wind and shadow, folding into light, tucked gently into their new bed of earth. #firewords280 #prompt #wavering #blessedness #writingcommunity #amwriting

Glittering like fallen suns, trapped in a trembling glass world, tails flick, teasing beyond reach. Green eyes fixed, feral instinct purrs within— how still the water holds what glimmers where paws cannot reach. #BlueSkyPoetry #amwriting #WritingCommunity #SkyPoet #SkyPoem #poetry #poet #poem

Intrinsic human value is the foundation of our shared existence. #OurPoetryX #prompt #foundation #amwriting #writingCommunity #SkyPoet #SkyPoem #poetry #poem

Within the flickering flame of mortal breath, Content to burn, a radiant ember's dance, Life's fire, a symphony of birth and death, Each spark a tale, each flicker a chance. #OurPoetryX #prompt #sparkoflife #amwriting #writingCommunity #SkyPoet #SkyPoem #poetry #poem @fravery.bsky.social

Amidst the vast expanse of consciousness, we navigate the intricate pathways of thought, Shaped by the reverberations of relational connections. Each thought mirrors our soul's essence, Resonating with profound interconnectedness and introspective musings. #OurPoetryX #prompt #pathways #amwriting

Q uelled persistence U nyielding surrender I ncomplete withdrawal T empered resignation T enacious halt I nexplicable departure N imble abandonment G rudging retreat #OurPoetryX #prompt #resignation #amwriting #writingCommunity #SkyPoet #SkyPoem #poetry #poem @fravery.bsky.social

Could we cherish love as deeply, if not for the fear of its departure? Fate blends despair with desire, a bitter cocktail in our hearts. Authentic longing, a tender ache, imbued with the essence of loss. #OurPoetryX #prompt #departure #amwriting #writingCommunity #SkyPoet #SkyPoem #poetry #poem

Fear is what the mind refuses to know. #Aphorism #prompt #fear #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompt #PoetryCommunity #microwriting #maxim #adage #microfiction #epigram #axiom #precept #dictum #epigraph

Waves of amber grain sway beneath a sky of matching fire. The air holds the warmth of memory, as if each blade remembers every passing breeze. Nothing wanders alone here— light itself seems rooted, glowing with a shared pulse. #SenseWrds #prompt 139 #writingcommunity #amwriting

Rain is falling, tippity-tap, Kids are laughing, yippity-yap! Puddles are jumping, what a nifty show, Splishy-n-splashy, fun is on the go! Rain is falling, step in time, Drippity-droppity, right on rhyme! #WildWalkPrompt #prompt #rain #writesky #blueskypoets #writingprompt #nature #5amwritersclub

Shadow snaps outlandish insight, tulip secrets rising like sudden revelations, books stacking memory beneath fragile glass, light bending to the eye, silhouette framing the scene— the moment captured by an artful, hidden hand. #firewords280 #prompt #outlandish #insight #writingcommunity #amwriting