📖 Night Reading 🕯️🍵 Albert Camus . La Peste- #Books #peace

I'm not what was intended. I'm who survived.

📝 #writingpoetry Marrow-Deep & Fire-Forged These verses are not currency, slick and light, but secrets dredged from marrow-deep wells. They carry the tang of ozone and old grief, confessions stripped bare on a sacrificial forge. ©️Anabel Lozano

📝 #poem Not the velvet cage. I am the root that fractures stone; my compass is the wild air. Sun-drinker, earth-forged. A fierce bloom in the fault line. ©️ Anabel Lozano

Presume what you will, Nobody can know the depths Of another's pain. #Haikufeels #presume #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity

Black and white are not opposites but mirrors of the same eternal breath In the play of clouds and sun lies the hidden truth that light and darknes need each other to hold meaning. #Blackandwhite #Monochrome #Nature #Sky #Clouds #Naturephotography #Skyphotography #Cloudsphotography #Poetry

Christian Paul Kusch © 2025 #writer #poetry #substack

📝 #Storytelling Hear this, you who took and fled with #suave grace: What is given, one day will be repaid. Not by my hand, for I'll be far away, But by the turning wheel, the coming day. Life keeps its ledger, balances its score, And you will face the echoes, knocking at your door. #vss365

📝 Storytelling 🫴❤️✨ #writingfromtheheart #poetrylovers #mythoughts #writinginspiration

breaking wave — I keep teaching myself to surface #haiku #poetry

📝 #coffee_time #sundaywriting

A glance holds an old omen, The truth lives within the gaze, Words are just surface. #kaikufeels

📝Soul and Heart 🫴❤️✨ #poetrylovers #writingcommunity

"Mine is the canvas full of half completed threads, unfinished tragic beauty. Button eyes without the stuffing. A project piece until the right one came calling. Humble stitching transforms into embroidery with a loving hand. They took the sketch of me and showed me that I could become art to love."

"The best stories are understood in silence. Seen in the shine of a gaze, the movement at the corners of a mouth, the tension in a jaw and shoulders. Or the lack."

📝Poem #Haiku Slow fingers on skin, Your voice sounds deep and so low, A kiss tastes like wine. ©️Anabel Lozano

📝 Soul and Heart ❤️✨ #vss365 #prompt #timed 🦋 #butterflywoman 🦋 #resilience #MyWritings Whispers of Light"

📝Note to self Letter by letter, I bleed ink. This slow sorrow is my soft comfort. My heart keeps time past all the noise— Madness to love what the hands cannot grasp. ©️ Anabel Lozano #writers #poetrylovers #note

📝 #Poem The love resides in silence, imperfect but not hollow. I wait here, if you are ever ready to follow. ©️ Anabel Lozano #wordsinmotion

📝 Letter to the Silence Meanwhile, the words for you remain stored in my well. I will keep writing. ©️ Anabel Lozano #wordsinmotion #writers #poem #poetrylovers

📝 Poem We spin in the darkness, Held always at a careful, prudent space; Some deep current draws us near, Yet we choose the sharp, silent repel— Why deny the beauty of the crash? ©️ Anabel Lozano #poetrylovers #writingcommunity

whatever #specific algorithm makes us famous, I’d rather be nameless… alone with the cypress, as her glow sets the forest on fire- that’s my desire #vss365 #eastcoastkin #poetry #fall #nature #sunset #ForestFriday photo: my pic of bald cypress trees as their fall color sets the whole scene ablaze

📝 thought in the sleepless night These deep hours arrive; Your name escapes the quiet of the heart, A restless, vagrant sound, Wandering through the high, dark rooms Of my sleepless, hollow mind. ©️ Anabel Lozano

📝 Writing ✍️ I am not an echo, but the Source and I choose the #specific place where my energy falls. I am the unfolding light. I am the direction. ©️ Anabel Lozano #vss365 #prompt #poetry #poeticprose #writingfromtheheart

Repair the old cracks, The glass is never quite the same, But light still reflects. #haikufeels #repair #writingcommunity #quote

KINTSUGI MIND — beauty reshaped by breaking #repair paints the cracks with a quiet gold of truth— still imperfect, whole #haikufeels #senryu

📝 poetry #Tanka #vss365 I prefer the scars From fierce and decided #action, Than the soft regret. Cowardice leaves deeper marks, My spirit chooses the fight. ©️ Anabel Lozano

📝 #Poetry The Unfinished Shore #writingcommunity Woven from the quietude found in the teachings of Lucas Casanova (Yoga)

My voice tries to speak, Words deep from my heart now rise, My soul is set free. #haikufeels #speak

📝 Poem Your half-light is void, I am not a list of options; Bring the whole true fire. ©️ Anabel Lozano #vss365 #prompt #options #writers

📝 #PoetryLovers My lips whisper yours in the darkness so deep, A secret desire I long to keep. ©️ Anabel Lozano #poem #sultry #writers #beloved #Longings #desires #writingcommunity

📝 Storytelling #Vss365 #reality #PoeticProse

📝 Poem #poetry #circle #mywriting

📝 #letter from the heart Only gratitude remains. Gratitude for what unfolded, for the legacy you left with me, for the unintended wisdom you shared, and for the love I was able to give. Only #gratitude.❤️✨ ©️ Anabel Lozano #mywriting

My mind starts to edit, My heart learns lessons for life, Choose a better way. #haikufeels #prompt #edit

📝 Soul & Heart This damn heart of mine I am consumed by sorrow, and the grief rains down in torrents.. What cruel, intense curse makes my soul ache with such a violent, burning depth? ©️Anabel Lozano

📝Tracing the Unworn Way.. #vss365 #transport #mywriting #poeticprose #writers #unwornway

📝 Storytelling The Singular Variable #vss365 #prompt #science

Ways to Say I Miss U in Silence I look into the space that is now solely mine, and the world offers me only a colorless canvas. I am marking time by the unmistakable shape of you that lingers in the light and the fading scent; it is a quiet ache woven into the very fabric of my day. ©️Anabel Lozano

📝 #Storytelling #poem The port is elusive, the sea is the lesson; To sail the wide unknown is life's ultimate blessing. ©️ Anabel Lozano

Khalil Gibran's #poem: "Do Not Love Half Lovers" Live life to the fullest🫴🤍✨ Part 1 y 2

📝 Note: I dropped the hope of being chosen by their sight, And chose my own hands to hold my inner light. ©️ Anabel Lozano

📝❤️✨ #Letter to the silence

A poem from my #insomnia 😂 The sheep are all counted, the ceiling has been mapped, I've reorganized my life while everyone else napped. I only achieve Nirvana when it's time to rise, The cosmic joke reflected in my tired eyes. 🤷

📝This line hit me like lightning. For a long time, my life was centered on seeking outside what I could only find within. Today, I'm sharing a short #reflection and a #poem —my way of processing this powerful truth. ❤️ Tell me, what was the "last illusion" you had to give up to feel free? 👇

📝 #Storytelling 🗝️ 🤍 ✨ The Echo's key: Bronze key turns. Soul remembers. Electricity flows. A sweet, urgent siege. ©️Anabel Lozano #poetry #writingcommunity #poeticprose #mywritings #key #sultry

🖋️📄 storytime ✨ Shifting Light, Primordial Echoes #Storyteller #writinglife #writingcommunity #prompt #primordial #vss365