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Swept under the rug, Fallen leaves on the gutter. Unmissable souls. #vss365 #haiku #poetry

warm delivery he gnaws on a cold ration dining on the curb #vss365 #haiku #poetry

White frost blooming green Fruits adorn the heavy arms Feast fit for the gods #vss365 #haiku #poetry

steel and concrete groan like a madness symphony conducted by none #vss365 #haiku #poetry

Holiday Fever Snowflakes fall so still Christmas lights blur in bokeh Tire and bone screeches #haiku #poetry #writingcommunity

#vss365 #writingcommunity Cold ripples shiver My #reflection breaks apart True face is sorrow

#vss365 #poem #writingcommunity he sits by the smudged window on a public #transport wasting his time watching the pale city pass to toil away for a plate to eat does the transport work all day for a bit of gas?

#vss365 #poem history has been written, lessons turned #literature. still we turn a blind eye to repeat it, with new lies.

Truth costs. Pay up. #SpineEdicts #FearlessPoetry #DisownMePoems

#vss365 #poem #writingcommunity A breathing #conundrum, this thirst for reason in a world of stone. I ask the question with my teeth, a prayer of grit and bone. The sky answers with a blank, blue heat. The only punchline is a punch on the jaw, and this mad laugh crawling up my throat.

#vss365 #poem in the sunless canyons of the pacific, ancient dread sleeps on its cradle of basalt and bone feeding on #sublimate d dreams, it waits in a silent lullaby, until the moon is right and eternity dies

Gary is making a sunset visit on the calibrated fence though the angle is no good for figuring size. Cooper’s hawk #birds

#vss365 "That dress surprisingly fits you well." And surprisingly, I didn't #flinch. A backhanded compliment once felt like a car's backfire to a veteran. I'm used to it now. The wound is so old, so sore, there are no more, nerves left to fry.

#vss365 #style #poetry #poem #poetrycommunity Je ne sais quoi, She walks in style, Of casual bourgeois, With enigmatic smile. Clothed in mist, And grey shadows, I found a kiss, But what else, Who knows? —GoRhyme

#vss365 #potential #poetry #poem It has so much potential, This rock above my head. An energy dread existential, For if it was kinetic, I’d be dead. So watch for earthquakes, Or things that go bump. And I hope for my sake, The rock, Remains a quiet lump. —GoRhyme

Once upon a time in the land of Gods.. 🤍 #photography #nature #wander

#vss365 The water smashes down, with cold and endless roar. It beats against the stone, and asks for more and more. The shock of it is never gone, just weights and spray. A life made #bearable, by weathering the day. But in the constant wet stain, a soft and stubborn moss finds life inside the pain.

#vss365 #power #poetry #poem #poetrycommunity #write #writing #writingcommunity #gorhyme

How someone in a #conscious mind accept the current unnatural state of life, without rebelling, as it was the last sane thought they could have. Most like to have a tea party in the rabbit hole. #vss365

Mermaid rising from the sea, by Henry John Stock (1930)

My backyard Indigo Bunting back in May. #birds #birding #indigobunting #Ancaster #HamOnt #Bobsbackyard

A Blue Jay doing a little sunbathing in my backyard spruce tree #bluejays #birds #birding #Ancaster #HamOnt #Bobsbackyard

#vss365 #elude #poetry #poem #poetrycommunity #write #writing #writingcomnunity #gorhyme

A Soul in Hell, By Evelyn De Morgan (1902)

A stagnant bile, repugnant. The flesh indignant. A silence, pregnant with a poignant rot. A claimant defiant, vile and #malignant. #vss365 #poem

Want to write memory like it actually hurts? @alanparrywriter.co.uk shows you how in part 3 of his free resource series. No sentiment. Just scars. 👉

#vss365 He appeared at my porch, a #jovial, cheerful boy who’d missed his turn from church. Just wo steps from him I was, with an urge to leap into his arms like a rushing river. But this was no youth, and this wasn't a dance. But the final ride, beside the one with the waiting scythe.

These #mundane wings They hold no thrill Despite their vibrant hue I was happier as a caterpillar Plodding through the dew. #vss365 #WritingCommunity #halfbadpoetry

#vss365 #poem #draft The late light paints its faint blight on the graphite of night. A stray ray through the gray decay reveals a brief display: a frail #rainbow 's strange glow in the gutter's grim flow. A torn theme from a fever dream, a silent scream against the scheme.

Here's a very handsome Purple Finch that I saw during my boreal forest trip in northern Ontario in early June. #birds #birding #NorthernOntario #Algoma #finch #purplefinch

Story Skeleton—A Is for Alibi Grafton straddles the two mystery worlds—noir and classic—to create something unique. darlingaxe.com/blogs/news/a... #storyskeleton #writingcommunity

#vss365 #poem a scent that incandesces the glade baiting animals and man when laid a concoction blooming by the sill majestic in form, sitting still dark as the under-rock or at the back of a stock its inside, soft and filling like a #brownie spilling *yummy*

Detail : The Bathing Pool, by Hubert Robert (1733-1808)

#vss365 Superstition A charm dangles like a judgemental earring you call it luck but every tilt of your head sings a verdict. I watch as your life swings on the hinge of m a y b e. #charm #poetrycommunity #writerscommunity

The Roses of Heliogabalus, by Lawrence Alma-Tadema (1888)

#vss365 #poem #draft the moon cries crimson. as the air grows cold the sepulchral descends and the fog settles, a blind, mystic creation humans crawl like maggots, beneath the scalpel edge of a flawed #angel the tainted earth cries to become ruin and ash, until silence is all that is heard.

Did you ever kill anybody Father, by Frank Holl (1883)

First Encounter #oc #art

#vss365 💜 Balustrade bars on a bridge of hearts, Swain confined in whispered art. Bound to his mate and fate, or free to create his state? Bold yet so weak to define - be a #balustrade and realign

#vss365 #bathtub #poetry #poem #poetrycommunity #writing #writer #writingcommunity #gorhyme

In the call of the night, beasts start to howl and fight, to break the #collar and chains that bind them in my hell. They run rampant, rattling through the corridors, so loud I cannot sleep. They are me, and I am them. #vss365 #prompt

Silk hands #conjure specters, wisps of memory clawing through dusk. Fingertips etch sigils in dust, veins pulses with ache and distilled hate. The air thickens, weighted, restless— a name nearly spoken. The figure manifests, a smile infested, a mask dawned for a new day. #vss365 #prompt

Lips I once kissed Are cold and blue There’s #needle In her arm Was lost with her In Land Of Nod So can’t Find damned alarm I watch her Slowly slip away And feel World lose her charms That’s the dark day I lost a friend And faced My own self harm #vss365

A mix with all the past prompts I missed these days! #vss365 #prompt #congeal #flush #unctuous #galumph #lace #rabbithole

Reach out to loved ones if you need, you matter 💜 #vss365 #poetry #writingcommunity

Goog night #DancingTrees

From when I got tired of hoping and getting nowhere. #poetry #poem #writingcomminity #vss365