"I don't cast my dice in games that won't even remember my name. We are more than the memory of shallow people easily distracted. I learned wisdom when I loved myself more than I apologized for feeling that way. The honesty of giving your heart the grace you had to strangers. I won't stop being me."

The dream didn't disappear. The world taught you to forget.

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"A kiss for me isn't just the pressing of lips. I want your breath to enter my lungs and rattle about with your life. My need is to sleep in your heart on a bed made of our conviction. The scent of you immersed into my skin, more known to me than my own. We join under the sheets like clouds merging"

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Only shadows between us

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YOURE FOUR DAYS LATE! Get caught up on the advent calendar of terror! Available on Amazon in ebook, paperback, and KU! I lais have signed colues and book boxes in my shop! Brynn-butcher.com #indieauthor #horrorbook #horrorstories #spookyseason

"She is the sunlight reflecting on the lake between the lily pads. Ruined makeup with a triumphant grin and trembling for all the right reasons. A table covered with #pulp novels and a faint hint of incense. Short skirts and long socks. You don't contain her. You set her free to show you the way."

"Few ventured into the deep woods because of a primal wariness in their bones. A sense of something other that didn't take kindly to intrusion. There is fae wildness that laughs at our new world. I feel at home there. My spirit is a hedge magic bloodline of madness and truths won at cost" #emoetry

#Emoetry prompt for 10/3/2025 is #Wariness #writingcommunity #poetry @fafo-poets-society.bsky.social

🌊🖤 Drowned Hearts 🖤🌊 - eerie island vibes - creepy ocean creatures - grave digging - a sinister goddess - oh the bad choices... - 30min read Ebook 99c 💀 - books2read.com/u/3LXavM - ko-fi.com/s/1598637313 #SpookySeason #HorrorSky

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"On this occasion, however, I was tempted beyond all resistance by a display of dime cravats of exactly my favorite pattern—black with white spots—hence took a chance despite all my long-standing misgivings." - H. P. Lovecraft to Lillian D. Clark, 17 Jul 1931, LFF2.945

'You'll find Silas Creek holding court in a back booth of the restaurant, Nova Noir. His careworn red jacket is a dead giveaway. You'll need some whiskey to get him talking and may lament that when he won't stop. He deals in tales that aren't meant for your home dinner table. Truths that frighten."

"My words are dark wings to flutter on broken stained glass. A sonnet sung on landscapes lost to time and space. My eyes are the silver key that opened the cradle of purple mountains. I see everything, I understand more. The lure of cosmic secrets hung with weird notes of fiction. Ancient souls."

"I was there when the ocean vanquished the stars but left the moon alone because they loved it too much. Where is my paradise under the verdant green and the sound of lapping waves? My aching hands cradling tomes of fabled Atlantis. The mysteries of emerald dreams are what I call my home." #emoetry

The Art Of Love #poetry #rewrite #suntzu #love

Just finished a classic 💀👌🏻🔥🤘🏻🖤👍🏻

"Michael Harcourt cared not at all for the present days. The new Puritans from the other side of the spectrum were just as trite as Cotton Mather and as unappreciative of different ideas. The questions mostly had answers, leaving little room for awe. So he sought the truth in lost places." #emoetry

"Grasp your sense of wonder like a life preserver in a sea of modern blankness. Find a sky free of city lights that drown out the stars. Burn with those twinkle balls of fire that might have puffed our eons ago. Dream as if you would lose your own soul if you stopped. The day by day is an empty cup"

"I greet the sunrise like a talisman against the devouring dark. Hands reaching up to clasp the brightening sky like a cherished heirloom of kindly ancestors. Eyes taking in everything before the sun rises enough to sting my vision. Whispering to the dawn about the evening previous, a sages story."

"At odd hours past twilight, there can be heard strange chanting in the cemetery past the eastern hills of the city. Rarely listened to, something about that place pushed normal people away. The words go in and out of awareness, a #blur to the senses. A call to the cosmic, to other worlds apart."

#Emoetry for 10/1/2025 is #Unappreciative #writingcommunity #poetry @fafo-poets-society.bsky.social

Alternative movie poster of the day 🎥😍 Sliver Bullet (1985) By Stephen Andrade

"Dreams are what is true. The waking world is a pale reflection filled with tedious tasks, soon to be forgotten." #emoetry

#Emoetry prompt for 9/30/2025 is #Tedious #writingcommunity #poetry @fafo-poets-society.bsky.social

I have lost too much of the beauty of this dire and delightful earth to the f i s s u r e s of fragile memory if only I could hold everything all together all at once #poetry

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The Fates

"The seasons move, and we find ourselves hand in hand in the company of birch trees. We carry the gleam in our eyes that is the same fire the witches danced around. Ancestors of ashes who nourished the soil we sprang from. You can count the runes and acorns beneath our feet. Hear our synced hearts."

"I bring the radiant heat to warm your cold hands on the furnace of my flesh. You come to me, all lace and flashing eyes. Red knees and the smell of nail polish, with the overripe curves I crave always. There's a little bit of bliss in knowing what you need, then handing it to you freely." #emoetry

#Emoetry prompt for 9/28/2025 is #Radiant #writingcommunity #poetry @fafo-poets-society.bsky.social

A kiss on your forehead

"Give me those French songs that feel like walking on a narrow street with old signs and cigarette smoke. The clip-clop of expensive shoes on neglected roads that linger like loneliness. It has a bounce to it, a cadence which is blissfully European. You hear it in waves. You watch it in silence."

I wish to be the #caprice that made you take a detour with better scenery. A pull of necessity that has you staring into a new sun without blinking. The fantastique you dive into without a care or regret. Some guiding presence that you snuggle against in times of strife. A smile that is factual air"

"Let's hear it for the nasty that doesn't hate. The kind that you have to whisper in the shadows while the candle is lit. A riotous union of meaty thump and grasping that has lived in your head. Opening the book you weren't supposed to read. Sensation that drains the color to starkness." #emoetry

#Emoetry for 9/25/2025 is #Nasty #writingcommunity #poetry @fafo-poets-society.bsky.social

"My wants are easily met most of the time. Basic comforts at the forefront, the complicated stuff in the side passages. Little bothers me, even less offends me. Nothing in the halls of this planet rise to me achieving malice. I give freely, sip my pedestrian coffee, and grin." #emoetry

#Emoetry prompt for 9/24/2025 is #Malice #writingcommunity #poetry @fafo-poets-society.bsky.social

"I look at the forest and pore over the words of my past. Sifting perspective like quartz in a pan hunting for gold. What changes, what stays the same, what nuggets of light glimmer through. The past may not have new things to tell us. It does remind us how far down the road we have decided to go."

"What my presence gives is a twist of the simple and the complicated. The lethargic grace of the bear emerging after hibernation. Tomes of lore that run out from the random trivia in my head. I don't desire to be the painting on the wall of the museum. Instead, I'm the unfinished sketch." #emoetry

...aaaanyway, here's a raven. Everyone likes the raven.

“So long as you write what you wish to write, that is all that matters; and whether it matters for ages or only for hours, nobody can say. ” ― Virginia Woolf writingforwellbeing.co.uk #writing #WritingCommunity #WritersCommunity

“Every secret of a writer’s soul, every experience of his life, every quality of his mind, is written large in his works.” – Virginia Woolf

#Emoetry for 9/23/2025 is #Lethargic #writingcommunity #poetry @fafo-poets-society.bsky.social

#dailyhaikuprompt: Warm froze under pressure where the warmth of your kindness could not reach to thaw #writing #poetry #poem #haiku

"The fullness of our union is located between blinks and parted lips. Illumination between the seconds that tick as we merge. Bringing the ethereal to the physical world. Opening the doors that you didn't know were locked. Splash the threshold with the waters of our passage. Swimming in our filth."