This is a repost to add the poetry tag, and better formatting. Plus, it's relevant to my current reality.

#poetry

In the water.

#poetry

She found the letter in her grandmother's bureau, written in #ink so fresh it smeared when she touched it. Dated July 3rd, 1847. She left it to dry overnight. By morning the ink had crept onto the next page. The new line was addressed to her by name.
#vss365

Stop writing
&
Just kiss me
~
For tonight,
~
Let's
Not
Be
Poets
~
Let's
Be
The
Poem

~
#WorldPoetryDay
©Aspen Fite

Caravan Palace - Lay Down YouTube video by CaravanPalace

#AmListening #CaravanPalace

"I get sick and I can't get to heaven
Oh, my soul is bound, can't be
And I get sick and I can't get to heaven
Oh, my soul is bound for hell"

www.youtube.com/watch?v=5QyB...

#vss365

I love Caravan Palace. They're so good.

#ink
#vss365
#grey
#WildWalk
#poetry

A stalk of Lilly of the Valley with ten little white flower bells and large green leaves.

Oh, to be tiny
And fit in a bell
Dreaming Lilly things

#photography #poetry #peace #hope #beauty #eastcoastkin #nature #bloomscrolling #colors #white #green #imagination

Photo credit: Nikola Tomašić

cave mouth—
darkness tastes me
before letting me in
#haiku #poetry

We are not friends.
We were never friends.
We will never be friends.
You lead me on,
You used me
For months,
And then you went back to
Her.
We are not friends.
You are someone I
Never knew.

#poetry

Hello Wild Walk #writers

Wandering storm cloud
Painting grey across the sky
Rain stays locked away

Your word today is
#grey

Use the image/word to inspire your writing.
#WildWalkPrompt
#prompt #writesky #blueskypoets #writingprompt #nature #5amwritersclub

If you're here, it's coursing through your veins. Some even flaunt it on the skin. We add it to paper in print or by hand. It stains and is more permanent than a line in the sand. It's another cognate shared by English and Afrikaans. The #vss365 #prompt for April 7, 2026 is #ink

#poetry

#arm
#vss365
#poetry

abstract oil painting in a palette knife style, visible brush strokes, a crumbling edifice on a hill, mist-strewn valley, dark forested hillside, shrouded sun, tenebrism, bright contrasting colours, strong visual flow --ar 5:7 --stylize 400 --v 7

`A crumbling edifice,
in a mist-strewn valley,
under bright, contrasting skies`

#synthart

Anger is such a better feeling than love.

#poetry

#vss365
Angel wire arm bands, digging into her skin, dripping blood that no one sees. Behind every smile is a wounded bird, a lonely thought in an empty sky. She gives warmth to those in need, until she is empty. Weak and light, a chill wind might spirit her away. Sometimes she wishes for it.

clouded perception
salt on my screen, i call you-
rain fills the silence

no answer comes back
i contemplate leaving
undecided breath

wind leans into me
thoughts drift like wreckage
and stay with the storm.

#emoetry #AcrosticApril #haiku
#writingcommunity undecided storm

I have dreamt of
Holding your #hand,
Of tracing the lines
That cross your palm;
Of kissing each
Fingertip in turn.
I don't think I ever
Expected that #hand
To hold me down
And drown me.

#vss365
#poetry

Two light brown bunnies, one sitting beside and one inside a wicker basket, are sitting next to patterned Easter eggs.

once I lived by sea
now the grey sand of buildings
shrugs at my window

#vss365 #sand #haiku #writing #writingcommunity #micropoetry

bruised stems, cast aside
petals fall, no gentle hand
seedlings remember

forgotten garden
I water what pain left dry
seedlings start to breathe

vase at quiet dusk
self-acceptance softly blooms
waiting her return

#emoetry self-acceptance
#dailyhaikuprompt seedlings 🥀

My dreams for the future
Slip through my hands
Like #sand,
Lost to the depths of the
Vacuum that is my
Existence.

#vss365
#poetry

We all have our limit
our line in the #sand
comes the time to move on
with hat in hand
though not with regret
but with lessons hard earned
say goodbye to the past
& those bridges now burned
this is your life to live
can't depend on the fates
up ya get sweetheart
your chariot awaits

#vss365
#poetry

I love you.
Past,
Present,
Future.
I love you.

“We need (a government) that acts with moral clarity when it matters,” Avi Lewis says.

“When missiles are falling on schools and hospitals, when Israel commits a genocide in Gaza, we call it by its name and we do everything in our power to bring it to an end.”

How will Avi Lewis pay for his big ideas? Taxing billionaires and corporations.

“Banks made $70 billion in profits last year…Grocery baron Galen Weston alone is worth $20 billion,” Avi says.

“The money is there my friends. We need a government with the courage to go and get it for all of us.”

Good night, friends. ⭐️

To love is to surrender
to place your heart into another's hands while praying to the stars
that they will be more gentle this time.

~ Atticus
Poetry