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We feel so intensely as the seasons envelope our souls... write your heart, hallowed and true.
Today's prompt: wrapped in anticipation (10/22)
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We feel so intensely as the seasons envelope our souls... write your heart, hallowed and true.
Today's prompt: truth or dare on hardwood (10/23)
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You're still the only who managed
To glance behind my mask
The one who dared to ask
"What's it like with all that damage?"
& aimed to understand
The pain behind the smile
Of one who'd gladly walk
Countless miles
To know who'd even care what I gave
A stranger in a crowd
#FoxProse
trying
to stay
anonymous
upi saw
into my heart
I thought
I'd go unnoticed
yet you have
a special power
to glance
behind my mask
#FoxProse@FoxProse#poetry
#WritingCommunity#vss365@OurPoetryX@FoxProse@bionicanadian
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The Place Remembers
It was a rhetorical question:
"I wonder what this park has seen."
But it unravelled a memory of the cinder I've thrived on. It persists in every living cell.
Now, soft Zephyrs...
1/3
sensual charms
temptations diverse
can't seize
the moral strength
glowing in verse
#nervous we ain't
of the enormity
of the task ahead
a path terse
a call
the battlefield sends
the silk shifts in seconds
a leaf of love
in my armoury
thine smile's
always with me
#vss365#FoxProse
@bionicanadian@FoxProse#poetry#vss365#WriteMap
Time melts away
when you are beside me.
All sorrows fade
when I lose myself
in your words.
Every moment—
a déjà vu of time;
your every gesture—
a déjà vu of charm.
#Foxprose#Writemap
If there is no poetry
there is no poetry
still
let's whisper into the void
conmigo
secret detectives
finding words
big lost souls
big lost moments reframing
refining
each breath
an inflection hello goodbye
a sex booze food
holding loving sulking
revolving
again
ghosts alive
for a last time eternal
losing everything
yet love
spirits of sensuality
as angels
monsters
yet all this strangest life.
#vss365#fueling
Brightening my gray skies,
She waltzed into my life,
fueling a love that was cinnamon and clove,
dark, warm and lingering for a long time.
I realized the draw of an empty lap,
inviting me to rest my head,
tempting me to lie there for a while,
till my gray skies turned bright white.
She transformed my hothouse flower,
ill-equipped to handle the darkness,
into a wildflower that can survive anywhere,
no matter the terrain or conditions.
She was the elixir,
who helped me thrive,
She gave me the power to breathe,
when I couldn't breathe on my own.
#FoxProse (draw of an empty lap)
#ourpoetryx (Gray skies)
#BraveWrite (Hothouse)
#loveletters (CINNAMON & CLOVE)
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